The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series) (13 page)

‘Gabe, I
really enjoyed it. I loved knowing what it might be doing to you and that you’d
be bringing me home after to fuck me, but I also liked that the other men were
wanting me. It made me feel empowered, good about myself.’

‘I don’t
make you feel good about yourself?’ he asked with a frown.

‘Of course
you do, I love you and I love that you love my body so much and I promise it’s
all yours, but it gives me an extra thrill to know all those other men are
lusting after me and can never have me.’

‘Jesus Christ.
I find the only eighteen year old virgin in town and somehow she’s an
exhibitionist.’

‘You just
fucked me so hard I came four times. Don’t try telling me it didn’t make you
hotter for me watching me up there, knowing they all wanted me and I was going
home with you at the end of the night?’ I scanned his face as he awkwardly
brushed his hands through his hair and bit his lip. ‘It did, didn’t it?’ I
gasped. ‘It turned you on even more. You enjoyed it, that’s why you’re so mad. You
liked seeing other guys looking at me like that.’

‘It’s
fucking wrong, Mia,’ he snapped again. ‘I get feeling proud when other guys
check out your girl, but not getting so fucking turned on by it when you’re
hardly wearing anything.’

‘I think
you felt safe and could be turned on because we trust each other, Gabe. You
know that I belong to you, so you’re able to enjoy seeing other people
appreciating what’s yours.’

‘Maybe,’ he
shrugged, ‘but it’s still not right.’

‘Why?’

‘You were
half bloody naked up there,’ he raised his eyebrows looking at me as if I were
stupid.

‘Please,’ I
rolled my eyes. ‘I’ve bikinis with less material than that.’

‘Really?
Why haven’t I seen these yet?’

‘If you’d
met me in summer you’d have seen plenty. Besides, if you remember you said you’d
be fine with me going topless on a beach so what’s the difference?’

‘That’s not
sexual, but the way you were moving your body up there … that was fucking
sexual, Mia.’

‘O please,
you sound like just Lexi,’ I said with another roll of my eyes.

‘Lexi knew?’

‘Yes.’

‘I don’t
even know why I’m surprised at that,’ he sighed. ‘You happily discuss my cock
with her, why not this? Just don’t tell me Doug knew as well?’

‘He had to
drop me off and pick me up from my practices as he said you’d be mad with me
hanging around for taxis,’ I cringed. ‘He thought I should tell you.’

‘He was bloody
right. If I’d hadn’t promised not to get mad, I’d have climbed onto that stage,
thrown you over my shoulder, spanked you and fucked you so hard that you
wouldn’t have been able to sit down the next day.’

‘Well, you
may not have thrown me or spanked me, but you got the hard fucking down, Gabe.
I think I’ll feel that one for ages,’ I smiled and got one in return. ‘When did
you know it was me?’

‘As soon as
I looked up to see why they were all whistling and hollering extra loud. You
think I wouldn’t recognise my own girl’s gorgeous arse and legs when I saw them?’

‘I hoped you
would.’

‘And I
hoped you’d bring home the collar and whip,’ he growled surprising me.

‘Really?’

‘Mia, I’ve
just gone stiff again inside you just thinking about it.’

‘You never
actually went soft, Gabe,’ I laughed. ‘But I don’t think my body can take
orgasming again tonight.’ I stood on my tiptoes and pulled off him wincing as
he stretched me as he slid back out. I gave him a peck on the lips and tugged
on his suit trousers and walked him around to push him gently against the door
and nibble his ear.  ‘I may be too tired to come again Gabe, but too tired to
help you out.’ I let my hands trail down his shirt, feeling the ridges of his abs
as I went down onto my knees and pulled his wet erection into my mouth. I heard
him groan and felt his hands move to the back of my head. I was starting to
love tasting both of us on him, just as he did when he tongued me after we’d had
sex. It made me suck him harder, as did the fact that I was virtually naked with
my dress flapping open around me, while he was still fully dressed which made
me even hotter for him.

‘Look at me
Mia, let me see how much you want me, let me feel it,’ he asked quietly. I
looked up at him, wondering what my face would look like streaked with my tears
and probably half of my black eye makeup, but he didn’t seem to care as he came
in my mouth the minute we locked eyes and groaned as I took him down. He pulled
me straight up and slid his hands around my bare waist and kissed me before
just looking at me, his eyes sliding over my face again and again.

‘What is it,
Gabe?’

‘You drive
me fucking insane sometimes Mia Page, but I’m crazy in love with you,’ he said
softly. I placed my hands on either side of his face and very gently kissed
from one side of his mouth to the other.

‘Ditto,
Gabe Austin. Take me upstairs, I need a wash and some sleep, so in the morning
I can show you how crazy in love with you I am.’

‘Come on
then.’

We headed
up, him suited up with his semi sticking out of his trousers and me, my dress
flowing out behind me, knickers in my hands.

‘Shit, do you
have my bra? I love this set.’

‘So do I, I
picked it remember? It’s in my pocket, I’d like to have the opportunity of
seeing you wear it again and letting me take it off for you next time.’

‘I’m sure
that can be arranged.’

We walked
straight through to the bathroom and I dropped my dress and stood at the sink
and carefully removed my false lashes and makeup and turned around to see his
clothes in a heap on the floor, he was already naked and in the shower. He
washed his chest and stomach as he watched me unzip my boots and despite my
tiredness, I felt my body respond to the sight of him wet and soaped up. It had
to be one of my favourite views of him. I went to unhook my stockings.

‘Leave them
on,’ came his voice. I looked at him surprised and he grinned and leaned back
on the tiles and started stroking himself with his soapy hand.

‘Seriously?
Again?’ I asked as I tiptoed over our clothes and walked into the shower.

‘What can I
say? Looking at you is such a good incentive.’

‘Can I
watch you come?’ I asked as I looked at his hand gripping himself and leisurely
sliding up and down.

‘Only if I
can watch you at the same time.’

‘I don’t
know if I can again.’

‘Mia,’ he
laughed. ‘You could come all day. Please, for me. Start by cleaning yourself
and then make yourself come for me. Shit, look, I’ve gotten harder just thinking
about it.’

‘You know
how I feel about you watching me clean,’ I protested.

‘Mia, you
just showed your bloody nipple tassels to a crowded room of strangers and
simulated sex on the floor, and you can’t clean yourself in front of me?’ He
ran a hand through his wet hair to push it off his face and I let out a moan as
I stood in the water watching him stroke himself.

‘Damn, you’re
so gorgeous,’ I sighed.

‘Ditto
baby,’ he grinned. I grabbed the body wash and squirted it down my chest before
leaning back on the toughened glass partition and slowly moved my hands and the
soap over my breasts, which swelled immediately. He smiled as he watched me and
my eyes went down to watch his one hand hold and squeeze his balls, as the
other continued to stroke his shaft. I groaned and let my right hand run down
my stomach and between my thighs, looking back up at him and he winked at me
and smiled. I let my fingers go up inside me and let out a soft moan as we
looked at each other. I worked my fingers up and down and around as I looked in
his eyes and imagined they were his fingers inside me. He was right, getting
clean
could
be fun. I let out a few moans and sighs, which had him
respond with a guttural grunt and when I felt like I was clean inside I slipped
my fingers out and ran them up and down and around my clit.

‘Shit, how
am I so horny again? I was ready to sleep and it’s past one,’ I groaned.

‘Baby you
just need to accept that you’ve a high sex drive, like me, thank God. I love
watching you touch your body, fingering yourself.’

‘The view
from here’s pretty spectacular too. O shit … you look so masculine standing
there … all ripped and wet, grasping your big cock.’

‘God, I love
it when you say the word cock, I’m so close baby,’ he groaned.

‘Me ... too.’

‘Come with
me, Mia,’ he begged. I leaned my head back on the glass and inhaled deeply and
gave into the feelings surging through my core again and when little sounds
escaped from my mouth, betraying my approaching orgasm, I saw him react which
finished me off. I looked down as I climaxed to see him ejaculate as I heard
him groan my name. He stepped over to me and pushed my wet hair out of my eyes
and kissed me so gently. I responded as the water rained down on us and he
broke away first and rubbed his nose on mine before reaching for the shampoo.
He started to lather up his hair, cursed, and stopped.

‘What is it?’

‘I can lift
my arm but my shoulder still hurts holding it up this high. Have you ever tried
to wash your hair with one hand? It’s bloody awkward.’

‘Let me do
it for you. You keep telling me you’re ok, but I can’t help you if I don’t know
what’s causing you trouble.’

‘I don’t
like you seeing me weak, Mia,’ he mumbled as I turned him to face the wall and
started to caress his scalp.

‘Gabe, it’s
not weak to ask for help. I like it when you need me.’

‘I need you
all the time.’

‘No, you
want
me all the time, that’s different. It makes me feel good to know that sometimes
I can do things for you that don’t involve sex. It just makes our bond a bit
stronger.’

‘Really? I
thought women liked macho men.’

‘I do, but
I already have that here,’ I reached down and grabbed his penis making him
laugh. ‘I want everything with you. I want you to be able to fuck me, make love
to me, love me, talk and open up to me, and even cry in front of me. Saying it
hurts when I wash my hair means I can help you and I like doing that. I love
taking care of you and pleasing you.’ I pulled him back under the large
showerhead and swept back from his forehead to stop the soap getting in his
eyes as I rinsed it clean. When I let go he turned around and pulled me onto
his chest.

‘You do
take care of me Mia. No one has taken care of me like that since… since my mum
and it means a lot. You also please me in so many ways. I feel loved when I’m
with you and I know I’m loved by you and that makes me so incredibly happy baby.’

‘Except
when I make you mad,’ I teased as I stroked his ribs.

‘Even when
you make me mad Mia, if I didn’t love you this much I wouldn’t care enough to
get mad.’

‘I get
that. Go on, you’re done,’ I smacked his wet bottom gently. ‘Go and get in bed
and I’ll be there shortly.’

‘Are you
not done, too?’

‘I need to quickly
wash my hair as it’s all wet.’

‘I’ll wait,
then we can go to bed together. I’m knackered and I don’t want to fall asleep
unless I’ve got both my arms around you tonight. It’s been too long.’

When we
were done, I blasted my hair dry as he watched and then he dragged me out,
leaving our clothes all over the bathroom floor, then took me to bed and
spooned behind me and pulled me back onto him.

‘Thank you
for the roses and the candles for our first time again, it was beautiful, all
of it was beautiful. I feel so lucky to have you,’ I sighed happily.

‘I’m the
lucky one baby. Thank you for my lovely meal and the
very
sexy surprise
and I’m sorry I reacted like that.’

‘It’s ok. I
think five orgasms says it worked out ok in the end.’

‘You’re
going to be getting so many more over the course of this weekend,’ he replied
as he kissed my neck.

‘Hmmm.
Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Austin.’

‘Never. Wow,
it’s so good to hold you properly. Sleep tight baby.’

‘Hmmm,’ I replied. I had a feeling sleep wasn’t going to be an issue
tonight.

I woke up on the very edge of
my side of the bed, facing Gabe who lay on his back, his arm outstretched as if
trying to reach me. I’d got in the habit over the last five weeks of waiting
for him to fall asleep before moving away, so I wouldn’t accidently hurt his
ribs or shoulder during the night. I wondered how long it’d be before I lost
that new subconscious roll away technique and we were able to sleep in each
other’s arms again all night. I moved closer and propped myself up on my elbow
and watched him, it was the most peaceful I’d seen him for weeks. The tension
in his face had eased a little, I’d assumed it was all pain or boredom related,
but realised not having sex had obviously led to some of it. He was an
incredibly sexual person and wasn’t happy unless he was inside me at least
three times a day, so five weeks without had obviously taken its toll on him.
Thank God we could move onto happier times, I was really starting to feel the
strain.

I looked at
the clock and saw it was seven again. Another habit I’d be glad to shake now I didn’t
have so many responsibilities to fulfil every morning. I crept out of bed and
went and got ready in the dressing room, pulling my hair into a ponytail and
got dressed in my running leggings, sports bra and a tightly fitting lycra top
and bent over to tie up my trainers. I decided to leave my bathroom ritual, to
save waking him up, and grabbed my phone, arm band and earphones and headed
down to the kitchen to fill up my running sports bottle.

With my
work-out mix playing on my iPhone, I pulled the front door gently behind me and
made my way out of the side gate, locking it behind me and stretched against
the wall as I nodded to the music and headed off, setting the timer. I’d spent
the last couple of weeks running to the halfway point to my place. Gabe could
do the whole journey in forty minutes and I was really happy when I made it halfway
today with no stops in just under twenty-eight minutes. I was getting faster
and fitter and leaned on a tree as I glugged some water. There were only a few
runners and dog walkers out at this time in the morning and a few of them I was
starting to recognise. What was it with people and routines, I wondered? I was
about to start the journey back and felt my phone vibrating, it was Gabe
facetiming me. He was awake earlier than usual and I realised that it was
because he hadn’t taken his tablets when we went to bed late. I figured if I
didn’t answer he’d just panic, so I pressed “accept” and decided to just be
cheerful. After all it, wasn’t like I was doing anything really wrong, well, other
than going out against his express wishes, that was.

‘Hello
sleepy head, how are you doing?’

‘Slightly
pissed to wake and find you gone. I was looking forward to a lie in with you,’
he frowned.

‘Sex and a
lie in, more like.’

‘You look
like you’ve just had sex, you’re all flushed. Where the hell are you?’

‘Out
running.’

‘Mia,’ he snapped.
‘I told you I didn’t want you going out on your own. Where are you?’

‘Just left
the halfway point to my place in the park and am heading back.’

‘Jesus Mia,
you’ve no idea how much this worries me, do you? The park’s the perfect place
for someone to attack you when it’s quiet. I could’ve come with you.’

‘You can
run now? What about your shoulder?’

‘I’ve been
given a brace that I can put on to support it.’

‘Sorry, you
never said. Plus, you looked like a baby sleeping this morning so I didn’t want
to wake you.’

‘I do have
a baby’s arm under the duvet,’ he grinned making me laugh.

‘I’ve no
doubt that you do. Maybe when I get back and shower, I can remove it for you.’

‘I think “remove”
is totally the wrong turn of phrase Mia, you’ve just scared him away.’

‘I’m sure I
can do something to bring him back, Gabe. Do we need anything while I’m out?’

‘No, I just
need you to come home and take care of me. I’m so helpless baby, I need you so
badly. I’ve never needed anyone so much, come and rescue me,’ he said with an adorable
pout.

‘Stop
taking the piss out of every nice thing I try and say to you.’

‘Actions
speak louder than words baby, come back and I’ll show you how much I need you.’

‘You’re
incorrigible, Gabe Austin. Now get off the phone and let me run back.’

‘Be careful,
Mia,’ he said reverting to his stern face.

‘Yeah, yeah,
yeah,’ I blew him a kiss and he kissed the screen and I cut him off and set the
timer and headed back, amazed that he hadn’t flown off the handle with me. Sex
really had chilled him out.

I ran up
the stairs into the bedroom to find him lying half propped up, naked on top of
the bed, erect, with the leather paddle in his hands and the leather buckle
cuffs on his thighs. It was quite a sight.

‘How fast?’
he asked.

‘Twenty-eight
minutes to the gate, the promise of sex is a good incentive.’

‘Correction.
The promise of
amazing
sex with
me
is an excellent incentive.’ He
slapped his palm with the paddle and grinned.

‘Alright Mr.
Cocky. Give me five minutes and I’ll take you up on your offer.’

‘No, we’ll
do it now.’

‘Gabe, I
haven’t brushed my teeth yet and I’m all wet,’ I protested.

‘Just how I
like you baby,’ he winked.

‘Not that
kind of wet, well actually yes, but I meant my chest and back are all wet.’

‘Don’t care.
I want you naked and bent over the end of that bed now.’

‘
Gabe.
’

‘You’ve
just gone from our regulation ten spanks to twelve Mia, do you want to make it fourteen?’
he asked with a twinkle in his eye. I gasped, I’d not yet made it past ten with
the paddle and he knew it. I kicked off my trainers and ripped off my arm band
and clothes and scowled at him, as he lay there smiling arrogantly at me.

‘Sometimes
I hate you, you know that right?’ I muttered as I walked forward to the edge of
the bed and curled over the smooth rounded leather and put my palms flat on the
duvet, my arse forced up in the air.

‘The
bathroom door’s that way, Mia. If you want to go and shower, you can.’

‘You
already know I won’t so stop talking, cuff me, spank me and fuck me.’

‘I thought
you went to private school, didn’t they teach you manners?’

‘
Please
.’

‘With
pleasure,’ he replied as he leapt out of bed.

An hour
later I lay on my back on the bed still handcuffed and panting as he came up
from between my thighs and kissed me.

‘How did
you get to be so kinky baby?’ he murmured.

‘I’ve no
idea. Are you saying you don’t enjoy it?’

‘I enjoy spanking
you because I see how much it turns you on, but I do have to admit that I love
being in control and having you at my mercy,’ he rolled onto his back and
pulled me into his side.

‘Well,
maybe we’ll have a little role reversal tonight and I’ll be in charge.’

‘No, it’s
my turn for a while. You’ve been calling all the shots while I’ve been lain up.
I need to reclaim my manhood.’

‘You’re
manhood’s been doing pretty well if you ask me.’

‘You aren’t
wrong,’ he laughed. ‘I’ve never ejaculated as much as I have since being with
you.’

‘You’re so
sweet, I love semen talk before ten a.m. Right, I need a shower and to stretch
my neck, it feels really stiff and sore this morning.’ I struggled to sit up
with my hands tightly cuffed in front of me.

‘O, no you
don’t.’ Gabe pulled me back down.

‘You can’t
be ready again?’

‘No, I’m
hungry. We’re going to eat and then we can shower. I like you smelling of sex,
of me,’ he grinned as he kissed me.

‘Please at
least tell me we’re washing our hands before we cook?’

‘Mia
please
,
this is me you’re talking to. Come on.’

‘Unbuckle
these for me then so I can put a t-shirt on.’ I thrust my bound wrists at him.

‘No, I like
you in them. Keep them on.’

‘And you
call
me
kinky, you pervert. I’m not going down naked and cuffed.’

‘I’ll let
you go down with knickers and cuffed.’ He disappeared and came back with his
tight white boxers on and wriggled a pair of white mini briefs onto me and held
my fingers and led me down to the kitchen. He washed his hands, then mine and
kissed each fingertip before making me sit on the barstool as he made us a
coffee each, poured some juice and put it on the table. I giggled as I watched
him put out the placemats and cutlery. ‘What?’

‘I’ve just
realised that I’m finally ok us walking around naked, or virtually naked, Gabe.
You wouldn’t want to do a nudist colony holiday, would you?’

‘Fuck no,’
he looked at me horrified. ‘I don’t want to see naked eighty-year-old wrinkly
men or women, thank you very much. Shit, that wasn’t a request was it?’

‘
No
,
I was just checking as that would gross me out too. Glad we’re on the same page.’

‘I’m glad I’m
on this Page,’ he said as he touched between my legs and kissed me.

‘Wow, how
long have you been saving that one up?’ I laughed.

‘Ages, it’s
been hell waiting for the right moment to shoe it in. So what are you having?’

‘I’d love a
sausage, bacon and egg sandwich, please. White …’

‘Bread and
plenty of butter, yes I know,’ he smiled as he interrupted me.

‘Let me
guess, scrambled eggs and grilled sausage and bacon on wholemeal toast with no
butter.’

‘So we’re
getting to know each other’s favourite things and habits. That’s good.’

‘What was
Julie’s favourite breakfast?’

‘Stop
trying to test me.’ He flashed me a look. ‘You know I never slept over with her,
so we never had breakfast together.’

‘Just like
to keep you on your toes, with cunningly designed questions, so you know I’d
catch you out if you ever cheated on me.’

‘Mia, when
the sex is this good why would either of us look elsewhere?’ he asked as I yawned
and stretched my back. He stopped preparing the food and turned to look at me,
concern etched on his face. ‘O my God. I’m your first, you’re wondering if sex
could be better with someone else, aren’t you?’

‘Eh? No, of
course not! How could you ask me that?’

‘You didn’t
answer when I asked why either of us would look elsewhere.’

‘Because I
yawned Gabe, and you jumped in panicking before I could answer. I’ve had less
than four hours sleep and I’m really hungry.’

‘You really
don’t wonder if …’

‘
No
,
I can’t imagine it getting any better than this, Gabe. Trust me, I love our sex
life, I love your penis and I love you. I’m not at all curious to try it with
anyone else. Kiss me and stop getting yourself all worked up,’ I sighed. He
gave me a quick peck before carrying on putting stuff in the grill.

‘What time
did you wake up?’

‘Seven.’

‘You woke
up in the night?’

‘No, I
slept straight through.’

‘Then you’re
bad at math, you had five hours sleep not four, you were out like a light when
we cuddled up at two.’ I ignored him and managed to grasp my coffee mug handle
and take a few sips. ‘No witty come back? What’s going on baby?’

‘Nothing.’

‘Mia?’

‘Nothing,
Gabe.’ He turned around and gave me the
don’t lie to me,
look. ‘Ok, I didn’t
go out like a light, I pretended to.’

‘What?’ he
put down his tongs and frowned at me.

‘I
pretended to go to sleep.’

‘No way, I’ve
slept with you long enough to know you when you’re sleeping.’

‘No, I was
faking it.’

‘No you
weren’t, you make that funny little noise you do when you drop off.’

‘What, this
one?’ I mimicked it and he looked at me shocked. ‘Don’t look so surprised, I lived
in a dorm. You don’t think the girls didn’t take the piss by taping me and
playing it back.’

‘Why the
bloody hell would you fake going to sleep?’ he glared.

‘Because
I’m scared shitless of accidentally hurting you in the night by being close to
you, Gabe.’ It tumbled out before I had a chance to apply a filter.

‘So you
what, leave?’ he asked looking astonished.

‘No,’ I
sighed. ‘I wait every night for you to go to sleep and then I move over to my
edge and go to sleep, then I wake up early and either come back over or get up so
you don’t notice.’

‘Mia,
seriously? How long?’

‘A while,’
I averted my gaze.

‘How long?’
he asked firmly.

‘Since your
accident, ok.’

‘No,
not
ok. Baby that’s been weeks and I’ve been keeping you up late as I could sleep
during the day and you’re telling me you’ve only been getting five or six hours
sleep a night?’