Chapter 10

We headed for the fanciest hotel on Copacabana I could find, and I sprang for a room with a spectacular view of Sugarloaf and the crescent-shaped beach.

The moment the door was closed, I attacked him with kisses. My tongue found his, and we shared the longest embrace I’ve ever known, perhaps a five-minute kiss. I wanted to be inside him that instant. My body screamed “now, now, now.” But I took a deep breath and moved us to the bed to watch the strands of streetlights flicker on as the sun set. I ran my fingers through his hair, making him close his eyes and smile.

I asked if I could undress him, and he moaned assent. It was unfair. Even his dick was gorgeous. I’m not much for blow jobs, but his cock was smooth, straight and the perfect shape and size for sucking. I felt a deep longing running up my jaw. I had to have him in my mouth.