I Ain't Sayin' He's a Gold Digger

"You'll enjoy it." John whispered before he moaned, taking all of Carter's length, their chests pressed close together, john's face buried in his neck as he grinded his hips, slowly riding Carter.

Carter grunted, seeming more like a caveman than a man at the moment. He held onto John's hips, reveling in the sensations going through his body.

John moaned, the sound a little high pitch was a man. But it was no secret John was pretty feminine. "Carter!" He moaned when he hit his sweet spot as his hips grinded against Carter, riding him slowly, intensely.

"Yeh like that boy," Carter smirked, his hips moving faster in the younger man.

"Yes! Oh god, yes... So big..." John whimpered in pleasure, his climax starting to rise as he stroke himself, grinding his hips faster.

Carter smirked, never feeling like this before with anyone. He grunted like an animal as he felt himself spill into John. Sure he had stamina on the racetrack but here? Well, this wasn't a racetrack by any means of the imagination.

John moaned loudly as came, his fluids leaking onto both of them. He pulled off when they finished and rose above the covers, panting as he tried to catch his breath.

Carter sighed, blinking his eyes, "That was....woah...."

John chuckled. "Best I ever had." John said with a wink, sitting up and stretching and getting up. He grabbed Carter's shirt and slid it on, the thing big on his so it covered everything and came down mid thigh. "I need a drink." he said, kissing Carter's cheek and headed out the bedroom when the doorbell rang. He looked at Carter. "Want me to get it? It's probably a nobody." he chuckled.

Carter nodded, "Yeah, it's probably nobody." he sleepily muttered as he curled up in bed.

Nolee stood at the front door, tapping her toe. She had looked for Carter for days, nobody having seen him since the last race he was in. It was like him to disappear for days at a time, not telling her where he was going. It made her job as difficult as it was arduos but it was her job none the less. She impatiently rang the doorbell again.

John rolled his eyes and opened the door, leaning against the doorway, looking incredibly, and painfully, sexy. "Can I help you, Miss?" He asked, folding his arms as he looked at the blond woman.

Nolee's heart stopped beating in her chest. She didn't recognize the man but she sure as hell knew that he probably didn't belong here. And dressed like...it all came rushing to her. This man and her brother, wherever he might be, had just had sex. "Yes, I'm Carter Lacroix's manager and younger sister Nolee Lacroix! I demand you let me inside this instant and let me talk to him!"

John yawned a little. "Hold your horses. I'll tell him to get dressed. Take a seat and calm the hell down." he grumbled and went into the bedroom. "Baby, your supposed sister is here and wants to see you." He said with a innocent shrug.

Carter's eyes popped open and he threw his clothes on. "Oh no...no no no!" he panicked. "She saw yeh? Shit, I'm in trouble..."

Nolee sat in the living room on her I-Pad, scheduling some meet and greets for Carter to do for hte fans.

John pouted and followed Carter into the liven room. "Oh you really are siblings." He said, looking between them. "Yikes." He said, sitting down and crossing his gorgeous legs.

"Where the hell have you been?" Nolee hissed, standing up and crossing to Carter. "I've been looking for you for weeks. You do realize the Daytona 500 is coming up soon and you're the starting car for the team, right?"

"Look, sis, I'll be fine, I always am-" Carter was cut off by his sister.

"No, no you're not always fine! And now I find you off galavanting with gold diggers?!" Nolee cried out in anger.

john stood up. "What your tongue, bitch! I'm not a gold digger and I won't be insulted by some little goody two shoed blondie who obviously has a stick up her ass... Or needs something up her ass. Carter is a grown man and he'll do as he pleases. Now shut up because while I don't hit ladies I do hit bitches." He hissed, towering over her and getting in her face.

"This will ruin his image! Ruin it!" Nolee shouted.

"Behave yeh two," Carter sighed, running a hand over his har.

John rolled his eyes and looked at Carter. "Would you like me rot leave?" He asked a little pout on his lips that he knew would win Carter over.

Carter shook his head, "I want you to stay..."

John smiled softly, running a finger down his chest. "Then I'll stay." He said with a slight smirk, pecking his lips. He couldn't wait to start reeling in the gifts and diamonds.

Carter smirked, looking at Nolee, "Lighten up sis."

"No, no I won't ligthen up!" she growled.

John raised a brow at her. "Your sister needs to get laid."He chuckled, pushing Carter in a chair and sitting in has lap, looking like the hottest arm candy on the planet.

"His sister does not need to get laid. His sister needs a client who listens," sighed Nolee.

John ignored her, placing kisses all over Carter's neck before he glanced atvNolee. "He's your brother more than your client. You should remember that." He said