“Me too. Cum for me, Eddie.”
Milo deepened the kiss, which was enough for Edward’s orgasm to crash into him. He moaned aloud as Milo shouted out his release. When Milo had spent the weekend at his place, it was the first time Edward had seen him truly let go during sex, because they weren’t in some dark room. It was a glorious sight.
He looked down and saw their combined release coating his chest and stomach. Well, Milo’s was on his chest, and his own just made it past his belly button!
“Stay there,” said Milo.
“Yes sir.”
Milo laughed as he got up and went into the bathroom, which was just off the bedroom. It was only a one-bedroom cabin, as that was all Derek needed. He didn’t even have a place set up as an office, because he stayed here to take a break from it all. Derek had always preferred the cold to the heat, so Norway was the obvious place for his holiday home.Milo came back with a warm washcloth. His flaccid, yet still impressive, cock swinging between his legs.
“My eyes are up here, Eddie.”
They both laughed as Milo cleaned Edward up.
“The shower is big enough for two,” said Milo with a smirk.
“If we go in there together, we’ll never eat. You get cleaned up first, and I’ll see what we’ve got. We’ll have plenty of time to try out the acoustics in the shower.”
Milo chuckled before giving him a quick kiss, then he grabbed a towel off the dresser at the end of the bed and walked into the bathroom. Edward wanted to bask in the afterglow of his orgasm, but they both needed to eat something or they’d have no energy for round two.
Edward pulled his underwear and T-shirt back on. The cabin was warm, so he needed nothing else while he sussed out what food they had. Derek had made it clear the cabin would be well stocked, so they could focus on “fucking and talking.” The emphasis had very much been on the latter, but they could talk tomorrow.
He opened the fridge, which was stocked with everything he could think of. They definitely would not go hungry. He wondered what he could make that would be quick for dinner, and that wouldn’t bloat them. He wasn’t missing out on another dicking from Milo.
He closed the fridge, and that’s when he noticed the casserole dish on the side, with a note from Inger welcoming them both and leaving her number in case they needed anything. She’d made lapskaus, which was a hearty stew. Edward had raved about it the last time he was here. Knowing Derek, he’d probably asked Inger to make it for them. That guy forgot nothing. It had meat, potatoes, and root vegetables, and was perfect for what they needed. It just needed warming up, and there were some freshly baked rolls to accompany it– perfect.
By the time Edward had the stew warming in the oven,the bread buttered, and the table set, Milo was out of the shower.
“What smells so good? How did you cook something so quickly?”
“Can’t take the credit. It was the neighbour, Inger. She left it for us.”
He showed Milo the note. He looked at it and smiled.
“How do you know Derek?”
“I used to work with him when I was a lawyer. I became a politician, and he bought The Back Room.”
“What? That massive guy with the beard and tattoos?”
“Yeah. He didn’t look like that when he was a corporate lawyer, but when he divorced his ex-wife, that was his new look.”
“Ex-wife, and he bought The Back Room?”
“He’s got an ex-husband as well.”
Milo laughed. “I used to chat to him when I was leaving. I thought he was just being friendly, but I guess he was checking I wouldn’t fuck you over?”
“I wouldn’t say it that bluntly, but he is protective of me. Like the big brother I never had.”
“I have that with Liam, although we’re the same age, but that doesn’t stop him trying to protect me. There were a few arseholes at uni, and he’s got the whole lumberjack farmer vibe to him.”
“Is he a farmer?”
“No. The thought of cleaning up horse shit would horrify him. His family owns a bakery in Heartwood, but people come from miles away to buy stuff.”
“Is that where you’re supposed to be now?”
