I realised I could smell garlic and wine and wondered what was going on, so quickly washed my hands and face and headed out for the kitchen and saw Gabe cooking at the stove again. I leaned on the door frame, my hands behind my back to stretch out my arms as I watched him. He was wearing a pair of dark jersey track suit bottoms that hung low on his hips and a light grey t-shirt with Westhampton Uni written on it in red, I had the same one. His blond hair was slightly damp, he must’ve had a shower already.
‘Morning,’ I called. He turned and flashed me the biggest smile as he looked me up and down.
‘Nice shirt.’
‘Sorry, do you mind?’
‘Not at all, it looks good on you. Turn around?’ I did a swivel for him and he whistled. ‘Don’t bend over, the cheeks of your arse are just sticking out as it is. I need some energy left for this afternoons lecture. You have sex hair, it looks good on you.’
‘What are you cooking?’ I asked as I fiddled with the matted tangles trying to calm them down.
‘Well those beef strips and vegetables are just going to go to waste if I leave you two burn chefs to it, so I’m cooking you a beef and red wine stew. It just needs to finish simmering and it’s done. If you’re not going to eat it today, you can freeze it.’
I came up behind him and put my arms around his waist and squeezed him tightly, stood on my tiptoes and gently kissed the back of his neck.
‘What’s that for?’
‘For being an amazing boyfriend.’
He turned around in my arms and his face was a picture, half shock, half pleasure. ‘I’m a boyfriend? When did this happen? You told me it was just no strings sex, I’m not sure I’m ready to be labelled like this.’
‘Are you taking the piss out of me? I know what I said, but it’s hardly no strings sex is it when you’re cooking, taking care of me and sleeping over.’
‘So you’re really alright with this being a proper relationship? I’m your boyfriend and you’re my girlfriend?’ I nodded shyly and he grinned. ‘Am I allowed to call you that in front of other people?’
‘I guess so,’ I shrugged. ‘If it comes up, you don’t need to go around announcing it to everyone though.’
He picked me up and spun me round as I squealed. ‘Thank you Mia, you’ve no idea how happy that makes me. I’ll feel so much better knowing that all the other men that are eyeing you up know you’re off the market.’
‘Gabe, I’m not a possession,’ I objected.
‘You are. You’re mine now it’s official,’ he said happily as he set me down and kissed me.
‘Well if you don’t like men looking at me, imagine how I feel. Every time I see a woman looking at you, all I can think is did he do it with her? Is that someone he had sex with? I hate it.’
‘Baby, none of them were anything to me, it was just sex and I never even stayed around after, no cuddles or anything.’
‘Not even Julie?’
‘No and she hated that I wouldn’t. Sleeping with my arms around you the last few nights and this morning was wonderful.’
‘How many women have you been with?’ I asked not sure if I really wanted to hear the answer.
‘I don’t think it’s going to make you feel any better if I tell you Mia, I started young.’
‘How young?’
‘I was thirteen.’
‘Thirteen?’ I gasped. ‘You weren’t taken advantage of were you?’
‘No,’ he laughed. ‘She was about 17 and thought I was older. Sex and fighting took my mind off my issues. I could forget all my troubles, so I did it a lot, with a lot of different girls, the sex that is.’
‘How many?’
‘Mia.’
‘Please tell me.’
He hesitated for a minute then shrugged. ‘A couple of hundred or so I guess.’
‘O my god,’ I groaned. I felt sick to the core, the thought of him having sex with Julie was bad enough, but that many? I’d imagined it to be about 50, at most. My legs buckled under me and he swiftly picked me up and deposited me on the kitchen work surface, gripping my hips as he stood between my legs.
‘None of them meant anything,’ he whispered as he cupped my chin. ‘Having sex with you felt like you were my first. You are my first, you’re the first girl I’ve ever loved Mia.’
‘Why? Why me? Out of so many? I just don’t get it.’
‘I don’t know Mia, I can’t explain it. I just knew when I first saw you how much I wanted you and it’s not just about the sex.’ He reached up and tucked my hair behind my ear. ‘I get excited every time I’m about to see you, I can’t stop thinking about you and when we’re apart I miss you so much. I love the way my body responds when you kiss me, touch me … the way we are together when we do have sex … it’s amazing. It’s just you, the whole package Mia, I know it. I’ve never been like this before, I love you.’
I looked at him puzzled, was that what love was? He planted a gentle kiss on my lips and I gave him one back.
‘Were they all brunettes?’ I asked. He stopped and looked at me for a while, as if thinking about it.
‘No actually, very few were brunettes. I always seemed to go for blondes. Then I saw you … I just … well, I just knew I wanted you like I’d never wanted anyone else before.’
I had to work on letting this jealousy over his previous experience go, he was with me now and he’d told me and shown me how he felt about me. He slipped his hand under the shirt and inserted his fingers into me, making me forgot about his other women as he made me climax on the kitchen worktop. As he finished I put my hands on his chest and closed my eyes, exhausted again and he grabbed my hands and recoiled in horror.
‘O shit your wrists. Are you ok? Do they hurt?’
‘They’re fine, though I can’t say the same for my thighs. My legs felt like jelly even before you just violated me on the kitchen counter,’ I teased.
‘I warned you, I told you that you’d feel it. You’ll probably be worse tomorrow so prepare for that.’ He kissed the red marks on each wrist. ‘Are you sure these are ok?’
‘Honestly they’re fine, though I’d like to invest in a padded pair if we intend to play with them again please. Have you seen Lexi this morning?’
He shook his head. ‘No. I’m going to do scrambled eggs and use up that bacon and sausage. Are you in?’
‘Yes please. I’ll go and check on Lex and see if she wants any.’ I went to the lounge first, she wasn’t in there and the curtains were still drawn from last night. I opened them to let the light in and went to her bedroom door and gently knocked.’
‘Lex, are you in there?’ I heard a moan. ‘Can I come in?’ I didn’t hear her response, so I slowly turned the handle and peeped around the door. She was curled up in bed hugging her pillow. ‘Are you ok?’
‘No, I feel awful,’ she mumbled.
‘Can I get you anything?’ I asked as I sat on the bed next to her.
‘Just some water would be great. O god what’s that smell?’
‘Gabe’s making a beef and wine stew.’
‘For breakfast?’ she said looking at me strangely.
‘No, it’s nearly eleven. He’s made it for us for tonight or for the freezer. He’s doing scrambled eggs, sausage and bacon for us now if you want some?’
‘No thanks, my stomach’s churning.’
‘Lex you look awfully pale, let me get you that water.’
I stood up and headed to the door, before I’d even stepped through it, she was out of bed like a springbok, pushed me out of the way and raced into the bathroom, not even closing the door behind her. I heard her heaving and ran in to find her on her knees with her head down the toilet. I knelt down beside her and rubbed her back as she was sick.
‘Those fucking sausages, I’ve got food poisoning,’ she moaned as she sat back up and wiped her mouth with her hand.
‘Well I had them too and I feel fine. Come on I’m getting you back into bed and will get you some water. We’ve got no lectures, you can stay th
ere all day if you need to.’
I tucked her in and went and got some iced water for her and buttered up some toast. Buttered toast always made me feel better after I was sick, it took away that horrible taste of bile in my throat.
‘Isn’t Lexi joining us?’ asked Gabe as he grilled the sausage and bacon.
‘No, she’s just been sick, so she’s staying in bed. I’ll be back in a minute.’ I grabbed the washing up bowl out of the sink and headed back to her room. I popped the glass and plate next to her and kissed her forehead. ‘I’m here all day, you just shout if you need me ok? I’ve put a bowl down here on the floor in case you need it.’
‘Thank you,’ she mumbled.
‘Try and go back to sleep.’
‘Mia?’
‘Yes?’
‘What the hell have you done to your wrists? They’re all red.’
‘I don’t think you want to know Lexi. How do you put it? TMI?’
‘Something to do with your bedhead banging all bloody morning?’
‘Yes, sorry about that.’
‘He’s insatiable.’
‘Tell me about it. I’ll check on you later ok?’
‘I want to hear all about it when I get up.’
‘Ok.’
‘Promise?’
‘I promise now try and get some sleep.’ I stroked her hair, kissed her forehead and pulled the door behind me and returned to the kitchen.
‘Food’s ready,’ Gabe announced as he handed me a plate full of scrambled eggs, with a slice of buttered toast and a pile of crispy bacon and two sausages. It looked and smelled so good. He’d poured us some orange juice which I guzzled down as we both tucked in.
‘So,’ he said as he scrapped the last of the food off his plate. ‘When can I see you again?’
‘Well tonight’s out, as will be every Tuesday night. Its movie night, which is a long standing tradition with Lexi and I.’
‘O ok,’ he said looking disappointed. ‘How about Wednesday? I’m free in the morning, we have English in the afternoon and I swim 6 ’til 8.’
‘I’m free Wednesday until English too and after your swimming if either of those are any good?’
‘You’re going to be aching tomorrow and you’ll need to stretch out. Are you up to an early start to come running with me in the park?’
‘I’m a bit out of practice on the running front and what do you call early?’
‘I could meet you here at 7.’
I groaned and frowned at him. ‘I don’t do anything before 8 a.m.’
‘8 it is.’
‘Can’t we go at 9?’
‘No, because I’ll want to be out for at least an hour and then we’ll be all hot and sweaty and need to shower. I’ll want to take advantage of you before English at 1.30, so we won’t have much time.’
‘8.45 then and there’s no way I can run for an hour.’
‘8.15 and you can stop whenever you need to.’
‘God, you’ve turned into Samuel L. Jackson from The Negotiator. 8.30 and I’m not budging from that.’
‘Done. Do you have decent running shoes?’
‘I’ve got trainers,’ I said with a shrug.
‘Well if they’re no good I’ll take you shopping at the weekend and we’ll get you a proper pair as I run a lot.’
‘Would you stay on Wednesday after swimming?’ I asked quietly as I drained my juice.
‘Would you like me to?’ he asked looking surprised.
‘Yes,’ I mumbled, embarrassed. Why was I embarrassed? He already knew how much I was enjoying sex with him.
‘Ok, but I’ve got to be back on Campus for 10 a.m. Thursday, so no keeping me awake all night with your bondage kinkiness.’
‘You’re the kinky one.’
‘I think you’re a closet kinkster, I don’t understand how you had cuffs when you were still a virgin until four nights ago.’
‘They came with something.’
‘What, like a free gift? You didn’t get them with 10 Cornflakes tokens did you? If so they’re really branching out,’ he grinned.
‘I got them from an online shop ok,’ I replied, embarrassed again and got up to tidy up the plates.
‘A sex shop?’
‘Yes,’ I said avoiding his looks.
‘What else did you get?’
‘Gabe that’s very personal,’ I replied as I opened the dishwasher.
‘Mia we’re having sex and you helped me pee, I think we’re past any embarrassment over bodily parts and functions.’
‘I’ve got some vibrators ok,’ I sighed.
‘Some? How many?’
‘Four.’
‘Four?’ he sounded surprised.
‘Well it’s not like I’ve had four partners is it?’ I responded and I could hear the accusation in my tone.
‘Do they feel as good in you as me?’
‘No of course not. Why are you jealous? I won’t break up with them. What if you’re away for a competition or something? I need something in place of you,’ I said as I turned to face him.
‘I’m not jealous, I know how to make you come and I know you love it when I make you. I just hope you won’t have to use them anymore now you have me. Unless we’re playing of course and I want to use one on you.’
The thought of it make me want him again right now. ‘I haven’t touched one since I first had sex with you Gabe.’
‘I want to see them. I’ll choose one to use on you tomorrow and you’ll have all of tonight to imagine it.’
‘You’re so dirty.’
‘What and you’re not? I saw you this morning. You were so desperate for me you were struggling against your cuffs, that’s why your wrists are red. Do you prefer being in charge?’
‘I enjoy having some control over you yes, but I also liked this morning. I liked knowing that you were going to take me, but not knowing when. You got me so wet I’m going to have to strip my bed.’
‘I love that I have that effect on you, you come so easily for me. Come on, I’m getting hard again and I don’t have time, I need to go. Show me your box of tricks and I’m out of here.’
He grabbed my hand and took me to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed as I kneeled on the floor and pulled out a small wooden chest and lifted off the lid. His eyes widened as he took in the contents. He reached in and pulled out a long thin black one that curved at the tip and pressed the button on its base and it sprang to life. He grinned and switched it off.
‘This one.’ He stood it up on the bedside table. ‘I want you to keep looking at it and imagine what I’m going to do to you with it. You’re not, under any circumstances, to use it. I don’t even want you to masturbate. I want you desperate for me.’
‘Gabe I’m desperate for you now, can’t we have sex before you go?’
‘No, I want you to wait and really want it.’
‘But I really want it now.’ I was amazed at this statement myself. After what he’d done to me this morning, how could I possibly want more?
‘Then it will be even better tomorrow won’t it?’ He stood and pulled me up and put his arms round me and kissed me slowly. I melted into him, my body desperate for his attentions. He gently lifted the shirt up and caressed my bare bottom and as I sighed, he picked me up and threw me back on the bed. I propped myself up on my elbows as my hair fell around my face and shoulders. I could see my nipples erect through his shirt and he took a picture of me with his phone ignoring my protests. ‘Now I have to have something to keep me going until tomorrow too. You look so fuckable right now.’
‘So fuck me.’
‘No.’
‘Really?’ I pouted.
‘No and remember no touching until I tell you. I’ll see you tomorrow, rest.’ He leaned over me and pushed me back down and kissed me deeply. ‘Shit, you really have no idea how badly I want to take you right now,’ he groaned.
‘Do it,’ I pleaded. He brushed the hair gently off my face and kissed me again softly and tenderly this time.
‘Thank you,’ he whispered.
‘For what? I just lay there, you did all the work.’
‘Last night, it meant so much.’
I knew he wasn’t talking about the sex, but that he had left me see his vulnerable side and I knew how hard that must have been for him. I reached up and kissed him back.
‘You’re welcome, you can talk to me anytime Gabe.’
‘So see you tomorrow at 8.30 sharp?’ he asked smiling.
‘Ok, have a great afternoon and evening, thank you for my multiple orgasms and my food.’
‘Bye girlfriend.’
‘Bye boyfriend,’ I smiled, shaking my head in amusement.
He broke into a huge grin and blew me a kiss and vanished. I lay back on the bed and hugged myself, drawing his shirt collars up as I inhaled him. His scent made my toes curl. I looked at the black vibrator standing proudly on the bedside table, it was calling to me. I knew I had to resist, as he’d instructed, so I shoved it in the drawer. I needed something else to focus on. I decided to strip the bed and put on some fresh sheets and covers. By the time I was done it had taken the edge of my desire. I ran myself another bubble bath, cleaned myself thoroughly and lay back closing my eyes, enjoying the warmth of the water easing my stiff muscles.
It was about an hour later when I was out and dressed and I crept into check on Lexi. She was fast asleep and I saw she’d been sick again in the bowl, so I took it away, cleaned it up and put it back for her with some kitchen towel by the side. She’d drunk all of her water and eaten most of her toast, so I replenished her glass and quietly closed the door. I figured I ought to get some studying done and headed back to the lounge and settled in at my desk, but spent the first ten minutes dreaming about my evening and morning with Gabe. I bit my lip and smiled to myself then shook my head to clear my mind of him and concentrate. At two thirty I started feeling sleepy and went to my room for a lie down. It was a little after three when I heard Lexi’s door open.
‘Mia? Are you here?’
‘In my room, how are you doing?’ I called. She pottered in wrapped up in her duvet.
‘Better. Thanks for cleaning up my sick, you’re the best.’ She hopped up onto my bed and sat crossed legged. ‘So dish.’
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