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He arches an eyebrow at me. “Please, Luke. Get back here. I’d like to sit on your big fat dick.”

“When you say it like that,” I mutter, my cock jumping in my pants; it knows when it’s being talked about. I push my door open and move to get in the back, but I’m too hasty and knock my forehead on the corner of the fancy falcon-wing door.

“Fuck,” I say, plopping onto the backseat, pressing my hand against the wound. Damn, that stings.

“Seriously?” Elliot says, pushing his pants down, exposing himself to me. Everything else is suddenly forgotten.

Who fucking cares if I’m bleeding out when he’s stripping for me? He’s the sexiest piece of sex I’ve ever had sex with in my entire life.

“God, you look deranged,” he says when I pull my hand away. My fingers and palm are bloody as Elliot straddles my lap, unzips my pants, and pulls me out.

“You look like some kind of serial killer,” he adds, and then that asshole smears my blood right across my cheek.

“You’re so fucking horny for it,” I breathe.

“It’s completely unsanitary. It’s barbaric,” he says. His tongue darts out and wets his lips. Then he reaches over, grabs a small packet of lube from his pants pocket, and dribbles it on me.

“I am fucking civilized,” he says as he sinks down onto me, “And you look just like that first day we met.” He smears more blood across my face with two fingers, and hell, I’m moaning like an animal in heat. “I’ll clean you up later, make you fucking respectable, but right now…” He slides up my hard length and then slams back down onto me, the car rocking beneath us. “Right now, I’m going to fuck you.”

My eyes roll back in my head. “Hell yeah.”

My fingers dig into the bare skin of his waist as he rides me, his tongue licking up my neck.

And hell, if this isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever done.

* * *

We make it to my parents’ house an hour later than I’d expected, mostly because Elliot kept pulling over on off-ramps to plant that sly mouth right on mine.

“Is this going to be a thing forever?” I’d asked him on our last detour.

“Probably. A switch has been flipped on, and I can’t turn it off. It’s stuck,” he sighed and then kissed me again.

“Not complaining, Doc,” I’d said, and he blushed.

“Is this it, right up here?” Elliot asks, interrupting my train of thought. He drives his Tesla down the dirt road, and in the distance, my parents’ two-story house makes an appearance. They own a lot of land out here, giving us the freedom to do whatever the fuck we want. On one side of the house is a large garage, and on the other are a few ATVs.

He should see all the fun shit we have inside too. I’ll show him my gun safe later. Show him how to shoot one too.

Damn, that’s hot.

“Yep. This is it.”

He shifts in his seat, and I squeeze his hand a little.

“You nervous.”

“Of course I am. This is your family. What if they don’t like me? Then you’ll be forced to break up with me.”

“Nah, not going to happen. They’ll love you.”

He doesn’t seem convinced. Well, he’ll just have to fucking live and learn then.

I point to the left and say, “See that garage over there? I have a truck in there I built from the ground up. I want to show it to you when we’re done with everything. Want to take you for a ride.”

He nods, not really listening to me. Asshole is still worried. I lean over and press a kiss to his cheek, and he leans into it, just fucking melts into me. He’s no longer restrained, and I love it.

When he parks in front of the house, the front door opens, and I see my ma and dad move onto the front porch. My dad is wearing some work coveralls, and my ma has a kitchen towel draped across her shoulder, her hands on her hips. A second later, my older brother, Liam, and his wife Anne step out behind them.

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