Page 57 of Mister Daddy
I’m going to do it anyway.
After a few minutes of back and forth with the girls, Abby finally hugs them and beckons me to follow her. I take her hand and practically run to the elevator.
We kiss frantically with every step. As soon as we’re in the elevator, I pray no one joins us because I don’t think I can stop pawing at her. She’s too damn beautiful, and I’ve missed this too damn much.
“I’ve missed you,” I tell her before I can stop myself.
“I’ve missed you, too,” she says, almost sounding surprised.
We can figure the rest out tomorrow. Right now, I need to be inside her.
My door takes a minute to open, but once we get inside, I throw Abby down on the bed. We’re not going slow this time around. After a year, we’re both in a hurry.
I unzip Abby’s dress and throw it onto the floor. She reaches to undress me, but I beat her to it, adding my shirt, pants, and boxers to the pile. By the time I’m done, Abby’s bra and panties have been removed, too.
She lies back down on the bed, her legs wide open. I kiss from her thighs to her center, watching her wriggle beneath my touch.
“Oh,” she groans when my mouth finally finds her swollen clit. “I forgot how good that feels.”
“You taste like heaven, baby,” I say. I could eat her forever, but my hardness demands to know what she feels like inside once again.
I crawl up her body and kiss her, our tongues battling for dominance.
“Please, Carter. I need you inside me.”
Her wish is my command. I guide my tip to her hole and bury myself in one thrust. “Oh, baby, you feel so good.”
“I need this. Don’t stop, Carter.”
“Fuck, baby, I’m not going to last long.”
I reach between us to pleasure her clit, knowing that’s the key to her finish. It’s like muscle memory, us being together. I remember everything she loved in bed. She remembers, too, because her hand finds my balls and fondles them as I pound into her.
“I’m gonna come,” Abby screams. “Don’t stop, Carter. Fuck. I’m so close.”
“Come for me, baby,” I say. “I want to feel you come on my cock.”
She does, her entire body quaking with pleasure. Her tightening walls coax my climax from me, and I finish deep inside her.
I collapse beside her, panting hard. “Just as amazing as I remember,” I say.
Abby giggles. “I agree.”
I pull Abby against my chest and breathe in her scent, sweet and floral and perfect. It’s still pretty early for me, but today was busy with the ship disembarking and of course what had just happened with Abby. My eyes close with Abby breathing steadily beside me.
Within a few minutes, I fall asleep.
I wake to a cold breeze on what had been hot skin just moments earlier.
Abby stands nude by the bed, gathering her clothes as quietly as possible. What the hell?
She’s trying to walk out without a word.Again.
How dare she? Leaving once wasn’t enough, so she had to get me into bed and then leave without a word for old time’s sake?
No. I’m not going to let her off without a word this time around.
“Is this your thing?” I ask, startling her.