Carter knows best

Brian was ecstatic that Carter was back on his feet. However he'd been mistaken if he thought that Carter's recovery would see him take a step back in the business side of operations. Brian's mistake had been that he'd shown he was competent, and even had a head for business. At the moment they were both in the office and Brian's jaw hung in shock. It wasn't often he was shocked but now, here this was one of them. "You want me to work with you?"

Carter nodded liking the idea more and more, "Yea' you showed your hand too early princess. It's clear that you are not just a pretty face - you can earn your keep."

Brian pouted, laying back in a tempting sprawl, more a slouch, but still looking ridiculously attractive. "Is it cuz of Rameriz?"

Carter snorted as Brian was unaware just how impressive his handling of the difficult drug cartel leader had been. It was even more impressive as the last phone call Carter had fielded; Ramirez had said that he liked Brian and his fire. Carter thought it ironic given that many would describe Brian using adjectives involving ice.

It was clear to Carter that just like he'd hoped, he and Brian fit together in many ways. In fact there were many advantages to having a lover who was also an ex-cop. Like at the moment, Brian had just finished saying what a bad idea the deal was he was about to go on was. Carter was smart enough to listen, "So why is it a bad idea?"

Brian popped one of the fresh strawberries in his mouth, "Well dearie it has the hall markings of the stings we used to run in undercover operations."

Carter wasn't arrogant enough to ignore his advice, but the question was how to respond. Oh he knew exactly how to respond. An evil grin spread across his features. "I want you to go to the meet in my place, blend and see who falls out of the woodwork."

Brian's grin was devilish; it was pleasing to be able to have some fun. Reluctant to leave Carter, but excited at the chance to have a bit of fun, he sauntered over to Carter, placing a long lingering kiss so that neither would forget.

Carter shook his head at his impish lover. He was hiding the smirk until Brian left although it was really hard. He waited until he heard the tires squealing. As soon as he was sure that Brian wasn't around, he picked up his cell and rang the number for the local point man. He wanted to check up on his gift for Brian - a car, which he commissioned to be built by the garage owner Tej Parker.

To say that Tej had been a little shocked by the commission was an understatement. He almost lost his afro when he realised that Verone had commissioned the car for his lover Bullet. There were rumours floating around that one racer had caught his eye so much that he was gracing his bed. Most accused Brian, even though he didn't know his name, mainly because not only was he the best racer, but the most gorgeous too. Personally, Tej's opinion was that it was a union that Miami was ill prepared for.

However his main concern right now was to reassure the crime lord, "The Skyline will be ready for his birthday."

Carter was pleased, "And a race will be organised?"

"Of course." Tej was more than happy to make more money and appease a crime boss at the same time. It really was a win-win as far as he was concerned; and let us not forget the entertainment factor when the other jealous drivers realise just what Verone is to Brian. Hell, he might have Suki make popcorn.

Carter looked in the safe at the other two gifts he'd bought Brian. They were not traditional but if there was one thing he was determined to do and that was to see him safe. The gun was a custom 1911 made entirely of ceramics - very expensive, but at the same time impervious to detection methods. The gun had a matching knife so that Brian would never be caught short. Whilst nothing official had been said about them - people were starting to discuss the couple, and as Carter had already been attacked it was not an unsensible precaution - of course the real present was the Skyline.

The day of Brian's birthday arrived and Carter awoke first. Glancing over he looked at his lover. He loved the way the black silk had moulded to the curve of his backside. He shifted over and placed a row of kisses from the top of Brian's tanned spine down. His grin could be felt when Brian slowly awoke and pushed back against the kisses. Brian mumbled, "Morning."

Carter flipped him over so that he could get to the gorgeous cock that was thickening with each teasing kiss and nip. He teased Brian's balls, as he sucked his cock.

Brian arched up off the bed, suddenly wide awake - arousal coursing through his veins. "Fuck me."

Carter snorted as he pulled off with a lewd pop. "In time," he started to run his finger along the thick vein, causing Brian to buck up. "We have all the time."

Brian groaned as he threw his head back in frustration, shaking it from side to side. He whimpered when Carter sucked him back down, but he was overloaded when two of Carter's slick fingers found their way to his passage.

He was still loose from the night before and he didn't want slow and languorous - he wanted Carter to fuck him through their mattress. "No teasing ... fuck me."

Carter looked at Brian writhing and begging, and he couldn't deny his lover anything. It wouldn't be fair on his birthday - he added a third finger. He paused when Brian squeezed his inner muscles it was like being squeezed by tight heat. Brian wanted more than Carter's fingers though, "Want your cock in me."

Carter chuckled as he withdrew his fingers and quickly lined his own cock up and thrust deep inside. Brian groaned as he felt Carter thrust deep inside him. He whined when Carter went balls deep inside him. He whimpered as Carter withdrew nearly the whole way, leaving him with a sense of emptiness - before snapping his hips right back. It was perfect, and Brian verbalised it, "Yeah ... Right there."

Carter loved how free Brian was in bed. He was nothing like the ice man he portrayed, but Carter did not mind that. He was possessive enough to appreciate that he was the only one who really got to see Brian like this. He could not hold back, he set a quick pace - one that Brian matched.

They were in sync, body, mind and soul. They moved as one and Carter relished each moan, whimper and whine he pulled from his lover. On the other hand, to Brian it felt like he was riding a storm. He held on and felt their climax reach ever closer, "Let me come."

Carter bit his lip, "Come for me now."

Brian was more than happy to follow that command. When he came back to himself Carter was kissing his stomach, "Happy Birthday. Now let's go shower and then I can give you your gifts."

When Brian stepped out the shower he had his first gift it was a key chain - but the key was deliberately generic. Carter is almost bouncing with excitement in his own contained way. Brian was sure everyone else would miss Carter's excitement, but not Brian. He closed his eyes with complete trust as Carter wanted it to be a surprise. He teased, "Is it a Bentley?"

Brian had to ask as he was well aware that Carter was looking for a new car and he had his eye on the Bentley Continental. Carter snorted, "Now that would not be a gift for you."

Brian wouldn't lie he was intrigued about what the car look like. He walked the steps to the garage with ease as they were now familiar to him. he stood stock still waiting for Carter to remove the blindfold. And when he did, Brian didn't even bother to hide his gasp. Without thinking about it he was turning around and kissing the hell out of Carter. "Fuck it's amazing."

Carter's pleased smirk spoke volumes; he was glad that his gift was so well received. And that was not the only gift, Brian saw the ceramic 1911 and matching knife. "Wow, they are pretty."

Carter shook his head; it was just like Brian to reduce them down to 'pretty items'. Then again Carter watched Brian expertly check and then sheath the weapons upon him. And as per usual the weapons were not immediately obvious - it was kind of hot.

Carter let Brian in on the second part of the gift, "We need to test it ... You'll race it tonight."

Brian was listening to everything that his lover said even as he was running his hands upon down the body of the car. Hearing the bit about the race though had his ears prick up. He adored all of his presents - as they showed serious care and thought. He surged forward, lips pressing against Carter's in what was becoming a comfortably familiar way. He was really beginning to fall for the charming bastard in a big way.

Carter was determined to show Brian just how much he cared. He set out the whole afternoon to make sure that it was tailored to Brian. First there was a drive to the racetrack of their first date - only this time he'd rented out the track so that Brian could test his new car out. When they went out to a meal, it wasn't to a fancy a restaurant - it was to a little restaurant in the bay..

Brian was amazed and made sure to show Carter. He couldn't believe that anyone would go that much trouble for him as he'd never had anyone do that in his life really. It finally struck him that Carter really truly cared, maybe even loved him. It was funny that thought wasn't as scary as it should be - he was close to saying those words himself.

Brian was driving on Carter's directions leaving the purr of the engine and what it could achieve. It was a beautiful machine even if it was a rice rocket and not American muscle. When he pulled onto the last street, he started laughing in disbelief. "You organised a race?"

Carter shrugged, pulling him into a kiss that almost made him forget about racing. "I did."

Brian grinned as he slid out of the car, revelling in the gasps as they saw Carter slip out of the side door. He saw the look Dodger was giving him but when your other half is the number one crime lord in the area, with a known cruel streak it somewhat cut on homophobic crap. He listened as words ran through the crowd, He caught the ones saying, 'devil and bullet,' and others like unholy union.

He said nothing the time for talk was over. He was here to race and then he wanted to finish the day as he started it - with Carter. It was pretty much the perfect day for him, and he intended just to beat his rival Dodger but grind him to ground. It was the only way to repay such a gift. Tej was quieting the crowds, as all respected the organiser. Brian laughed when Carter lazily chucked the buy in to Tej - just to make sure everyone was certain exactly whose corner he was in.

Dodger sneered, "You need your sugar daddy to give you money now Bullet?

Brian rolled his eyes at such a blatant attempt at unsettling an opponent, "Nah he just likes to bet on a winner." Also given the way Carter was looking at him, he should be grateful that there were no rats in the near vicinity.

Tej seeing a potential flare up, "Okay people. Let's go there is money to be won."

Brian turned around to Crater blowing him a kiss as he slid back into the car. His mind emptied of everything but the race and concrete in front of him. He loved the street racing in Miami as it was much more a test of driving than a quarter mile drag race. Dodger was always one to finish early and too cowardly on overtaking situation. Within a minute Brian was practically a block ahead which was unusual for a street race. He knew why, he was showing off for Carter.

The race ended with Brian racing over the finish line uncontested, and Brian not giving a shit about the crowd jumped out onto Carter.

Carter had no problem with having a lapful of Brian. In fact, he was more than happy to take advantage of the situation. Nipping at Brian's bottom lip, he waited for the gasp before seeking out his tongue. He was sending a message to Miami - stay the fuck away from his man.

The problem is that rumours start this way and maybe competitors hear that Carter has a weakness. Brian would be fending off more than one attack in the near future.