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I needed to take charge.
“I want you to keep jerking me while I rub you. We’re gonna come together, nothing more, nothing less.”
A look of relief replaced the uncertainty on her face.
The talking ended there.
We kissed hungrily as she stroked my slick cock up and down between us while I worked to take her underwear off. Massaging her clit with my index and middle fingers, it wasn’t long before the muscles between her legs began to pulsate. Her breath hitched, and I knew she was coming. God, she was even more hard-up than I was. Hearing her moan out in ecstasy was enough to trigger my own orgasm as I shot loads of cum into her hand.
It wasn’t exactly how I’d imagined our first real physical contact. It was messy and frantic, but perhaps that was in line with the unpredictability that’s followed us around from the very beginning. You just never knew what was going to happen from one moment to the next.
Wrapping my hands around her tight ass, I said, “That was hot. I wanted to do so much more, though.”
“I would have given you more.”
“While I really appreciate this surprise you gave me tonight, you weren’t ready, Kendall, and you know it.”
“How do you know me so well?”
“I’ve spent enough time looking into your eyes to know how to read you. You’re still not sure, and I won’t take you fully until your eyes have not even an ounce of doubt left in them. Even what we did was pushing it.”
“Well technically, I was jerking it, not pushing it.”
“You can do that again later if you want, by the way.”
After picking her panties up off the floor, I lifted them to my nose and muttered, “God, I missed your smell.”
“When have you smelled me before?”
Shit.
“Um…”
“Carter…”
“That first day at Maria’s. I might have thrown your panties over my face while I whacked off in the tub.”
“That is so twisted…but kind of sweet and hot at the same time. Just like you.”
“See…you get me. You accept me for the panty sniffer I am. This is why you can’t leave me. No one else will have me.” I kissed her hard then spoke into her neck, “Don’t leave me, Perky. Don’t leave me in Dubai. Come home to Florida with me…one more leg of the adventure. Then, you make your big decision…after Boca. What do you say?”
“Going home with you is a bit different than jet-setting around the world. Let me think about it on the flight back to Dubai, okay? I’ll have seven hours to reflect and then I’
ll give you my decision about Florida.”
As much as I wished that she’d given me an instant yes, I had to respect her wishes without argument.
That night, I held her tightly as we slept in a more intimate position than ever before—with my engorged cock pressed against her ass through the fabric of her nightshirt. My dick was begging for more just as much as I was.
The worst part was the pain in my chest that went along with a particular Beatles song that kept playing in my head. The song wasn’t quite loud enough yet, more like faded background music that my mind wasn’t sure it was ready to turn to full volume. I wasn’t ready to believe it. Nevertheless, the song was there.
And I Love Her.
I FELT LIKE A SIXTEEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL, crazy over the boy who wore a leather jacket and was always getting detention in high school. That might have had something to do with the fact that I was getting felt up in the corner of an airport magazine stand when Carter thought no one was looking.
“Stop,” I whispered in warning, but couldn’t stop myself from smiling. Carter stood behind me as I faced a magazine rack, one hand discreetly slipped under my shirt as he fondled my left breast.
“I totally get the appeal of traveling without a bra now. In fact, I insist you never wear one again when we’re together. Being able to reach up and cup this luscious tit…” He squeezed. “…whenever I want, is fucking amazing. Burn your bras, Perky.”
