Maria pointed me to the correct room, signaling with her index finger to be quiet since Carter was sleeping. Slowly opening the door, I was met with a sight for sore eyes.
I didn’t know what Carter had been dreaming of, but clearly it was…wet. His cock was rock hard and glistening, sticking up straight in the air. He was completely and gloriously naked. So tired from my trip, I wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with him. Stripping off every last thread of clothing, I prowled on my hands and knees onto the mattress.
Carter’s eyes blinked open, and he shuddered before realizing it was me.
“Perky?”
“Yes.”
“Oh my God. I thought I was dreaming.”
“You’re not.”
“What are you doing here?”
“Shh,” I said as I lowered my mouth over his cock. His words trailed off as he lost the ability to speak. Bending his head back, he gave up all control as I went down on him. Holding on to the back of my hair, he guided the movement of my mouth.
I loved listening to the low moans of ecstasy escaping him. At one point, he pulled away and lifted my body onto his.
The bed shook as we went at it. It was fairly early in the morning, and I was sure we were interrupting the other boarders, who were sleeping or having breakfast, but I didn’t care. We needed this. We both came in less than a few minutes. It had been way too long.
Soaked in post coital bliss, I answered his earlier question.
“I got your phone message. I told them it was a family emergency. As soon as I landed in New York, I booked a ticket for the next flight to Rio.”
“You lied for me?”
“No. It wasn’t a lie. You’re the only real family I have now. And I truly needed to see you like my life depended on it. So, that’s an emergency in my book.”
We were still lying naked on top of each other when he asked, “How long can you stay?”
“As long as you need me.”
“Fucking forever then?”
“Okay.”
He pulled back to examine my face. “Okay?”
“Yes.”
“You’re not going back to work?”
“Flying was never for me, Carter. It was just a means to run away while at the same time, somehow in vain connecting with you. It was a good experience, served its purpose, but I need to be able to see you whenever you’re home.”
“What will you do?”
“You.” I laughed. I’ll do you…until you tell me to do something else.”
Running his fingers through my hair, he smiled. “I just hap
pen to have a full-time position open for that.”
“Honestly, I’ll find something—something I love. For now, I just love you. I owe you so much, for coming to find me and for not giving up on me, even though I’d abandoned you. I’ve stopped running. And there’s no better place to stop than where it all started.”
“We have two days here. Then, I’m going back to Florida for Gordon’s funeral.”
“We’re going back to Florida.”