Chapter 42: Literally or Figuratively

Carter tripped on the floor and she grabbed him to steady him the best she could. "When we get home... I'm going to fuck you so... so hard!"

"O...kay." Ariana covered his mouth to get him to not be so loud as she blushed. "Everyone... does not... need to hear that."

"I'm serious. I'll fuck you so... good. You, you won't be able to sit on the plane tomorrow." Carter laughed as she slapped her face and got him into the elevator. "I love you... so, so much Princess."

Ariana searched his back pocket and pulled out his aviators. "Put these on." She slipped the sunglasses onto his eyes as they took the elevator down to the garage.

"Am I sexier in these?" Carter tried to lean on the bar all sexy, but as he crossed his ankle over the other one, he fell onto the floor and his sunglasses went crooked.

Ariana rolled her eyes and giggled at him as she stuck her crossed forearms out to him. "Alright, come on."