“Considering you flew out to get me, bought me a first class ticket, listened to a spicy audiobook with me, and did all this for Remi, I think I can do that.”
“You know what they say: go big or go home.”
“Well, you’ve certainly got the big part down.”
Before I could formulate a response, she tugged on the scarf, pulling my lips to hers. Her body molded into mine, the two of us fitting together like a puzzle piece, and fuck if I didn’t feel like she was exactly what my life had been missing.
My hands slid down her sides, over the small of her back, and down to her ass.
Cupping her cheeks, I ground my cock against her body, wishing there wasn’t any clothing separating us. Pam whined, all soft and sweet and needy, and just when I thought about lifting her onto the bed and taking her right then and there, a scratching sound came from the closet.
Pam started giggling and pulled away from me.
“Come on, Remi, my man. Such a cockblock,” I said with a scowl, making Pam snort.
That snort.
I’d heard it so many times during phone calls and video chats over the past month, but hearing it in person made me smile so wide my cheeks hurt.
“Why don’t we give him some privacy and go get your bags? I’ll give you a little tour.”
“Okay.”
I led the way back to the garage and hauled both of her suitcases out of the truck bed. When I grabbed both and started to carry them into the house, Pam stopped me.
“Let me carry one.”
I shook my head. “You’re my girlfriend, and you’re my guest. Besides, with the high altitude, it might be a little tough for you to carry them all the way upstairs...”
She cocked her head. “The altitude?”
“The oxygen pressure is lower up here. It makes you feel a little more out of breath than usual, but the good news is, it should go away in a few days.”
“Huh. I thought that was just something that affected the baking instructions for brownies.”
“No,” I said and shook my head. “It isn’t something that only pertains to the cooking times of brownies, but it might throw a wrench in my plan of having you bake something for me while you’re here.”
She released her grip, letting me carry the suitcases for her, which I considered a small victory.
“With the help of the internet, I’m sure I can still whip something up for you.”
We started up the stairs, and after a few moments, I could hear her panting behind me.
“You alright back there?” I asked from over my shoulder.
“You weren’t kidding. This is intense. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do my morning yoga.”
I grinned.
So she did plan to continue her practice while she was here.
I couldn’t wait to surprise her.
“I think you’ll be okay as long as you take deep breaths and don’t do any strenuous poses.”
“I’m not really doing any strenuous poses yet, but my flexibility and mentality have gotten a lot better.”
“I’ve noticed the shift in your mentality, but I might need a demonstration of your flexibility.” I turned and gave her a corny wink that made her giggle.
