“That’s so sweet of you.” I sigh happily.
“I try my best.”
“You don’t have to work too hard for that. You’re the best boyfriend ever already.” I grin.
“I know. I’m the shit.” He fist pumps the air.
“And a humble at that.” I giggle.
“Always.” He kisses my wrist and sneakily takes the last bite of my donut.
“You’ll pay for that when we stop.” I glare at him.
“Are you sure? There’s another box in the trunk.”
“There is?” I ask, hope filling my voice.
“Yes.”
“Spencer, if there’s not, you better run, and run fast.”
“I swear, there is another box.” He smiles at me.
“Alright.” I kiss his cheek and we spend the rest of the drive singing along to the radio to Bernard’s despair. Little furry bastard kept meowing and hissing at us.
Two hours later, we come to a stop in front of a massive cabin with a long deck stretching around it. The area is quite secluded but you don’t have to walk miles to see another cabin as we passed a few on the way which is reassuring. I’d hate to think we’re the only ones around at this time of the year. I’ve definitely seen enough horror movies to know that it’s a bad fucking idea to come to a remote place like this at this time of the year.
Spencer parks under a shelter where there are a couple of spaces for cars.
“What is this place?” I get out of the car, taking my bag and Bernard’s crate with me.
“Valentine’s cabin.” He smiles.
“What?” I look at him shocked.
“When we talked, I mentioned that I wanted to take you somewhere within driving distance because I know you’d never get on a plane and he told me about this place, showed me some pictures and I knew you would love it here.” He shrugs as if it was nothing.
I walk over to him, set Bernard’s crate down and hug his waist. “I love you.”
“I love you,” he whispers in my ear and kisses my head.
“This is amazing and it’s nice of him to let us stay here for a couple of days.”
“It is, wait ‘til you see the inside and the back patio.” He grins and picks up our bags
“Just the front porch is amazing. I can’t even imagine the inside. Who has such a massive cabin in the woods though?” I chuckle.
“Valentine. He said he built it with his father when he was a teenager. Valery wanted a tree house but their parents didn’t approve because she was so accident prone, which reminds me of someone, any-”
“Hey! I’m not accident prone,” I say as I trip up the last step but managed to regain my balance.
“You were saying?” He chuckles.
“Go on with your story.” I groan.
“As I was saying, she was accident prone so they decided to work on a cabin out here, but what started as a simple cabin turned into this massive thing. When Valentine made it big he turned it in a place where you could actually live.”
“I want one!” I chuckle.
“Well, he said we could come whenever we wanted,” he says as he unlocks the front door.
“No, I mean I want one in your backyard, like a little den. That’d be awesome.” I beam.
“Only if you agree to come and live with me again.” He grins sheepishly. “That way I’d have you by my side all the time.”
“And I’d be away from Valentine.” I look at him.
“That too.” He chuckles. “I’m not starting that again. I just don’t like him sleeping a few inches away from you when I live miles away.” He frowns.
“We already had this conversation you big baby, I’m not moving out of my place. At least not until my lease is up.” I shrug.
“And when is that?”
“Eighteen months.”
“What? You seriously expect me to wait eighteen months for you to move back in with me? You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” he mutters the last part.
“No, I’m not. Stop whining or I’ll make it twenty four.”
“Bitch.” He grins.
“Dickhead.” I chuckle.
“I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“That’s not true or you’d be moving in with me when we get back on Wednesday.”
“Spence, I love you, you know that. You’re never getting rid of me so stop freaking out. I’ll move in with you at some point. It’ll be a complete surprise, you’ll just see my stuff in your living room one day and think ‘oh shit, what have I done, why on earth did I ask her to move in with me?’ and guess what?”
“What?” He looks at me confused and amused.
“It’ll be too late. I’ll be there for good and you won’t be able to get rid of me.” I shrug and open the door. My jaw drops when I see the interior. It’s almost too luxurious to be just a cabin in the woods. There’s a massive L shaped couch that rests against the left wall with an old wooden box for a coffee table. The entire place is open plan with the kitchen at the far end of the place and opposite the couch is the TV and a narrow ladder that leads up to a mezzanine with a big mattress and pillows under a skylight window. There’s also a dining room table between the couch and the kitchen.
“I’ll never want to get rid of you.” He smiles and kisses my shoulder whilst wrapping his arms around my waist. “What do you think?”
“I love it, it’s so beautiful. Are we really staying here for four days?”
“Yes.” He smiles and kisses my neck.
“It’s perfect,” I say in awe.
“You haven’t seen the best part yet.” He laces our fingers and leads me to a door at the opposite side of the house by the kitchen and unlocks it. We walk through the door and I see a big hot tub sitting in the corner of a deck that overlooks the lake. This is a picture perfect postcard view with the lake being surrounded by trees whose leaves are turning beautiful shades of orange and red.
“Can we use it?” I grin.
“Yes. We’re definitely taking advantage of this for the next few days.” He kisses my hand.
“We won't be leaving the cabin for the next few days, right?” I kiss him softly.
“Not unless you want to go hiking?” He grins.
“Fuck hiking.” I grumble.
“That’s what I thought.”
“We could take a walk around the lake though, it looks beautiful.” I smile.
“Sounds like a good idea. We should get that out of the way so I can have you naked in my arms for the rest of our time here.” He chuckles and leads me back inside.
“Is getting me naked the sole reason you brought me here?” I question, raising my eyebrow.
“No, but this is an amazing place to be naked.” He chuckles and shrugs.
We quickly unpack the little Spencer did pack which mainly consists of food to last us for a couple of days, toiletries and minimum clothing, just a couple of sweatpants, shirts and underwear.
It’s going to be amazing spending time with just him, no cellphone, no Internet, no outside distractions. Just me and Spencer in our own little bubble.
We spend the next four hours walking once around the lake and I’m exhausted. Who knew it’d be so big. I’m going to be sore tomorrow. I’m so not used to this much exercise and fresh air. Spencer, however, is in outdoors workout heaven. I’m currently sprawled on the big couch watching him fix us some food. I don’t care what he makes as long as it’s edible, I’m starving.
I’m dozing off to the soft sound of music playing from my phone when I feel something sit on my back.
“Bernard, get off.” I chuckle.
“I sent him to wake you up. Food is ready.” Spencer’s voice becomes louder as he walks closer to me.
“How long did I sleep?” I yawn rubbing my eyes.
“Not long, just a couple of minutes.” He kisses my head and picks up Bernard who was starting to get comfy on me.
“That’s not too bad then.” I get up and walk to the table
to see that he’s dimmed the lights and lit some candles.
“I thought a romantic candle lit dinner would be the perfect way to end the first day.” He smiles, looking almost shy.
“Are you trying to seduce me?” I grin.
“Yes, is it working?” He kisses my neck.
“Maybe…” I sit down in one of the chairs.
“Good.” He chuckles. “I can't cook you a proper meal here to really woo you, didn't think of bringing the right ingredients, but I figured you’d enjoy mushroom ravioli in a basil and tomato sauce just as much.” He brings over two plates to the dining room table and a little dish with grated cheese on.
“You thought of everything.” I smile.
“I tried. I had to keep it simple and bring food that wouldn’t spoil in the car.” He shrugs.
“You did good.” I smile and take a bite of one of the ravioli and moan in pleasure. “This is so freaking good.” I sigh happily.
“Glad you enjoy it.” He smiles and starts eating. For some reason, he looks quite nervous.
“What’s making you nervous?” I rub the hand that’s resting on the table near me.
“Nothing.” He looks at me.
“I know you.” I chuckle.
“Just wondering how this night will end…” He grins sheepishly.
“Oh god, here comes the Spencer I know, I wondered where he was.” I chuckle.
“I’m just nervous. I don’t know if you want to and if you do how it will go.” He shrugs.
“Of course I want to,” I reply.
“You do?” he asks surprised.
“Yes, don’t sound so surprised.” I chuckle.
“Sorry, I just thought you’d make me wait forever.”
“I could…but then I’d be punishing myself too.”
“That’s true.” He smiles and leans over to kiss me. “Let’s not focus just on that right now, let’s enjoy our evening and we’ll see how things go.” He kisses me again and I nod, but now I can’t help thinking about it.
We eat the rest of our food in a comfortable silence, not because we don’t have anything to say, but because we don’t feel the need to fill every silence with chatter. I love these quiet moments.
After dinner we decided to relax in the hot tub for a bit, which was lovely until we had to run back inside in the cold air because we forgot the towels. We took a shower to warm up before jumping into bed in our bathrobes, cuddling each other to keep us warm.
Spencer leans over me, smiling as he lowers his beautiful face closer to mine before capturing my lips in a deep and passionate kiss. He caresses my chest and ribs, making sure to tease my now exposed nipples with his thumb. He pauses for a second to look at me, his gaze is filled with such intensity and passion that I'm about ready to self-combust. My heart is pounding, my skin breaks out in goosebumps and I’m breathing shallowly. Both from the feeling of having his soft warm hands over my naked body and in anticipation of what’s to come.
He maneuvers himself so he’s lying on top of me and starts to grind on me. His hard length rubs against my sensitive spot, awakening all my senses with one move. He slowly unties both of our robes, helping me get out of mine before sitting on his heels to remove his. I take in his perfectly sculpted body and feel suddenly shy being this exposed to him. I try to close my legs, but he shakes his head and resumes his position.
He smiles at me and kisses me deeply, caressing my tongue with his. He slowly inches his body down and kisses a trail down my neck to my boobs. He slowly swirls his tongue over my taut nipples, making me arch my back in pleasure.
“Now, Spencer. I can’t take this teasing any longer.” I moan as he slips his hand between my legs, circling my clit with his thumb.
“I can feel that.” He smirks at him and grabs a condom from the bedside table before rolling it over his impressive length.
“Don’t be a dick now.” I glare at him and he just smirks at me as he teases me with the tip of his cock. I lift my hips, trying to get a better angle and to stop this teasing, but he pulls away from me completely.
“Patience.” He leans over to whisper against my lips before capturing my mouth again. He holds his weight on his forearms and keeps passionately kissing me, all the while rubbing he length of his cock along my slit. I pull him closer to me and wrap my legs around his waist. Just as I’m about to say something, he thrusts into me inch by slow inch. Each movement sends a shiver through my body. You know how they say that the first time you have sex with The One you'll see and feel fireworks? That's exactly how I'm feeling right now. The world could end now and I wouldn't care. This is the happiest I’ve ever been, not because Spencer and I are finally having sex, but because this is real, it feels incredible. We were always supposed to be together. The wait only made it better.
“Are you alright?” he asks in a whisper, bringing me back to reality.
“More than.” I smile at him.
“You’re crying.” He wipes my tears away with his thumb.
“I’m good, I’ve just never felt better,” I tell him and kiss him deeply. He slowly starts to move, pulling out before thrusting back in slowly, giving me time to adjust. I never want this moment to end. I feel full, not because he’s inside of me, well that too, but you know, I feel complete.
He places soft and gentle kisses on my lips, never breaking eye contact. His picks up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper, his kisses getting more passionate with the need we both feel. I scratch my nails down his back and grab his firm ass. He starts to move faster.
“I’m close, Love,” he whispers against my lips.
“Me too,” I whisper back, lost in this perfect moment.
He seals our lips into another scorching kiss as he thrusts even harder and faster, bringing the both of us over the edge. We moan with pure unadulterated pleasure as we find our release. I feel like I’ve just died and gone to heaven. My body feels light, my mind is floating in happiness and these waves of pleasure keep coming, making me dizzy with desire.
We stay connected for what seems like forever. But all too soon to my liking, he pulls out and I whimper at the sudden loss.
“I know, Love.” He sighs and kisses me softly. “I’ll be right back.” He takes off the condoms and ties a knot before throwing it in the trashcan by the stairs. He disappears in the ensuite bathroom and comes back a few seconds later, with a warm wet cloth and proceeds to gently clean me.
“I love you.”
“And I love you.” He smiles at me lovingly before climbing back into bed next to me and cuddling me under the covers.
CHAPTER 23
Four Days Later
I jump out of Spencer’s car as he drops me off at work. I round his car and lean in through the window.
“Thanks, Love.” I smile and kiss him through his car window.
“My pleasure.” He kisses me back. “I’ll be back in two days.” He pouts.
“Okay.” I smile as he pecks my lips over and over.
“I don’t want to let you go.” He chuckles.
“Neither do I, but some of us have a desk job and can’t go frolicking in the woods taking pictures.” I glare at him
“You love your job.” He smiles.
“I do.”
“Good luck with work.” He winks. “And don’t forget to think about moving in with me.”
“You’re lucky I don’t want to ruin my manicure or I'd slap that smug look off your face.”
“Oh I know, why do you think I'm still in the car?”
“Cocky bastard.”
“I don’t care, you love me the way I am. Now, go before you’re late.” He gets out of the car and kisses me hard, leaving me all hot and bothered and breathless. “Go on.” He chuckles.
“You’re a dick.”
“Already missing it, huh?” He waggles his eyebrows.
“I can’t hear you.” I shout and wave at him as I walk into the building. He blows me a kiss and drives off. After spending four days alone with him, it’s g
oing to be tough not seeing him for two days. He’s going on a trip with his course and, whilst I’m not going to be one of those clingy girlfriends, I am going to miss him.
I walk into the office and smile when I see my co-workers. I actually missed them whilst I was away. Even though my job is stressful and tiring at times, I love it and love the people I work with.
“Someone looks well rested and well fucked,” Matt greets me cheerfully.
“Yes, and yes.” I grin and greet them all before sitting down at my desk.
“I'm shocked!”
“Really?” I grin.
“Yeah, didn’t think you’d be this open about it.” Matt shrugs.
“There’s no point hiding it.” I smile and take off my jacket. “Thanks for helping out with the boss for my time off.” I smile.
“My pleasure, you deserved it.” Matt winks. “I want to know every single little detail.” He chuckles.
“Can’t it wait ‘til lunch? I have three days' worth of work to catch up on first.” I give him my puppy eyes look.
“Alright, but at lunch you’re mine.” He grins and I nod as I fire up my computer.
I dive straight into work, replying to a bunch of work related emails, scheduling a few appointments for interviews with models, an opera singer and a film director. I also email Spencer about a couple of photoshoots that need to be done for the upcoming articles so he can schedule them in. I'm reading over the final version of my interview with Untamed Shadows when Matt exclaims, “Lunch Time!” scaring me half to death.
“Are you crazy?” I ask him appalled.
“Yes. You hadn’t noticed?” he asks and chuckles like a mad man.
“Well, yes, but you almost gave me a heart attack.”
“Sorry.” He kisses my head and wheels me away from my desk.
“I forgive you but don’t do it again.” I smile and grab my jacket and bag.
Matt, Alicia and I walk to our usual hang out spot, the sushi bar. Alicia and I are walking by Matt’s side, each of us holding onto his arm. He’s in heaven.
“I’m gay and I have my own harem. I win at life!” he exclaims happily, walking with us proudly.
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