We finally return to the shop and tell Levi’s family goodbye before we go to the truck. Dasher sits between us, staring out the window. On the way out, we pass a horse pulling a sleigh full of people, and the driver waves at Levi, who returns the gesture.
Levi spends hours driving me around the farm, showing me the different areas of operation. I’m amazed by how much goes into this between planting and harvesting. He shows me his parents' house and points out which window was his room growing up, then takes me to his sister's. A lot of employees live on the property as well.
“I can’t believe how large the place is.” I take countless pictures of the scenic views so I can send them to my boss and show Taryn.
“Sometimes, I can’t either,” he admits.
Once I’ve seen most of it, we head back to his cabin. My stomach growls so loud, he hears it.
“Should we get a pizza? They have gluten-free. And we’ll do beef. No pepperoni.”
I nod. “Works for me.”
He pulls his cell phone from his pocket and places an order. We pass his driveway, and I realize we’re driving toward town. He parks in front of a pub on the corner of Main Street. “I’ll be right back. Unless you want to tag along?”
I chuckle because he knows damn well I’m staying in the heated truck. “I’ll stay and keep Dasher company.”
He smiles, then quickly walks toward the building. Five minutes later, he returns with an extra-large box. I take it from him, not minding the warmth of it on my lap as we drive back.
Once we’re inside, I set the pizza on the counter, and Levi grabs us plates.
I put a few slices on mine and so does he.
“Mm,” I moan around a large bite. “This is so good.”
He nods. “Yeah, I’ve never tried this crust, but it’s not bad at all. They make really great hot wings too. It’s the closest thing we have to fast food.”
Levi snags a fourth piece, and I grab another too. Dasher stays at my feet as if he’s hoping the cheese will slide off the top and land in front of him.
“Thanks again for showing me around today. It was fun learning about what you and your family do.”
“You’re welcome. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. Showing you around is a welcomed distraction.”
“I’m looking forward to getting to know your mom and sister more. They seem sweet and down to earth.”
“They are. Most everyone is, though. We’re a community and look out for one another.”
I nod, seeing it as a small-town perk.
After we finish eating, he kicks off his boots, then sits on the couch. As he reaches for the remote, I speak up.
“Do you mind if I use your tub?”
“As if you need to ask. You basically live here,” he teases, flipping through the channels.
“Ha ha. Well, just making sure you don’t plan on barging in naked again.”
“I mean, I can make that happen for ya,” he tells me as I go upstairs to grab my things. I draw the water as I undress, then step in, sinking under the warmth.
With my eyes closed, I allow my imagination to wander as I envision Levi’s lips nibbling on my ear and neck. My hand slides between my thighs as my body begs for a release. When I touch my swollen bud, I moan in anticipation. My pussy clenches as I insert one finger inside. As much as I want his touch, I know I’m terrible at choosing men. The last thing I need is to get my heart broken again, which would be inevitable since we live thousands of miles apart. I can’t deny how things have changed between us since I first arrived.
I move back to my clit, which grows sensitive with each circle I make. I steady my pace, wishing his mouth and tongue were all over me as he breaks me with his huge cock. My erratic breathing fills the bathroom as I greedily race to the finish line.
“Fuck,” I murmur as I climb closer to the edge, wishing I could feel his hot breath between my thighs as he devours my pussy.Oh God. I want him to talk dirty to me in his rough growly voice and wrap my hair tightly around his fist. A long moan echoes off the wall as I lose myself. As I come, I insert two fingers to ride out the wave.
Levi gets me so fucking worked up that I greedily want another. No man has ever captured my attention so quickly. I know we have nothing in common, but they say opposites attract. There’s something sexy about the way he looks at me—as if he wants to trace every inch of my skin with his tongue and teeth. It makes me wonder if our chemistry would ever be enough for something more. He hasn’t even kissed me, and my skin burns whenever he touches me.
I move back to my clit, teasing myself for this one. With my free hand, I pinch my nipple and tug on it, enjoying the pain mixed with pleasure. I almost wish he knew what he does to me and how wild he drives me. I groan, feeling the build come alive once again. I slide deeper into the tub, spreading my legs wider as I finger fuck myself to oblivion. My breasts rise and fall as I nearly gasp out his name in satisfaction.