Chapter Seventeen
Jamie
Having decided that I wanted to stay in Heather Bay until I figured out what I was feeling for Will, my first step was to extend my hotel stay.
Unfortunately, this was where everything went wrong.
“I’m sorry,” said the woman behind the desk with a sympathetic smile. “We’re all booked up from Sunday night.”
“Seriously? You haven’t got anything?” I asked, staring at her with disbelief. It was the middle of February in a small town in Yorkshire. How on earth were they full?
“Nothing at all. They’re coming in to start filming that period drama at the Castle, and all our rooms are booked for that.”
“Okay, thanks for checking,” I said, giving her a nod and turning to head back up to my room. I wasn’t going to get irate with her because there wasn’t anything she could do. I just had to hope I’d be able to find somewhere else to stay.
I spent the next hour on my laptop scrolling through countless websites trying to find somewhere in Heather Bay that both had availability and looked half-decent.
But most of the bed and breakfasts were closed for the season, and there were a few places that didn’t really appeal.
I knew I was desperate, but I still had standards, and a room that looked like it had last been decorated in the seventies was not going to meet them.
Although, if I couldn’t find anything else, it might have to do.
I grabbed my phone and opened my message thread with Will, hoping he might have some bright ideas. Since he knew the area well, I was banking on him knowing about some gorgeous secret escape I couldn’t find.
Jamie
I need your help.
Will
What with?
Jamie
What are your limits? =P
Will
For the right person, it goes up to disposing of bodies.
Jamie
Good to know, but this time I need a recommendation. I’m looking at staying in town for a bit longer, but the hotel’s fully booked, and some of the other options are dire. You don’t happen to know of anywhere I can stay? There’s not some cute boutique place nestled away somewhere, is there?
I rolled over on the bed while I waited for his answer, my poor muscles aching as I did. I’d been sore when I’d left the farm earlier in the afternoon, but I hadn’t thought it would last this long. At this rate, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get out of bed in the morning.
Rolling myself off the mattress, I landed with a staggered thump on the floor and headed for the bathroom, hoping a long soak in the bath would soothe some of my aches and pains.
The hotel had left me a little jar of locally made lavender bath salts, and soon the room was filled with scented steam.
I sighed as I stepped into the hot water, easing myself down and stretching out, resting my neck against the back of the bath.
I picked up my phone from where I’d left it and saw Will had messaged me back.
Will
How long did you want to stay? You could come and stay in one of the shepherd’s huts. They’re small, but they’re cosy and nicely done up. They are self-catering, but if you’re that desperate, I’ll feed you.
My heart raced as I stared at his message.
While this wasn’t quite staying with Will, it was as close as I was going to get, and the idea of being able to see him every day outweighed most of the negatives that came with fending for myself.
Especially if Will was offering to help with the catering aspect.
But it did mean I had to work out how long I wanted to stay, and I still didn’t have an answer for that.
I’d been hoping to book the hotel for another two weeks to give myself a chance to figure things out, and then, if necessary, extend it again.
I didn’t have a fixed plan, though, because it all depended on how I felt and how whatever this was with Will panned out.
And I didn’t want to tell him that I was planning to stay indefinitely until I’d made up my mind about what I wanted in life.
Jamie
If you have one free, that would be great. Thanks! Not sure about how long I’m staying - maybe two weeks? Might be longer, though. My room here is booked until tomorrow morning, so can I come up then?
Will
No worries, I’ll send you the link to the booking form when I get back from the pub, and you can choose one. Payment is usually half on booking, half on arrival. Just let me know when you’re coming up.
Jamie
Just bill me for the two weeks now, and I’ll happily contribute towards food bills. Also, still want to go out for dinner at some point? Or maybe we could just do another night at yours?
Will
Yeah, sounds good.
There was a pause. The screen told me he was typing, but it seemed to go for a while like he kept rethinking what he was going to say.
Since he’d mentioned being in the pub, I wondered if he was with his friends again and whether they were all reading his messages over his shoulder.
I hoped at some point I’d get to meet more of them, mostly because I was curious to see if they were all like Spencer.
Will
What about next Sunday? There’s a really nice pub just outside town that does a good Sunday roast if you fancy that. Probably can’t get a table for this week but could go next if you’re still here. It’s not a posh restaurant dinner, but the food is great.
Jamie
That sounds amazing! I can’t remember the last time I had a roast, and I certainly can’t cook one.
Will
I’ll get us a table, then, and I’ll see you tomorrow.
I relaxed back into the bath and let the hot water wash over me. Then I grinned to myself and lifted my phone higher, opening the camera and snapping a few pictures because I was nothing if not a tease, and I couldn’t resist driving Will a little wild.
Jamie
[sent a picture] Just for you, not for your friends ;)
Will
Fuck you, posh boy! I’m in public!
Jamie
*gasp* were you looking at naughty pictures in the middle of the pub, farm boy?
Will
Because you fucking sent me one!
Jamie
Do you want more? I took several. Or do you want me to roll over?
I twisted in the water and pushed my ass into the air.
It was a little awkward to take photos over my shoulder, but I managed to get a couple that showed off my perfect peach, highlighted by the water dripping down it.
I slid back down into the water again, sent the best of them to Will, and waited.
Will
I’m not looking at it.
Jamie
You’re missing out. My ass looks so fucking perfect right now.
Will
I’m in the middle of the fucking pub!
Jamie
So? Go to the toilets or outside. Or better yet, come find me. I miss your dick.
I missed him too, but it would be ridiculous to say that since I’d only seen him a few hours ago. If I focused on the fact that I was tired and horny, I could ignore the aching feeling in my chest that was more than just muscular.
Will
Are you always this needy?
Jamie
Yes, and you love it. Today was a long day. Come here and let me take care of you. I promise to do all the work.
Will
Do you? How? I want details.
Jamie
But I thought you were in the middle of the pub? I can’t possibly send you all those filthy details if someone else could see them =P
Will
You’re a fucking tease.
Jamie
Yes, and?
Will
I’ll be there in twenty. Just got to find an excuse to leave.
Jamie
Make it ten. They’ll all know you’re coming to fuck me anyway.
Grinning to myself, I reached down to palm my slowly hardening cock.
I should probably wash and maybe prep myself, but I was also enjoying lazing in the water and thinking about all the things I wanted to do to Will when he arrived.
I’d been winding him up, so the logical solution would be to draw it out and tease him until he was ready to explode.
But I didn’t know if I had the patience for that because teasing him would also involve teasing myself, and now that I’d realised how horny I was, I just wanted to get off as soon as possible.
The hotel had provided the most gorgeous lavender and honey soap to go along with the bath salts, so I quickly washed myself, then climbed out of the bath to start the rest of my prep.
As much as I loved making Will eat me out, I just wanted him to be able to slide straight inside me as soon as he arrived.
As I walked out of the bathroom to find my lube, my phone flashed with another message.
Will
On my way.
I smirked and climbed onto the bed, kneeling and taking a photo of my front, making sure I got a good shot of my hand wrapped around my erection.
Jamie
[sent a picture] I’m waiting for you.
Grabbing the lube, I squirted some onto my fingers and began to open myself up while teasing my cock. I didn’t take my time or draw it out; this was all business. There was a clock ticking on Will’s arrival, and I wanted to be ready for him.
I was three fingers deep in my ass when there was a knock on the door.
With a grunt I slid my fingers free and climbed off the bed, practically sprinting across the room.
I did a quick double-check through the peephole to make sure it was Will before I accidentally exposed myself to a member of the hotel staff and got arrested for public indecency.
That was not on my bucket list for the evening.
Check done, I pulled the door open to see my gorgeous, rumpled-looking farmer, his expression full of heat and desperation.
“Jamie…” he said, but I didn’t let him finish the sentence before I pulled him inside by the front of his jumper and started kissing him.
Will moaned, his hands wrapping around me as he pulled me against him.
I let out a muffled squeak against his mouth because his hands were colder than a fucking freezer.
“Sorry,” he muttered. “I know my hands are cold.”
“Get naked and get on the bed,” I said, nipping his lip. “You can make it up to me by letting me ride you.”