I've Been Waiting For You

Chapter 87

"Thanks again everyone for the wonderful dinner." Mrs. Graves said, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "It was a pleasure meeting you and thank you for protecting my son."

"He's stuck with us for life." Rayne said raising her glass at Markus.

"We really appreciate it. But, Melina and I are going to call it a night." His dad walked over and gave him a hug.

"Goodnight, dad." His dad patted his back then stepped back, giving his mom room to hug him.

"I'll see you in the morning." She kissed him on both cheeks. Then turned to Mitchell to give him a hug as well.

"Goodnight, mom."

  His parents waved goodnight as they headed inside the house. Markus pulled Mitchell to the side.

"Do you want to go to the spot tonight?"

"I would love to."

"Great, let's go."

"Just the two of us?"

"Yeah...but if you don't want to, we can invite the others."

  Mitchell's face split into a wide smile as he shook his head. "Nah. It's still early. We can go alone."

"Good."

"And where are you both sneaking off to?" Susan asked.

"Out for a bit."

"I'm taking him to my spot." Markus told her.

  Susan eyes drifted from Mitchell's to his but she just smiled at him instead of voicing her thoughts. "Enjoy your swim."

"We will." He took ahold of Mitchell's hand, pulling him inside the house, through the living-room and out the door.

  Outside the house, they strode towards his car.

"I'm surprised she didn't try to stop us." Mitchell said opening the door.

"Why would she stop us?" This needs to be done before my birthday tomorrow.

  Markus started the engine, backed from the driveway. He drove pass the gates, heading in the direction of the beach. He switched on his Playlist, and the smooth voice of Fiona Apple 'Slow like honey' played from the speakers.

"You have a very unique taste when it comes to music." Mitchell leaned back with his eyes closed, head swaying to the music. "I've never heard this song before."

"Do you like it?"

"I do. It's soothing."

  The night was calm and fresh, smelling of honeysuckle and pulsing with the sounds of crickets. They were silent for a few seconds, listening to the song.

"The night always seems different."

"How do you mean?"

  The sounds of the crickets had faded away leaving the night in an unnatural state.

"The scenery still looks different at night."

  Markus looked outside for a moment while he tapped his fingers to the song. "How does it make you feel?"

"It makes me want to embrace it."

  Markus spotted the familiar lamp post and turned the vehicle onto the dirt road. He drove slowly for a couple of minutes before pulling to a stop. He killed the engine and removed the keys. He grabbed the blanket and flashlight from the backseat.

"Let's go."

  With their hands clasped, he led Mitchell down the path to the beach, using the flashlight.

  The closer they got to the beach, he could hear the sound of waves crashing against the shore. The path opened, the moonlight shining on the surface of the water.

"It's still beautiful as ever."

  Markus had to agree with him. It always amazes him how beautiful this section of paradise was.

"Is it the same place as last time?"

"No, it's not."

  Markus turned right, leading him to a secluded cove. Mitchell was standing with his back to him, admiring the view.

  He stripped out of his clothes then trotted over to Mitchell. He put his arms around his waist, pulling him against his naked body.

"Why don't you take your clothes off?"

  Mitchell twisted in his arms and clasped his hand behind his back. He leaned up to kiss him on his mouth before escaping his hold. Mitchell didn't back down. With a lustily smile, Mitchell took off his clothes until he was standing completely naked.

"Can we swim in it?"

"Sure. It's safe."

  Mitchell dove into the cool sparkling water. He resurfaced two seconds later with a laugh. "It's nice and cool. Why don't you join me?"

  Markus joined him, swimming towards him. He plastered his body flush against Mitchell's back and wrapped his arms around him.

"This feels so nice. Mitchell, turn around." When Mitchell twisted to face him, Markus took his throat in one hand, his thumb stroking the sensitive skin of his neck. "Can I be rough with you?"

  He didn't wait for a reply, just slammed his mouth on Mitchell's. He pushed his tongue between his lips, stroking their tongues against each other. He littered kisses down his throat.

"I thought we came for a late night swim? Was this a part of your plan?"

  Markus nipped at his skin, leaving marks. "You knew I had no intention of swimming."

  Mitchell's hand disappeared under water to grip his cock in his hand, stroking him. "I know."

  His response was a soft groan that vibrated against Mitchell's lips. He deepened the kiss, nibbling at his lower lip. Mitchell's hand continued to stroke his hardened cock, as their kiss grew more passionate.

  Both of his hands gripped Mitchell's ass, squeezing the flesh. Mitchell gasped, rubbing himself against his lower half. Markus slipped both arms under his legs and lift his body up as he waded out the water to the blanket he had spread on the sand. He laid Mitchell down on the blanket and straddled him.

  Markus bent forward, his warm lips covering Mitchell's lips. He trailed a hand to Mitchell's chest and pinched the hardened nub, making him arch his back with a gasp. Markus's hot tongue intertwined with Mitchell's, sucking on the appendage. His hand gently held Mitchell's face while kissing him hungrily.

"Umm.." Mitchell moaned into his ear, hands running up and down his back.