Itâs been so long, since Iâve had a relaxing, lazy day. Axel has barely let me move, claiming he wants to take care of me. He fixed breakfast and lunch, and now, weâre lazing on the couch.
âYou asked about my family earlier. What about yours?â I snuggle closer to him under a blanket.
This is one of my favorite things to do with him. He doesnât sit still for long, so when I can get him to cuddle and simply hold me, I take full advantage of it.
âI was adopted. My parents were good people, and they adopted me later in life, after trying for so long to have a child of their own. They taught me everything about living off the land and were one of those couples that were just meant to be parents. When they adopted me as a baby, they were already in their late forties. They have since passed on.â
âOh, Axel. Iâm so sorry. Have you ever wanted to find your birth parents?â
âI did find them right after my parents died, and before I moved out here. Theyâre still druggies who didnât care about anything, but their next fix. Didnât even remember having a kid. I donât want any part of that, so I walked away and used the money my parents left me to buy this land. Then, I used the skills they taught me to live here.â
âMy big, rugged mountain man,â I murmur against his skin, as I kiss his chest.
Iâd have loved to meet his parents. To get to know the couple that shaped this amazing man Iâm falling for. I always dreamed of one day having in-laws, another set of parents. But that doesnât seem as essential anymore, and certainly not as important as who is standing by my side. I want that to be Axel.
Iâve never had sex on a couch before, but I have to admit Iâm a fan after today. Even though I know how much he loves being in control, he fights that for me. Itâs not often, but when he gives it over, I relish every minute of it. Maybe, itâs the thought of having control over this big man, which excites me.
So, when he pulls me into his lap and has me straddle him, I soak up the control heâs giving me. I try to drag it out for both of us, but heâs just as needy as I am, and very quickly, his pants are gone and so is my shirt.
Seeing him sitting naked on the couch, hard and ready for me, is all it takes to scratch any notion of taking it slow, and it goes out of the window. Straddling him, I slide my wet pussy down onto his hard, throbbing cock, and both of us moan at the pleasure.
âLittle One, how are you still so tight?â He groans as he uses my hips to control the speed.
I donât answer him. Not that I can, because my mind is short circuiting at how perfectly he fills me, and how much I love every inch of him.
When our eyes lock, itâs like time stands still. Every movement we make is to draw us closer to our shared orgasm, but at this moment, itâs also a way to show our feelings towards each other. Itâs how we are claiming each other.
No dirty words or fancy moves. Just us, raw and real together, and the orgasm that follows is strong and powerful, unlike anything Iâve ever felt. I collapse onto him, as I try to catch my breath, and when I open my eyes, Iâm right there in his arms, still on the couch.
Lying in his arms after sex is one of my favorite things in the world. Being skin-to-skin, hearing his heart race, knowing itâs racing, because of me is comforting. These moments are when I get the unguarded Axel. I can trace my hand over every inch of him, and he doesnât try to stop me. Itâs like getting keys to the castle and being allowed to peek behind the locked doors.
Iâm thinking over the last few days, and how much I have loved being out here. How perfect it all feels, and I donât want it to end. Then, I remember what Axel said about how he likes to go hunting after it rains.
âWhen can we go hunting again?â I ask.
He laughs. A full carefree laugh and I swear itâs the best sound in the world.
âYou took to it so well. Better than I ever expected,â he grins at me.
âIt was a rush.â
âWell, if we can finish up the jerky from the last deer, then we can go tomorrow, weather pending.â
âTomorrow is also one week since we checked the road.â
âIt is, but after the rain today, I donât think the road will be clear. We should give it a few more days before we check it again.â
Though I wish we could make a run into town, at the very least for some clothes for me, but I donât say anything. Mostly, because I donât want him to have any reason to think I donât want to be here. But I should have known My Giant can read my mind. He has a way of doing it that Iâll never understand, but am grateful for.
âHow about while you make dinner, Iâll go check on the road? The rain should have stopped by then.â
I smile big for him. âThank you.â
We spend the afternoon finishing the jerky and talking. Everything from books and TV shows, growing up, and anything in between, we cover. He tells me about some of his hunting trips up here in the mountains, and I tell him about going fishing with my dad.
The rain stopped hours ago, so like we agreed after we finish the jerky, I start dinner, and he goes to check the road. He promises not to be gone long, and I promise not to leave the house. Though, I can tell him leaving me here alone is making him nervous, but if Iâm going to live out here, we both have to get used to it.
I donât like being without him any more than he likes leaving me alone, but being attached at the hip isnât practical. Especially, out here, when it makes more sense for me to stay at the cabin and take care of things here, like tonight.
Focusing on cooking dinner and on browning the meat, Iâm startled when thereâs a crackle coming from his desk. I think I have to be imagining it, so I ignore it, until a voice fills the cabin, causing me to jump, thinking someone walked in on me.
âAxel, you there?â
A quick glance around the open space shows Iâm still alone, and I donât recognize this voice. Then, I remember the radio he told me about on his desk. That has to be it.
Slowly walking to the desk, I take a look. Since I donât know how to use it, or even what to say, so I figure itâs best to let it be. Not that I would even know how to explain why Iâm answering the radio, instead of Axel, so I remain silent. Itâs another few minutes before the voice speaks again.
Once again, I think about answering, but I can only imagine what his friend would think, if a girl he doesnât know answered, instead of Axel. No, itâs best to wait for Axel to return. If it was an emergency, heâd say so, right?
âAxel, Iâm checking on you, you there?â
Then silence. Well, at least itâs not an emergency, so I go back to cooking, and a few minutes later, loud beeps fill the cabin, and a red light starts flashing on his desk.
Shaking my head, I still have a lot to learn, and I want, too. But the longer Iâm here, the more I canât imagine my life anywhere else.
As Axel walks back into the cabin, Iâm just getting the food in the oven.
âThe road is still not passable, but it is better than when we were last there.â He says as he takes off his boots.
âYour desk was making sounds.â I nod over there with a smile.
âThe beep and red light means I have a message. Itâs kind of like a pager, letting me know I missed Phoenix when he tried to reach me. Come here, Little One. You need to know how to work the radio.â
He pulls me onto his lap and shows me how to use the radio to call Phoenix.
âPhoenix, itâs Axel. You there?â
He kisses the top of my head, as we wait. We donât have to wait long.
âAxel? Iâm here. You okay?â
âIâm good. I was checking on the road. Itâs still flooded.â
âI figured it would be after the rain today, but I wanted to see if you need anything since I can get to town.â
Axel looks at me and shakes his head with a smile on his face. âWhat size clothes do you need, Little One?â
Though I can live perfectly fine out here as we are now, but a few more clothes that fit for hunting and all wonât hurt.
I rattle off my size, and he nods.
âI actually could use some womenâs clothes.â
Thereâs a longer than normal pause. I smile, imagining the look on his friendâs face, and what I wouldnât give to see it right now. I bite my lip to hide the giggles that threaten to take over.
âCome again?â
âItâs a long story, and Iâll share when we meet in town, but Iâm not alone.â He reels off a few items and my size.
âOkay, Iâll get into town tomorrow. The other guys are doing good as well. When Iâm back from town, Iâll radio you.â
Nice and simple. Heâs satisfied Axel will tell him when he sees him next and doesnât push him further than he wants to go and just accepts it. I wonder if Axel knows how rare friends like that are today.
âRoger that.â
âHow is he going to get them to you?â I ask as Axel hangs up the radio receiver.
âWe will meet where the road is flooded and have a pulley system we attach to our trucks.â
He resets the box that was flashing to let him know he missed Phoenixâs call and shows me how to do it as well.
âEveryone I know would have badgered you with so many questions right then and there, but he just accepted youâll tell him later. He must be a good friend.â
âHe is. All the guys are like that, though I donât doubt for one minute, the next time Phoenix talks to the other guys, heâll tell them I have a woman up here in my cabin. They gossip, but they wonât push me further than Iâm willing to go either.â
I get up to go check on dinner, and he follows me into the kitchen.
âIâve been wanting to know how you have power out here,â I ask him the questions I had, as my mind wandered, while he was gone.
Thereâs still so much to learn about how he lives out here, and I want to know all of it.
âI have some solar on the house, but all the heating is done from wood.â
As I turn on the water to wash the dishes, I canât get any hot water.
âSpeaking of heating, is the hot water heater working?â
âLet me check it.â He gets up and disappears down the hallway.