Ride Her Hard (The Hard Boys 1)

“I get it. You don’t want any of us to ruin your precious date with Eliza.”

“You’ve crashed my house the past three times she’s been here,” he said. The last time he was supposed to be with Eliza, he had to cancel as he got a call out to a boiler that wasn’t working. The small family had a couple of young kids and he refused to leave them without hot water, or even warmth in case the weather took a drastic turn. It was rare for it to happen as it was the height of summer, but it couldn’t be ruled out, and he took his job seriously.

“I know and she hasn’t been worried or upset about it. I think you’re getting your pants in a bunch over nothing.”

“I mean it, Caleb. You and Rome are not coming here.”

“Fine. Fine. We’re not coming to hang out. I get it. You want this place all to yourself.”

“This is my house. Why can’t you head home?” he asked. He knew he was being an ass, but some mornings, he wanted Eliza to himself, and he’d ended up with his brothers invading their moment. So much so they hadn’t even talked about why they were.

“You know she doesn’t mind, right? If you’re trying to impress the girl, then you don’t have to freak out or worry about having your brothers around. She likes us, both of us.”

James had seen that Eliza found his brothers charming, but he didn’t need to know what she thought of them, only that they weren’t around in the morning. He was trying to make their relationship serious and his brothers were interrupting any chance they got.

He finished getting ready, grabbing his keys, and followed Caleb out of his home, locking the door. After sliding behind the wheel, he drove toward her aunt Betty’s house. Caleb had taken his own car and would probably either crash with Rome or not drink.

Caleb was a rebel but he wasn’t stupid either. He’d earned his license and wouldn’t dream of fucking it up by drunk driving.

Eliza opened the door when she caught sight of him. She wore a pair of jeans and a shirt that clung to her curves and made his dick ache for her.

After climbing out of his car, he made his way up the driveway to her house. Aunt Betty smiled. “I want a picture.”

“Aunt Betty,” she said, groaning.

He laughed. “It’s kind of like prom.”

“Exactly,” Aunt Betty said. “I just wish she could have worn the dress. Anyway, enough. Come on, hold her, James. Don’t be shy. I know you really want to hold her.”

He had no problems holding this woman close to him.

Aunt Betty snapped a picture, or three. “You two have fun. Again, I won’t wait up.”

“I’m really sorry about that. She doesn’t know how to, you know, not be excited.”

“I like it. She loves you and wants what’s best for you.”

“That she does.”

He took her hand, leading her back to the car. “I hope this is okay. I know you said we were going to the bar, and well, I didn’t want to overdress.”

“You’re going to be the sexiest woman there.”

She rolled her eyes, and he would spank her ass for that later. Actually, he’d probably ended up kissing the rounded globes and teasing her anus, but he wouldn’t go too deeply into that.

Once again behind the wheel, he drove toward the bar, making small talk. He knew it had been a busy week for Eliza and Aunt Betty with the deliveries, and he’d even offered to help, which had been declined.

His truck wasn’t designed to keep flowers in their peak condition.

“I thought your brothers were tagging along,” she said.

“They’re going to be there. They wouldn’t miss an opportunity to party. Believe me.”

“You don’t sound happy about that, at all.”

“It’s fine.”

She chuckled. “You know I don’t mind them being at your place. I think it’s really sweet that you’re this amazing big brother.”

He glanced over at her.

“Kind of sexy as well.”

“Really?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Well, you see, Eliza, I figured you might be a little embarrassed. I like to hear my woman scream my name when I’m fucking her, so I’ve been toning it down. You know, playing it safe.”

“Oh, so you’re saying that when it comes to sex, I haven’t seen you at your best?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“Then I guess it’s good your brothers aren’t going to be there tonight.”

“I will kick their asses if they even for a second think to crash my place. My home is mine tonight, and so will you.” He pulled into the heaving parking lot. It was always busy on a Friday night. It’d been a long time since he last went out, but he was determined to show her a good time.

He climbed out of the car, rushed to her side, and took a hold of her hand, locking his car. Anyone who wanted to make a quick escape would pick any car.