Forever & an Engine (The Austin Series)

by C. J. Fallowfield

  ‘You’re lucky you’ve got pelvic stitches or you’d be over my knee,’ he scowled. ‘Get that delectable arse in the games room, I’m going to whoop it a different way.’

  He wasn’t joking, three games later I’d lost 2 to 1, it was too uncomfortable bending over that low for that long and it had put me off my game. He came around to give me a pity hug.

  ‘Gloating doesn’t become you. If I was at full fitness you’d be sulking right now. Does your male ego feel better?’

  ‘Much,’ he grinned. ‘Making you come over and over tonight and have you beg me to stop will bolster it even more baby. I’m going to make you want me so badly.’

  ‘I already want you so badly Gabe,’ I sighed as I looked up at him in all his gorgeousness and felt the firmness of his body pressed against mine.

  He gave a small smile of satisfaction to see me so full of longing for him and I gasped as he ran his hand between my thighs and cupped me, stroking me over my trousers with his middle finger while he moved to kiss and bite the side of my neck. I felt myself pulsate, he could turn me on in an instant. I moaned as he continued to stroke and bite while he walked me back against the pool table. He moved his hand and very carefully slid it into my knickers as his other hand started to squeeze my breast.

  ‘Gabe,’ I sighed as I sagged against him. His mouth moved onto mine, hot and heavy and the hand in my knickers moved lower until his middle finger lightly touched my clit and I squirmed. I was on fire to feel his touch again and was on the ascent to a climax from that alone. I let out a big groan and just as I was settling into enjoying him working on me, he pulled his hand out and stood upright.

  ‘I think dinners ready,’ he stated and walked back to the kitchen leaving me standing with my mouth wide open in shock. Had he really just got me all worked up and walked off to check on dinner, leaving me all frustrated? I did my best to stomp up the stairs in a temper, but it hurt my stomach too much and I had to give up and take it slowly. I woke Lexi who hopped out of bed and walked down with me and I opened the kitchen door glowering at him. He gave me a wicked grin and a wink. ‘Have a seat ladies.’

  The table was already laid with cutlery, napkins and small wine glasses. He uncorked a bottle of white wine and carried the lasagne dish over and set it on the table before returning with a plate of the hot focaccia. He dished up some generous portions before pouring us all some of the wine.

  ‘Gabe, can I move in and live here?’ asked Lexi with her mouthful.

  ‘You like my cooking too?’ he asked as he blew on a mouthful and put it in his mouth.

  ‘Your cooking, house, wine, cinema, exactly how rich are you?’

  ‘LEXI.’ I kicked her under the table and gave her a how dare you look.

  ‘The house and most of the contents are my dad’s Lexi, but if you’re checking if I’m a suitable candidate for Mia, I can assure you I’m very comfortably off.’

  ‘So what are we talking? Up to £250K, £500K, £1 Million, just give me a ball park,’ she asked and he looked at her amused, then stole a quick glance at me as I sat open mouthed at Lexi’s bare faced cheek. She was so out of order.

  ‘More,’ he responded and he broke eye contact with me and looked down at his dinner as he pushed his fork around the plate.

  ‘Excellent,’ nodded Lexi as she chewed away, seemingly oblivious to my fury. I pushed my chair back, threw my napkin on the table and walked out and instantly headed for Robert’s lounge to have some time alone, it would take him some time to find me in here, if he even came looking. How could Lexi have even asked that after I made it clear I wasn’t interested? And why did he respond? Did he think it would impress me? I was seething. I curled up in one of the wing back chairs by his fire and hugged a cushion to my chest. I heard Gabe frantically shouting for me, but chose to ignore him. Eventually the door opened and heard him sigh.

  ‘Panic over I’ve found her Lexi, give us a minute.’ I heard the door shut. ‘Mia what the hell?’ he snapped.

  ‘I could ask you the same,’ I said without looking at him.

  ‘What did I do? You stormed off and hid and let me race all over the house trying to find you. Didn’t you hear me calling you?’

  ‘Yes and I chose to ignore you, which is what I’m trying to do now and you’re not taking the hint,’ I snapped, wishing he’d just go away until I’d processed how cross I was with him.

  ‘I don’t understand what just happened.’

  ‘Then you need a lesson in understanding how not to piss women off Gabe. Please go away.’ I still refused to look at him, he always broke me when I looked at him.

  ‘No.’

  ‘Fine I’ll just sit here and ignore you,’ I hissed.

  ‘Fine I’ll just sit here and wait until you talk to me,’ he sighed. I heard him sink into the chair opposite me and I could just see his feet and legs and watched as he put one ankle up on his knee. I bit my lip and focussed on the cushion against my chest and we remained silent for about five minutes, it felt like five hours. ‘Christ you’re so bloody stubborn we’ll sit like this all night. I’ve no idea what I did, so I’ll apologise and you can just get over it ok?’

  I felt the steam leaving my ears and looked up, glaring at him. ‘Just get over it? Are you fucking kidding me?’ I spat. He raised his eyebrows at me and gave me a sexy heart-warming smile.

  ‘Wow baby, you’re kind of extra hot when you’re angry.’

  ‘Don’t try making me laugh, I’m mad. No worse than mad, I’m bloody furious,’ I hissed.

  ‘Is this about me teasing you earlier and walking away?’

  ‘Partly.’

  ‘I was playing.’

  ‘Well I didn’t appreciate it Gabe, it was cruel.’

  ‘Cruel?’ he looked at me with a surprised expression.

  ‘Yes. How would you feel if I did that to you? After days without touching you, I just walked off mid-way through a hand job?’

  ‘Ok I’m sorry, I made a mistake,’ he said, seemingly sincerely as he looked at my hurt face. ‘I thought it’d be a nice build up to later.’

  ‘Fine apology accepted, but it’s not to happen again. You start you finish.’

  ‘Like Magnus Magnusson?’ he asked as he tilted his head. I saw a smile play on his lips and scowled at him again, despite wanting to laugh. ‘So what’s the other “partly” bit you’re pissed off about Mia?’

  ‘You know what and don’t think Lexi’s going to get off lightly either.’

  ‘The money thing? That’s what this is about?’

  ‘Yes,’ I replied narrowing my eyes as I looked at him, this time he didn’t look surprised, he already knew that was why I’d reacted.

  ‘I’d have thought most woman would be happy to know I could take care of them financially.’

  ‘I’m not most women Gabe and you know how I feel about people bragging about their money, or using it buy me. It doesn’t impress me.’

  ‘You seriously still think I’m trying to buy you?! Whatever. I wasn’t bragging, I was asked a question and responded truthfully.’

  ‘You did it to try and impress me. You still don’t trust me after yesterday.’

  ‘What does this have to do with yesterday?’

  ‘You’re still worried I’ll leave you, so you saw an opportunity to tell me how much you were worth to make sure I’d have extra incentive to stay.’

  ‘Mia that’s … ridiculous,’ he replied with a slight stutter. I watched him as he flushed slightly, broke eye contact and looked at his fingers stroking one of his nails.

  ‘Is it Gabe? Look me in the eyes and tell me that wasn’t why you said it? You promised never to lie to me.’

  ‘Mia,’ he sighed.

  ‘Don’t “Mia” me. Look me in the eyes Gabe. If I’m wrong I’ll apologise, but I’m not am I?’ He sighed again and shook his head. ‘You don’t trust me?’ I whispered.

  ‘I’m still scared you’ll leave me Mia,’ he looked up at me and this time held my gaze.

  ‘So y
ou thought telling me you had a million pounds would help?’ I asked, feeling hurt that he thought I was that shallow.

  ‘I don’t have a million.’

  ‘You just said you did.’

  ‘No I said I’d got more, I’ve got just over three and a half,’ he shrugged, like that was normal for a 19 year old. I looked at him open mouthed again and shook my head and pinched the top of my nose. ‘Mia, when mum died she was also dad’s business partner, so there was a substantial key man life insurance pay out and dad invested it all in my name. For ten years his broker played with the funds to get a large a pot as possible for me, which I inherited on my 18th birthday. I kept £500,000 back in deposit accounts, the rest’s invested long term and pays a good monthly income.’

  ‘A good monthly income?’ I laughed. ‘A good monthly income’s £1,000 like I get from my dad. At 5% on that amount you’re looking at over £12,000 a month Gabe.’

  ‘Nice maths. And the problem is?’

  ‘Not the money, the fact that you don’t trust me.’

  ‘Because I didn’t tell you about my money?’ he asked looking puzzled.

  ‘No, that you think your money will bind me to you. I actually don’t give a shit about your money Gabe, in fact I hope you and your money will be very happy together.’ I stood up and walked to the door, but wasn’t quick enough. He leapt to his feet, grabbed me and spun me around, trapping me against the door with his hands either side of my shoulders.

  ‘So I was right to be scared. You’re leaving aren’t you?’ he said angrily.

  ‘I’m angry, I was going to leave the room and slam the door to make my point, then go to bed and ignore you for a while, but you’ve just ruined that,’ I snapped, flashing him another glare.

  ‘You weren’t leaving me?’

  ‘Of course not. I’m pissed off and needed time to cool down, but you’ve just proved my point as you don’t trust me to stay. You obviously don’t think very highly of me either if you thought your money would cement my love for you.’

  ‘Mia I’m sorry, after yesterday I’m still scared. I thought if you knew how much money I had it would make you feel more secure about us.’

  ‘Well you’re a dick.’

  ‘A dick?’ he said, looking astonished.

  ‘Yes a dick. I can’t keep reassuring you Gabe, I tell you I love you, I show you I love you, what more can I do? I can’t keep apologising for trying to protect you yesterday, it was about you, never because I don’t love you enough.’

  ‘Mia I’m sorry ok? I just need time to deal with yesterday, you really hurt me. I love you so much I’m prepared to give up what I want to keep you.’ He sighed and lifted my chin to look at my face. ‘And I’m worried that you might love me enough to change your mind and leave me for doing just that,’ he whispered the last part and I felt my eyes well up and the tears spill over the brim.

  ‘Shit Gabe I’d gone nearly all day without crying,’ I moaned as I gently thumped him on the arm. He wiped the tears rolling down my cheeks with his thumbs.

  ‘Mia please, can we just agree that we both come with baggage and we’re working on it?’

  ‘Ok,’ I whispered. He pulled me into him and kissed the top of my head.

  ‘Mia, can I ask you a favour?’

  ‘You can ask.’

  ‘Will you come back and finish eating your dinner?’

  ‘Ok, it was pretty good,’ I mumbled into his chest. He led me back to the kitchen and Lexi quickly picked up her phone to try and look busy. She sneaked a glance at me and I gave her my best death stare, I’d deal with her in the morning when we were alone. She pulled a face and picked up her wine.

  ‘I’m going for a bath and then to bed. See you both in the morning, thanks for dinner Gabe.’ She hot footed it out as Gabe microwaved our cold meals. I sat at the table and drained my glass of small glass of wine while he watched amused. His face changed when I reached over to pour another glass.

  ‘Sorry one of my baggages, I’m working on it.’ I smiled sweetly at him and he shook his head. We ate quickly and I managed another glass of wine and was feeling a bit squiffy, it must be from mixing the alcohol and my painkillers. He knocked back the rest, I suspected in an attempt to thwart me from drinking more.

  ‘Dessert?’ he growled sexily, as he gave me his best smile, knowing what it did to me.

  ‘No thanks, I’m ready for bed.’

  ‘So does that mean I can Magnus you now?’

  I slapped his arm as I giggled. ‘I’d love you to Magnus me now, but we need to clear up here first.’

  ‘Fuck that, I want to make you come.’ He hurried me upstairs putting on the bedside lights and closing the shutters. As I stood by the bed and he approached me, I suddenly felt all shy. ‘You’ve gone all pink. Are you embarrassed that I want to do this to you without us fucking?’

  ‘Yes,’ I whispered hanging my head.

  ‘O Mia, that’s so adorable.’ He grabbed the hem of my jumper and pulled it over my head and made an appreciative noise when he saw my red lace push up bra. As he ran his finger along the edge of the cup I closed my eyes and let out a little sigh. He gripped my bottom and pulled me to him and slid his hands down the back of my yoga pants, squeezing my cheeks before kissing me tenderly. I was solid butter one minute, melted the next, I’d absolutely no control over my response to his touch. He crouched down taking my trousers with him and made me step out of them and stood up to look at me in my bra and matching red lace knickers. ‘O baby. How did I get so damn lucky?’ he sighed.

  I wondered if the amazement that I had this effect on him, that of all the women he could have, which would pretty much be anyone, he wanted me so badly, would ever go away. He moved towards me again, kissing me more intensely as his hands covered my breasts, he swept his fingers inside the lace cups releasing me from them. He went to work on my mouth with his tongue, his fingers pulling on my nipples until I was panting and groaning. He moved to nibble the side of my neck and within seconds I climaxed whimpering his name. The pain I felt from the tightening of my internal stomach muscles was overridden by the pleasure of my first orgasm in days.

  ‘One down,’ he murmured on my neck. One down? How many was he planning on giving me? ‘How are you feeling?’ he asked.

  ‘Amazing, that was really amazing Gabe,’ I sighed, still on a high.

  ‘I meant your stitches and insides.’ He pulled up and held my face as he looked in my eyes.

  ‘Ok,’ I smiled.

  ‘Don’t lie to me Mia.’

  ‘I’m not, it was slightly uncomfortable, but when I … you know … that was all I could feel.’

  ‘When you came,’ he purred and smiled as my cheeks flushed again. ‘Well let’s see if I can make you do it again and I think you’ll be more comfortable on your back.’

  He slid the straps of my bra down kissing my bare shoulders and reached around and unclipped it. For a second I thought about how much practice he must’ve had to have done that so quickly on first attempt without looking, but as he pulled it off and kissed me again, I was back in the moment with him and forgot to care. He gently lay me down on the bed, pulling off his t-shirt so he was just in his low rise jeans and I automatically licked my lips again.

  ‘You’re so gorgeous,’ I sighed as I looked at him. He smiled happily at me and got on the bed, crawled over me on all fours and just stayed like that for a minute gazing down at me. I chewed on my lip and started to squirm underneath him. ‘Please Gabe,’ I whispered.

  ‘Please what?’ His stormy blue eyes burned into mine and filled my head with visions of us fucking wildly and the sheer bliss I felt when we did.

  ‘Make me come again.’ My voice sounded breathless and my chest was heaving.

  ‘How would you like me to Mia? Nipples, clit or inside?’

  ‘O god,’ I groaned, the thought of any method made me almost incoherent.

  ‘Which one?’

  ‘All three.’

  ‘At the same time?’

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p; ‘No, individually and then all at once.’

  ‘Hmmm aren’t you greedy tonight?’ he smiled with a hint of amusement in his voice. I went to respond but he sealed my mouth shut with his soft lips and dropped to his forearms so he was hovering over my stomach, his pecs rubbing my nipples as he kissed me. I grasped his hair to keep his mouth on mine and I felt my insides taxi-ing towards the climax runway. By the time I released him and his lips moved to suck on my engorged nipples I was well on my way. When he added his fingers to the other breast and squeezed, pulling hard, I made take off and shuddered below him gasping and panting. The pain was a little greater that time, but the climax offset it. ‘Number two down, you’re so receptive baby,’ he whispered. ‘Shall I proceed to number three?’

  ‘Yes please,’ I begged. He moved down the bed and parted my legs, climbing between them and looked at my red knickers.

  ‘These remind me of our first date,’ he said as he ran his fingers over them.

  ‘They’re the same ones.’

  ‘I like them. I promised you some underwear for the ones I ripped off,’ he sighed as he kissed my stomach. ‘I’ll take you shopping tomorrow afternoon. We’ll go to Agent Provocateur.’

  ‘Gabe it’s really expensive there.’

  ‘You think I’m not good for the money?’ he asked smiling as he looked up at me and I scowled down at him and pulled out my tongue. ‘Don’t do that Mia, I’ve images of what that tongue did to me this morning.’

  ‘It can do it again later, if you’ve satisfied me first of course.’

  ‘Are you saying you’re not satisfied yet?’

  ‘Sorry, not by a long shot,’ I winked at him and he grinned and looked back at my knickers. ‘Please don’t tear these, I really love them,’ I begged.

  ‘I’ll treasure them as they’re the first pair I ever saw you in.’ I lifted my bottom as he slid them off my hips and down to my thighs. He instructed me to lift my feet, whipping them all the way off before pulling my legs apart and quickly checking my stitches. I saw him wince as he inspected the dark purple bruises that surrounded them. He trailed his fingers slowly down my pelvis then traced the outline of my tattoo before kissing it, then looking up at me and smiling before he moved again, stopping on my smooth mound gently stroking the baby soft skin.