Chapter 40
CHAPTER 40
M ac
“Mac, I can’t accept this.” Levi’s face looks pained as he indicates the car. “It’s too much.”
“Let me be the judge of that,” I reply. “Just get in and drive.”
“I don’t know what to say. Thank you doesn’t seem nearly enough, ever,” he says as he slips into the driving seat. Damn, he looks so good in it. It might be frivolous but his car looks like it’s about to break down permanently and I wanted him to know how much he means to me.
“You don’t have to say anything. Please accept it for the gift it is.” I climb in beside him after stowing the box of biscuits carefully in the boot along with our bags and some groceries I’ve already picked up. “You can show me how you feel later, though,” I say, and receive a toothy smile in response.
He starts it up and we leave the village rapidly.
“Where are we going?” he asks, and I pull out the envelope Wren left me. All it had inside was a set of keys, an address, and the words “ enjoy yourselves, you both deserve it .” I know she’d talked of a cabin she had in Wales, in the Brecon Beacons. She was generously giving us the use of it for two weeks, and I have no doubt she was behind my enforced leave.
I tell Levi and spend several minutes playing with the car’s satnav so it can guide us there.
He grins as we drive along, clearly enjoying himself, which is all I could hope for.
Just over an hour later we turn onto a track that winds through a forest with a sign indicating it leads to Hideaway Cabins. I consult the address again. All we have is the cabin name, but it seems each one has its name at the end of its own driveway, and while we can glimpse each cabin through the trees, they’re all pretty secluded. The name is perfect—Songbird—and when we spot the name we’re looking for, Levi swings the car down the driveway. We don’t notice the cabin at first because all we can see is the stunning view. It stretches out before us, hills and moorland and more forest. The sun is just starting to set and the pinkish orange is starting to bleed into indigo as Levi parks the car next to the cabin, which looks like it’s one with the forest.
I find the keys and open it up, carrying our bags in and the box of groceries. Levi goes exploring while I put the milk in the fridge.
“Two bedrooms, a massive shower, a log burner, and a hot tub on a deck that looks over that view,” he reports when he comes back.
“Sounds perfect.”
“Can I help?” he asks and I pull him close, giving him a soft kiss.
“Everything else can keep. I’ve waited too long for this.” Unlike in his bedroom earlier, I take my time kissing him, sliding my hands down his back and cupping his arse. I can feel how hard he is as he rubs against me. I deepen the kiss, exploring with my tongue, loving how he opens up for me. He pulls back, and the look in his eyes is almost feral.
He starts undoing my jeans and sinks to his knees. Then he releases my cock and licks a stripe up it, which makes me gasp.
“I’m going to show you how much I appreciate that you bought me a car which, unless you stole it, cost a fucking fortunate.” He suddenly looks up at me. “You didn’t steal it, did you?”
“No, I didn't steal it.”
“Good, because I think there shouldn’t be more than one car thief between us. And I’m the one with the experience.” He takes hold of the base of my cock with one hand and licks it again. Then keeping his eyes on mine, he slides his mouth over the end. Fuck that feels good. He bobs his head up and down slowly, going deeper each time until I feel it hit the back of his throat. He still looks up at me, his grey eyes sparkling and his lips stretched around me. He looks so sexy.
I reach down and caress his check. “You’re fucking beautiful, Levi. My sexy kitten.”
He makes a noise that sounds like a purr but vibrates deep in his throat. The effect is electric and my cock twitches. He does it again and I can’t help but move my hips. He stays in place as I pound into his mouth. He takes it all, and as his eyes begin to water I check in with him.
“You okay?”
He smiles round me and nods, then he grabs my arse with his hands, pulling me deeper if that were possible. I flick my hips again and again as his eyes close, and I can feel his laboured breathing through his nose. My balls tighten and my thighs shake as I keep going. I’m not going to last much longer.
“Jesus Levi, you’re sensational,” I pant, and like he already knows me well enough he digs his nails into my arse, the sharp pain pushing me over the edge and I shoot hot cum down his throat. When I come to a stop, I slide out of him, and he takes a few deep breaths. I reach down and gently ease him up onto his feet. I look at him and gently rub my thumbs over his cheeks to dry them.
“Thank you,” I whisper and he smiles. “You okay?”
“Peachy,” he replies and leans against me. After a couple of minutes he leans against the counter, and I realise two things. One is that I still have my jeans round my knees with my dick hanging out, and two, I haven’t even left the kitchen yet. I pull my jeans up and tuck myself back in, and then I fetch us both a beer.
“How about you show me where the biggest bedroom is? And we can make a dent in these.” I pull a large pack of condoms out of the grocery box.
“About those,” Levi says and I pause, waiting for him to continue. “I went to the clinic last week. I wanted to make sure for you, and all came back negative, so we can leave those if you want.”
I toss them back into the box, the thought of going bare nearly making me come already.
“Fuck, that sounds sexy. I regularly get checked and I’m clear too.”
I let him lead me to the bedroom, but once in there I pull him towards me for a tender kiss. I stop and put my beer on the dresser, taking his off him as well. I find my bag on the floor where Levi must have put it earlier, and I find some lube and chuck it on the bed.
“Strip off,” I say, and kicking off my shoes I pull my T-shirt over my head. I turn away to pull off the rest of my clothes, and when I turn back around he’s naked and lying in the middle of the bed, his hand idly stroking his hard cock. That’s a sight I’ll never get tired of, and I pause for a moment to drink in his beauty, marveling at how lucky I am. I kneel between his legs.
“Keep that up, kitten,” I whisper as he goes to remove his hand. I lean down to kiss his chest and the sight of a new tattoo stops me in my tracks.
I sit back to get a proper look.
“Levi?” I whisper. “When did you have this done?”
“A couple of days after you said we needed to stop seeing each other.”
I look at it again, trying to stop the wetness forming on my lashes. The tattoo is right over his heart in a spot that was previously blank. I trace my fingers over the shape. It’s a compass with an intricate outside and compass points. Inside is an M encased in a heart, and written around the inside of the round compass part are the words “All roads lead West.”
“You did this for me?”
“You said I was yours, and then when the bite on my shoulder started to fade I wanted you to know that I am yours. I’m not good with words, I’ve never had to say those words, but this means that however lost I am, I can always find my way back to you.”
“It’s perfect. You’re perfect,” I croak, and I lie down beside him, pulling him towards me, knowing that whilst he didn’t say the words he was telling me he loved me in his own way. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve him, but I’m keeping him. I love him too. I’ve known it for a long time, but like him, I’m not good with words either. I will tell him soon, though. He deserves that.
After a few minutes of allowing me to crush him against me, he pulls his head back and gives me a cheeky grin.
“I got another couple of tattoos. Do you want to see them?”
“Okaaaay.” I wonder what he’s done because I’m only just recovering from the last one.
He flips over to lie on his front and points to the back of his neck. In neat script writing at the base of his neck is “Hellcat.”
I laugh because it’s so typical of him.
“Well, if you have that you must have?—”
He points to the base of his spine and there just above his arse cheeks in the same writing is “Kitten.” The hellcat would be seen whenever he takes his top off, but the placing of kitten, that’s just for me. I love this man so much.
“Don’t you like them?” His voice sounds worried and he starts to turn over to look at me, but I clamp a hand down on his arse keeping him in place.
“I fucking love them,” I growl and move to settle between his legs. I pull him up by his hips until he’s on his knees. “I just want to inspect this one in greater detail.” I lick across the lettering and then wiggle my tongue down his crease, seeking out his hole. His low hum as I find it and run my tongue over his entrance spurs me on. I lap at him until he pushes back and I push into him, sucking and nipping at his pucker while my tongue fucks into him. He grunts and groans and fucking purrs. I want to make him utter those sounds forever. He still pushes back further.
“More, please,” he gasps, and I reach for the lube and coat my fingers. I quickly add a finger, still licking and sucking with my mouth. His neediness is so hot my own cock is aching hard, but I resist the temptation to sink into him and fuck him senseless, adding a second and then a third finger. I twist my fingers and graze across his prostate, feeling him shudder beneath me. I keep working him with my fingers, licking up his crease and back down again while he comes undone before me. He starts shaking and I set alight his bundle of nerves as he starts babbling.
“Oh fuck, Mac, fuck, that is so fucking good. I need to come.”
“Come for me, kitten. Just for me,” I croon. He lets out a low moan and his hole grips my finger tightly as his body tenses, cum hitting the bed. As he relaxes his hold I withdraw my fingers, and even then he almost cries out. I hold his hips and line up with his entrance. He wiggles backwards until the head of my cock breaches him.
“You still want more?”
“Give it to me,” he demands and I slide in. We both grunt with pleasure at the same time. I start thrusting, holding him steady with my hands on his hips.
“So fucking tight, kitten. A perfect fit.” I moan. “I’m not going to last long.”
I place my arm around his chest and sit back on my heels, pulling him up with me, plastering his back against my chest. My other hand wraps round his cock, and with a few smooth strokes he comes again. My own orgasm rips through me and I see stars for a few moments, as I rest my sweat-soaked forehead against his back. I can’t move and neither can Levi, both of us panting into the silence. I look down at the mess on the bedding and on us. We need to get cleaned up.
“Massive shower you say?”
I feel him nod and I slide him off me, then I seek out the shower and turn it on. Levi is barely awake when I return, so I carry him to the shower, gently wash him and dry him, and take him to the second bedroom. I climb in beside him. I’ll deal with the other one in the morning.