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“Hey, guys,” I say as I nod, not giving Nick any attention. I don’t care what he thinks or feels. I hope he’s found happiness like I have.

They walk off as Trey’s eyes get big.

“Fucking awkward. Why does Nick have to make shit so weird?”

“So that’s the asshole who cheated on you?” Carter asks for clarification.

“Yeah, babe, it is.”

“What a fucking tool. You definitely leveled up.”

Laughs burst from both Trey and I. “I definitely did.”

“So, what now?” Trey asks.

“Now, we both find jobs,” I reply. “I’m building my travel blog, but it’s going to be a little bit before I’m making a livable wage from it. I’ll be living off my trust until then.”

“I don’t know what the hell I’m gonna do, but something will come together.”

“Why don’t you come work at the distillery? Finn said you were his assistant, right? If you like admin work, it’s no different. Our intern, Marcus, is done with school and moving back home to Virginia.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, why not? As long as you can take some shit, my brothers are crazy.”

“He’s not exaggerating. They’re all batshit crazy.”

Trey laughs, but he’s in for a rude awakening.

“Yeah, man, I’d like that. Who doesn’t want to work at a distillery?”

We spend the next few hours talking and hanging out until I have to physically drag Carter out of the bar because he’s having so much fun. He’s a little tipsy, and it’s the first time I’ve seen him like this.

The moment we’re in my SUV, Carter’s hands are on me, pawing my chest, rubbing his palm over my rapidly hardening cock through my jeans. His mouth connects with my neck, licking a line from the base to my ear, sending chills over my body.

“Pull over. It can’t wait. I need you now.” His voice is thick with lust, turning me on further. I reach for the waistband of his pants, unbuttoning them and slipping my hand inside, easily finding his waiting, hard dick, wanting to give him some relief.

“Fuck. Already hard for me, lover?”

“Ugnh,” is all he can reply. I fucking love how responsive he is when I touch him.

I navigate off of the road, the car bouncing as I drive us through a small field and come to a stop right outside the tree line, thanking fuck that it’s pitch black and we’re in the middle of nowhere.

I’m pretty confident I’ve got us sitting in a place where we won’t get arrested for indecent exposure.

I’ve barely cut the engine before Carter has his seatbelt unbuckled, pushing it off of his body and crawling on top of me.

“Fuck, lover. That desperate for me, huh? Tell me what you need.”

He moans against my mouth as he settles on my lap, pressing his hard dick into my stomach, rubbing my length between his legs.

“You looked so hot in there. Fuck, do you have any idea how sexy you are, Finn? All night, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. Couldn’t believe that of all the men and women in that place, you were mine. Mine .”

His words hit me hard, and I grip the sides of his face with my palms, yanking his mouth into mine. Our tongues tangle, the taste of my favorite whiskey exploding on my tongue.

“Fuck me, baby,” he begs, and fuck if I don’t want to do just that.

“Right here?”

“Yeah, fill me. I need you.”

“Fuck, lover. You want my dick inside that ass?”

“Yes,” he practically whines, dry humping me like a goddamn teenager.

I nuzzle my head into the crook of his neck, sucking and lapping at the skin there while my hands dip under his shirt, connecting with smooth skin and strong abs.

I groan against his neck, wanting to give him what we both so desperately crave.

“Lube?”

“Wallet.”

Carter lifts off of me while I shimmy out of my shorts, and then we’re both trying to rip his off of him in the most unsexy, uncoordinated rush. The horn blares, and we both freeze before laughing.

“Get these fucking things off or I’ll rip a hole in them,” I demand before pushing him back into the passenger seat where he pulls them down his legs.

He’s on me again before he’s even tossed them into the backseat.

My hard cock rests between his legs, pressing right against his taint, my thick head nudging his balls.

My hands find their home on either side of his face, tilting his head forward as much as the position allows so that I can claim his mouth.

After I coat my fingers with lube, I slip between us, pressing firmly against his hole, swirling around the area, teasing him before sliding a finger firmly inside. Carter groans loudly against my mouth, his body shivering against me.

“Fuck, your ass is so tight. So fucking sexy. I can’t prep you the way I should, Carter. This angle, there’s not enough room, babe. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’m fine, I’ll tell you if it’s too much. I want you so fucking bad. Don’t make me wait, baby. I want it. Fuck me.”

I quickly clock how many drinks he had and over how many hours, looking at his eyes.

“You’re with me? You didn’t drink too much?”

“I can hold my alcohol, baby, and I’m fine, I just want this big dick inside me and I don’t want to wait.”

“As you wish, lover.”

I stretch him the best I can with two fingers for a moment before slipping free.

I use my clean hand to help lift him so that I can coat my dick in a heavy layer of lube.

I use way more than is probably needed, but I don’t want to hurt him, knowing he’s not nearly ready.

But he’s frantic and impatient, and his need for me is overriding all logical thought.

I line up my dick with his hole, and the moment I nudge inside, Carter takes over, slamming himself down on me, taking my entire length in one swift, hard drop.

“Fuuuuuuuck! Carter! Fuck . . . Fuck, baby!”

Our moans fill the cabin of the SUV as he rides me hard, my dick rubbing against his prostate, based on how his body trembles above mine.

“Oh fuck. Jesus Christ!” he yells, and I still him with my hands on his hips.

“Fuck, am I hurting you?”

“Fuck no, it just feels so fucking good. I never want it to end.”

“You’re so goddamn perfect, Carter. Look at you taking my cock. Riding me so fucking good. Making me feel so good. You’re so fucking tight, you know that? Fuck. Fuck.”

“Not gonna last, baby?”

“Not with how tight this is and with you riding me so hard.”

I grab his dick then, my hand still coated in lube, his dick jerking hard between us.

“You’re going to come with me, lover. Now make me fill that ass with cum. I want it leaking until we get home.”

I jerk him harder, running my thumb over his crown on every pass as he lifts and crashes down on my thick length. My legs are shaking from pleasure and the strain of being squished into the passenger seat with Carter on top of me. It’s all too much. Too damn good.

“You’re making me come. Fuck, come with me, I can’t .

. . oh, fuuuuck.” He moans unintelligible words and grunts as I stroke him brutally through his orgasm.

Carter falls forward, his head resting on my shoulder as I continue to slam into him from below.

He grips my biceps hard as he accepts everything I’m giving him, and then I’m coming, filling his ass up with my load, jerking inside him and feeling like I’m going to float away from the magnitude of pleasure.

After a moment, the post-orgasm haze clears and my muscles start to ache with Carter’s big-ass body crushing me into the front seat .

“Fuck, Carter. I love fucking you, but if you don’t get off me right now, I’m gonna throw you. My leg is cramping so fucking bad,” I say through a smothered laugh.

“I think my shin is stuck between the seat and the door. Shit, hold on,” he replies, laughing at the absurdity of the mess we put ourselves in.

He slides off my dick, the audible wet smack of it hitting my abdomen making us both laugh harder.

We get unstuck, his naked ass flopping into the passenger seat with a thud.

“Fuck, we’re too damn large to be fucking in the front seat of a car,” I tell him, laughing some more as I pull up my pants, wiping my sticky hand against the fabric. “There’s no way to clean up in here, you jackass.”

Carter just laughs as he fights with his clothes. “You weren’t complaining while you were balls deep inside me.”

“’Cause you turn my brain to mush with your sexual prowess.”

He barks out a laugh again, which makes me chuckle in return. “My sexual prowess?”

“Yeah, plus, I can’t say no to you, lover. From the moment I saw you, I was yours.”

“Yeah, you are. But I’m yours, too.”

I lean over the center console and drop a hard kiss to his forehead. Wanting to get us home to shower, I reverse out of the field, praying like hell we don’t get stuck. Calling a tow right now would really suck.

We’re both exhausted by the time we fall into bed after showers, but it feels so damn good to have someone to lay next to and experience life with.

Especially after we both had resigned ourselves to spending it alone.

I pull Carter in tight, his head resting on my chest, his hand splayed out over my heart, his leg thrown over my hip.

My fingers trail up and down his spine as I hold him close.

“I love you, Carter.”

“I love you, too, Finn.”

After a few quiet moments, Carter’s breathing evens out, and just as I start to doze off, his voice fills my ears.

“The hard shit is all over,” he whispers. “Now we get to live.”