Forever & an Engine (The Austin Series)

by C. J. Fallowfield

  ‘Gabe,’ I sighed. ‘You really need to eat less healthily, I’ll educate you then you can order.’

  I ended up called it through for him as he looked seriously confused after I’d gone through the different types of dough, edges with and without fillings, toppings and then run through the various Ben & Jerrys flavours. I ordered him a thin crust Hawaiian and me a deep pan cheese stuffed crust with mushroom, blue cheese and rocket, then a tub of Cookie Dough and a large bottle of full fat coke. He looked mortified.

  ‘So I’ve an appetite and like sugar, deal with it,’ I shrugged.

  ‘I just don’t get how you can go out on Friday, eat nothing all day and then you order all of that just for tonight.’

  ‘By eating nothing some days, I can eat all of that. What’s with you and your ignorance of pizza and ice cream? I thought you were a real foodie.’

  ‘Of gourmet food, not junk crap,’ he laughed.

  ‘How dare you. This junk crap as you call it is responsible for this body, which you claim to love.’

  ‘Well me eating healthily is responsible for this body that you claim to love, a week of eating your sort of diet and I’d look like a chunky monkey.’

  ‘How will they deliver? Your gates are all locked up.’

  He pressed a couple of buttons on the remote and a cctv picture of the front gates came on the cinema screen and he pressed another button and the gates opened. ‘If the screen’s playing and the doorbell goes, it also pauses the film and shows who’s at the door.’

  ‘Your dad’s crazy rich,’ I stated as I got up and grabbed his empty coke bottle. He went to get up. ‘Stay there, I can get it for you, tonight it’s my turn to take care of you, as you did such a good job looking after me last night, so I call dib’s on paying for dinner.’ He went to protest and I put my free hand over his mouth. ‘Before you even have a chance to argue it with me, you agreed that I could pay for the odd takeaway so I don’t want to hear any debate about it thank you. So sit back and rev up Dredd. I want to save Vin until last as he gets me incredibly horny and I’ll need something to masturbate to as you seem intent on not having sex with me again today.’

  He kissed my fingers and grinned as I removed them and walked off. I grabbed my purse from the bedroom and left it on the hall table by the front door and grabbed Gabe another diet coke before heading back down. He’d Dredd paused and at the ready. I handed him his coke and climbed back onto the sofa, snuggling back into him as he dimmed the lights. I snuck my hand under his t-shirt and stroked his abs with my thumb as we watched. We were 40 minutes in when the screen froze and a picture of the delivery guy at the door came on. I leapt of the chair and raced out and up the stairs, I was starving after all my orgasms. I paid the guy who looked a bit dazed to see me bare legged in Gabe’s oversized t-shirt. I turned around and saw Gabe leaning against the wall watching me amused.

  ‘What are you doing?’ I asked as I shut the door.

  ‘Well I was going to suggest that I came up to answer the door, as you’re barely decent, but you were out of the chair so bloody fast I never had the chance, so I came to make sure you weren’t propositioned.’

  ‘I’m fine, I’m just hungry and I love my pizza, come on the film’s really good and I want to get back to it. You go down with this lot, I just need to put the ice cream in the freezer.’ I tiptoed up and kissed him and headed to the kitchen and shuffled about some stuff to fit it in and grabbed a couple of pieces of kitchen towel and another diet coke for him and ran back downstairs. He was already on the sofa and had the two boxes on his knee. I jumped up and sat cross legged as he handed me the top box. I grinned excitedly and opened it and reclined the chair and started to eat as he dimmed the lights and restarted the film. It was 9.30 by the time it finished and Gabe turned the lights back on.

  ‘That was so good, I’d happily watch that again,’ I smiled.

  ‘You really need to see The Raid if action and violence don’t upset you. That’ll be a must for our next viewing session. So baby, you’ve left three slices of pizza and I’ve only left two, so it was all talk was it?’

  ‘Ermmm think again sexy health freak. You had thin crust, I had deep pan with a stuffed crust, so technically not only have I physically eaten more, I’ve whooped your peachy arse. See, if I’d listened to you and shared a large pizza we’d both still be hungry. So how was it?’

  ‘Good,’ he conceded, ‘but I prefer one of my stir frys.’

  ‘I’m sorry Gabe, but we’re going to have to break up. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t appreciate the fine art of pizza.’ I poured myself another glass of coke.

  ‘You’d break up with me over pizza?’

  ‘Well I was only after you for no strings mind blowing sex and as I’m no longer getting any and you’re criticising my first love, then yes, sorry you’re history. Lexi was right, sexually you’re a slacker.’

  ‘A slacker?’ His eyes narrowed as he fixed me with a glare. ‘We’ve had sex 5 times in less than 24 hours, not to mention the numerous extra orgasms I’ve given you. If I’d not eaten so much I was likely to vomit on you, I’d bend you over the sofa and show you how bloody unslack I am,’ he growled. I chuckled as he looked all affronted.

  ‘Yeah, promises promises. So you’re not ready for ice cream then?’

  ‘NO, you can’t seriously want it already?’

  ‘No not yet, just wanted to see your face.’ I picked up his two slices and put them in my box and shut the lid of both. ‘Ok I need to pee then bring on Vin. Do you want another coke?’

  ‘No, but a glass of water would be great thanks.’

  When I was done I headed into his lounge and grabbed the cream throw to take down and got him an iced water.

  ‘Gabe thanks for doing this with me, I’m having so much fun.’

  ‘Glad to hear it, come here baby, sit between my legs. You got the throw, are you cold?’

  ‘Not cold no, I just like to get cosy and hunker down when I’ve eaten and I’m watching TV or a film.’ He opened his legs and I shuffled back and leaned back on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me and went under my t-shirt to caress my stomach. I grabbed the throw and pulled it over me. ‘Ok, Vin me up.’

  ‘You really masturbate to him?’

  ‘Mainly to Stephen Amell, he’s so hot, but with Vin yes it’s been known to happen, his voice is so sexy. Lexi doesn’t see it, but he really does it for me.’

  ‘Great thanks,’ he sulked.

  ‘O Gabe don’t get upset. They’re just my fantasies, I’ve something better for my reality now, I’ve got you.’ I tilted my head back for a kiss and sighed happily for a few minutes until he pulled away. I put my hands into my t-shirt and we locked fingers as the film started. I felt Gabe laughing as I oooo’d and ahhhh’d at the action and about half way through he apologised and pressed pause. ‘GABE, what are you doing?’

  ‘Sorry baby, but now I need to pee and I don’t want to miss anything. Don’t move I’ll climb up and out,’ he said with a kiss to my neck. I sat forwards as he left go of me and stood up on the chair and jumped off.

  ‘Can you bring the ice cream and two spoons?’

  ‘You don’t want a bowl?’

  ‘No! You eat out of the tub, like eating fish and chips out of a newspaper. It’s not the same in a bowl.’

  ‘I’m going to have to break up with you on grounds of crazy ideas with food.’ He kissed me and headed upstairs. I checked my phone, but there was no message from Lexi. I was going to have to have words with her about lack of sharing when it came to her own personal life. Gabe came back in and climbed back up onto the sofa and slid down behind me and handed me the tub of cookie dough. He’d wrapped a tea towel around it so my hands wouldn’t get cold, he really could be so sweet sometimes and he wondered why Julie had fallen in love with him?

  ‘Thanks Gabe. I’ll put it on the side for a while as I don’t like it cold.’

  ‘It’s ice cream, it’s meant to be cold,’ he laughed. ‘Hence the term �
�ice” being used in part of its name.’

  ‘So? Salad Cream doesn’t contain salad, names aren’t always true to a dish Mr Smug.’

  ‘So you really don’t eat ice cream straight from the freezer?’

  ‘No, you don’t get full flavour if you eat it solid, it needs to soften up. Let’s put it in terms you understand then, it’s a bit like uncorking a good bottle of red wine, you don’t just gulp it down, you leave it to stand, to breathe and warm up to enhance the flavour. That’s what you do with ice cream.’

  ‘You’re seriously crazy, yet somehow I’m still madly in love you Mia Page.’ He put his arms back around me and tilted my head back to kiss my lips.

  ‘Thanks, that’s so sweet. Now put Vin back on please I’m getting withdrawals.’

  He shook his head at me and pressed play. I let the ice cream rest for about fifteen minutes before picking it up and handing him a spoon over my shoulder. He dug in and I heard him make a noise of appreciation and I smiled and took a spoon myself and we polished off the whole tub between us. This was bliss, my favourite food, good films and to have a guy I was crazy about, and felt the same way about me to share it with, I never thought I’d have that.

  I twisted round in my seat and kissed him quickly and turned back to the film as he kissed the side of my neck. I fumbled with the buttons on the chair and found the heated seat one and as I snuggled even further back into him I smiled as I felt an erection in my lower back. Much as I’d love to have done something with it, there was no way I was interrupting the action again, it was awesome. I loved it so much that as the credit started to roll I started clapping and he laughed at my enthusiastic response.

  ‘O my god that was awesome Gabe.’

  ‘Yeah except for the last few scenes.’

  ‘What was wrong with it?’ I asked.

  ‘Well come on, that was the longest runway ever made by man, they were charging down it for ever and how would a military vehicle keep up with a plane on full throttle attempting take off?’

  ‘O Gabe, sometimes you take things far too seriously. It’s a movie, if they only stuck to things that were in the realms of possibility we’d never have had Star Wars, Alien, Jaws, Avatar, Face Off, Kill Bill, Terminator or Blade or any of the Harry Potter movies and you’re telling me the world would be a better place without all of those? To me that’s the whole point of movies, to suspend belief a while and escape into another world. We live reality every day, who wants to pay to go and see that, you want something that takes your breath away, makes your mind go to places you never imagined. You have no problem watching Arrow on TV or The Vampire Diaries and I’ve seen your Smallville and Supernatural DVDs on the shelf downstairs and you can’t get more far-fetched yet seriously entertaining than those. Why are you smiling at me like that?’

  ‘Because it’s nice to see you so animated and passionate about something you really believe in. You should become a movie critic as you enjoy them so much.’

  ‘I should shouldn’t I? Good if I could get paid for it too, that would be an amazing job.’ I could rattle off hundreds more movies on my favourites list to convince him, but I suddenly turned my attention to his hands as I felt them move down my stomach. I held my breath as my hairs all stood on end in anticipation of what he may be doing. When his one hand slid down to cup me over the small triangle of material covering me, I sighed and forgot all about my passion for films, I’d got a new favourite pastime, called Gabe Austin. His other hand went up under my t-shirt and started fondling my breast as he kissed my neck. I pushed my hips up to meet his hand and groaned. It felt like forever since he’d touched me, not just a few hours. ‘Why have you waited so long to touch me Gabe?’

  ‘I told you, you were angry. I wanted you relaxed and happy,’ he murmured.

  ‘I am relaxed and about to get very, very happy.’ I sighed. I twisted my upper torso so that I could lean my head back and let him kiss me. His fingers slipped under my string and he groaned to find me wet and ready for him. I reached down and grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it up over my head and threw it.

  ‘God baby, your nipples are hard already.’ His fingers went to work on them as he easily slid two fingers of his other hand up into me and circled my clit with his thumb.

  ‘Ooooo Gabe,’ I groaned. I’d already turned to liquid, my body was so tuned into his touch and the anticipation of him sliding his cock into me.

  ‘Is that good?’

  ‘Yes, really good. Please tell me you’re going to fuck me this time?’

  ‘Yes I’m going to fuck you,’ he growled in my ear in a gravelly voice that put Vin in the shadows. It was enough to make me come on spot and I writhed in his lap, my feet scrabbling on the smooth leather to try and get a grip so I could rise up and push his fingers into me further. As my body stopped shaking, I lowered the foot rest and threw the blanket off me and over the back of the chair and stood and turned to face him. His eyes devoured me standing there in my g-string all flustered and chest heaving with my recent orgasm, I wanted him inside me, the sooner the better. He pulled his t-shirt over his head revealing his magnificent torso and I gripped the edges of his joggers and he lifted his hips as I pulled them down and threw them out of the way and groaned as I looked at the slabs of quivering muscle in front of me, he was just perfect.

  I couldn’t resist the sight of his thick penis standing up in front of me, so I kneeled down and gave him a slow blow job until he pulled my head away and lifted me up into his lap and we kissed furiously. I wasn’t sure if I were more desperate for him, or the other way around. I started to grind my hips and rub myself up and down his hard on and moaned as it started to caress my clit. He startled me by ripping my g-string off and thrusting upwards while he pushed me down onto him and I yelped, throwing my head back as I felt him run me through. He held my hips and helped guide me up and down, then back and forth as his lips found my burning nipples. He sucked hard and gently bit and pulled them and I screamed my way to another orgasm as he groaned loudly while I pulsating around him. He stood up in one smooth fluid movement, still inside me and turned and lowered me diagonally across the chair and gripped it.

  ‘Gabe,’ I whispered as I looked up into his burning eyes. ‘Fuck me really hard, as hard as you can.’ He didn’t let me down, he thrust so hard and fast I had to dig my fingers into his shoulders and just let my body flow naturally with his rhythm as I couldn’t keep up with him, I felt like I was merging with him. Yet despite the speed of it, he still managed to hit every pleasurable spot inside me, he was just incredible.

  ‘Fuck Mia, you feel so good. Come for me, I need to come with you,’ he groaned. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my panting and the feeling of hot moisture seeping out of me as he pounded me again and again. My skin glistened with sweat as I felt my body start its ascent to another climax. I started to fight it, I knew once I came he would and I wanted this unbelievable sensation to last for ever.

  ‘Gabe, don’t stop, please don’t stop, I don’t want it to stop.’

  ‘Fuck baby, please come for me,’ he groaned, a sheen of perspiration appearing on his forehand and over his body.

  ‘Noooo.’ I held my breath to try and stop the wave that was threatening to overcome me and my body started to tense.

  ‘Miaaaa god please, I can’t hold off much longer baby,’ he begged. I felt my head tingling from the lack of oxygen and started to thrash underneath him as my nails broke the surface of his skin. I heard him yelling my name and I finally sucked in a huge breath and my whole body started convulsing.

  ‘Gabe,’ I cried out, in a high pitched voice.

  ‘MIA,’ he roared and I felt him thrust one final time and a scalding torrent of come coating my insides as he collapsed down onto me. I was hit by one violent convulsion after another and felt tears rolling down my face as he kissed me gently. I felt him unload into me repeatedly as his arms wrapped gently around me and held me close to him as I continued to shake and twitch. ‘Mia,’ he whispered. �
�I’ve got you baby. I’ve always got you.’

  He rolled over onto his back taking me with him and I lay outstretched on his glistening body as I slowed to a gentle quiver and gasped for air. Every time we had sex I couldn’t imagine it could get any better, but somehow he took me to new heights every time, tried new angles, positions, speeds, it was just mind boggling and simply bloody fantastic. He reached up and grabbed the blanket and threw it over me and held me with one arm and stroked my face. He cupped my chin and kissed me gently, letting his tongue glide in and out until I was calm again, then pulled my head down onto his chest. I reached up and stroked his hair with one hand and placed the other over his pounding heart and watched my fingers flex with each powerful beat. I felt a hand slide to cup my buttock as he gently buried himself deeper into me, we couldn’t be closer if we tried. I finally lifted my head of his chest and saw his eyes searching mine.

  ‘I love you so much Gabe, you’re incredible,’ I whispered with a blush.

  ‘Are you ok? You’ve never orgasmed that hard before, I thought you were going to pass out. Was it too much?’

  ‘It was a lot of orgasm Gabe,’ I nodded with a smile, ‘but I loved it, I never wanted it to end.’

  ‘Thank god it did, you nearly killed me. I’ve worn off all that pizza and ice cream in that one session,’ he said as he smiled gently at me.

  ‘Do you think people who don’t have sex, don’t love each other as much?’

  ‘What do you mean?’ he asked puzzled.

  ‘Well I love you and I miss you when I’m not with you, then I see you and I love you even more, but when we’re doing … that, it’s like I couldn’t love you anymore if I tried. It’s like sex with you makes my love even more intense. Does that make sense?’

  ‘It makes perfect sense to me because I feel the same Mia. When I look at you as you’re coming you’re so totally mine in that moment, it’s like we’re one and I never want it to end.’

  ‘I can’t understand how you had so much sex before and never felt like that.’