‘Weirdo,’ I giggled. I ran my thumb up and down his neck and kissed him quickly again. ‘Can I say one more thing before we have our romantic silence?’
‘Sure,’ he nodded and kissed me back.
‘This bed is super comfy,’ I exclaimed and he burst out laughing.
New Year’s Eve
I tiptoed up and kissed the back of his neck as he unloaded more bottles of beer from the crates that Doug had lugged up the stairs while he carried the platters of food. He smiled and lifted his t-shirt to wipe his face and I hissed through my teeth to see his glistening torso, damp with sweat that I just wanted to run my tongue along. He raised his eyebrows as he lowered it and saw me looking.
‘Again?’ he mouthed with a wide grin. I just smiled and nodded. We’d gone sex crazy since we moved in Saturday night, more sex crazy than normal. With the exception of Cindy and Lexi coming over every morning to help with my routine and Gabe going next door to play Xbox with Doug and our meal out to thank them for their help, we’d not left the apartment. It had been bliss, interrupting the sex had been cooking together, playing pool and pinball, watching TV and movies, loads of laughing and a few sexy lap dances and practice runs on the pole.
‘Seriously you two,’ groaned Doug.
‘What?’ I asked as I looked at him.
‘Why not just go at it with me standing right here? You couldn’t be less obvious if you tried.’
‘Sorry Doug, but he’s looking all workman rough, hot, sweaty and ready and that slight stubble is … gggrrrrhhhh.’
‘Way TMI. Do I need to clear out?’
‘Can you give us twenty minutes?’ Gabe asked without taking his eyes off me.
‘Can’t you make it a quickie, we have loads to do dude.’
‘That is a quickie,’ smiled Gabe with a wink at me and I giggled.
‘Jesus,’ Doug muttered. ‘Call me when you’re ready, I’ll go and see if Lex is feeling in the mood, though I’m not holding out much hope.’
I flashed him a smile and reached out and squeezed his shoulder, I knew she was holding back because she was planning on breaking up with him, despite my protestations, and I was dreading the fall out. By the time I shut the door Gabe had already unbuttoned his jeans and he picked me up and rammed me back onto the wall next to the door, sliding his hands up my mini skirt.
‘God I’m so hot for you right now,’ he groaned as he bit my neck.
‘You are hot,’ I sighed as I ran my hands up his damp t-shirt over his moist back. I licked the hollow of his throat tasting the saltiness of his skin and tightening my nails into the back of his shoulders. ‘Very hot.’
‘Hmmmm, a rough quickie?’ he growled.
‘Yes,’ I hissed as I bit his ear lobe and sucked. I felt his fingers slide into my damp knickers and thrust up into me as I gasped and leaned my head back on the cool brick wall. ‘Harder,’ I begged as he squeezed in a third finger and worked on my g-spot.
‘Fuck you’re wet,’ he groaned as he chewed on my neck.
‘You’re looking all … o shit … all … extra manly today.’
‘I thought you loved the smooth man in a suit look.’
‘I do,’ I nodded. ‘But you look just as hot all … workman rough too.’
‘Come for me baby, I haven’t fucked you on the pinball machine yet and it’s looking really tempting right now.’
‘O God … o God,’ I squealed and clung onto him even tighter as I exploded in a violent orgasm and felt myself soaking his fingers.
‘Owwww shit baby, you’ve drawn blood with your nails. That’s so hot,’ he groaned as he smashed his lips onto mine and we kissed frantically. He yanked his fingers out of me and shoved them in my mouth, delighting in how hard I sucked them as I looked into his turbulent eyes. I dropped off his hips and walked him back into the pool table, which shuddered as he rammed into it and I grappled his erection free and sank to my knees, running my tongue up his shaft as he looked down at me. As I stretched his foreskin back to lick the sticky pre-come from his head I watched his eyes half close and his jaw drop and he took a deep breath and grabbed my pony tail with both hands and tilted his pelvis to push into my eager mouth.
‘Hmmmm,’ I groaned as he slid in and filled my mouth. I ran my hands up his damp stomach and dragged my nails down, in and out over each tight ab as I sucked and enjoyed the taste of him on my tongue.
‘Damn it Mia,’ he hissed as he pulled my hair tighter, anchoring my head as his thrusts skimmed him over the roof my mouth and further down my throat and I felt him swell. It always turned him on more when he could look into my eyes and control my head and it turn that made me hotter for him. He suddenly released me, pulled me up and lay me down in the middle of the pool table, before ripping off his t-shirt, climbing up shoving my knickers to the side and thrusting into me.
‘Ahhhh,’ I cried as his powerful strokes shoved me up the table. His passion for me never failed to take my breath away, our love for each other just made it even more intense than our first few weeks together. He shoved my t-shirt up over my breasts and bit one of my nipples making me scream and grasp his silky hair to hold him on me as he sucked it and thrashed with his tongue. I slid my hands down into the back of his boxers and raked at his bottom and he rammed into me again and again and as I climaxed yelling his name, he roared mine and offloaded into me and shoved his damp forehead into the crook of my neck. ‘Wow,’ I uttered.
‘Yeah,’ he agreed.
‘You need to open the complaints department though, you finished a full seven minutes ahead of schedule, I feel cheated,’ I gasped as I tried to catch my breath. He chuckled on my shoulder.
‘Who said I’d finished baby? I promised you sex on the pinball machine and we haven’t made it over there yet.’
‘Animal,’ I giggled.
‘You can talk, I’m back to training with the swim team on Monday night and you’ve scratched me up, how’s that going to look?’
‘You’re what?’ I stiffened up below him.
‘You knew that,’ he said as he lifted his head to look at me puzzled. ‘I start Uni again next week and it’s back to normal.’
‘When were you cleared to start training again?’
‘I don’t need to be cleared Mia, I’m ready.’
‘Gabe, we talked about this, one day at a time, if you’ve not been cleared by Pete then you’re not ready.’
‘Don’t start. You’re ruining my happy buzz. We haven’t had one argument in a whole week.’
‘Who’s arguing now? I just don’t understand why you haven’t talked to me about this so we could make the decision together.’
‘I don’t need to run every decision I make past you Mia,’ he snapped as he pulled out of me and hopped off the table. ‘I’m not a fucking child who needs permission to do things.’ He looked down as he started buttoning his jeans up. I adjusted my knickers and pulled down my t-shirt and sat up resting back on my hands.
‘I never said you were Gabe, but Pete’s a specialist for a reason and he’s been paid to look out for you and make sure you don’t rush things and make your shoulder worse. All that repetitive swimming, against the force of the water is a lot more damaging to your shoulder than anything you do out of the pool.’
‘Are you done with the pep talk? Doug and I have more crates to bring up,’ he grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it back over his head. I rolled my eyes while he wasn’t looking. Now wasn’t the time to pick a fight with him, not when we had people coming over.
‘So we’re not carrying on where we left off then, on the pinball?’
‘No, strangely when you try and lecture me like you’re my mother it tends to make me lose my erection.’ He flashed me a glare as he strode to the front door and headed out. I sighed and jumped off the table and locked myself in the bathroom, stripped off and had a shower and washed my hair. I got out my shine oil and ran my hands over my damp body, making sure everywhere was coated, my outfit left a lot of skin exposed. I hooked a towel aroun
d me and padded to the bedroom and dried my hair straight and pulled it into pony tail before spritzing some perfume and layering on loads of black mascara and a line of black eyeliner. I put in my diamond studs and my silver necklace, bangle and rings, then scooped up my black utility shorts and diamanté quarter cup bra and crotchless knickers and a black tight fit crop t-shirt. Lexi had my accessories and I was borrowing her biker boots. I looked at my watch, I’d better go over, we were setting up the food in my apartment and having the music and alcohol in here. I locked the bedroom door and headed out through the bathroom to find Gabe and Doug wiping their brows as they dumped another crate of beer on the island.
‘Mia,’ Gabe snapped. ‘We have company, where the hell are your clothes?’
‘I’m in a towel Gabe, Doug’s seen me in a bikini for goodness sake. I’ve locked the bedroom door from the inside, will you remember to lock the connecting door from the bathroom? I don’t want anyone going in our bedroom or pinching my jewellery.’
‘Yes, you’ve told me like a thousand times,’ he sighed and looked at Doug with a WTF? expression. I bit my lip and let out a calming breath. We’d been perfect all week, but we’d been alone. I’d felt the tension in him when we woke up with this morning and I’d decided to put it down to the stress of the party and the thought of us both going back to Uni, where he couldn’t keep an eye on me 24/7, but it concerned me that he was still getting wound up like this. He also hadn’t seen Dr Jarvis in over a week with it being the festive period and now his denial over his swimming again … well I had a feeling the easy times were about to be over.
‘Sorry to nag then. I’ll go and join Lexi to get changed and sort the food. Let me know if you need any help with anything ok?’
‘Thanks Mia.’ Doug smiled at me with a knowing look, I could tell he’d noticed the change too. ‘We’ve got this, go and chill out with Lex. She seems really stressed today.’
‘Going around,’ I smiled and headed over to Lexi’s leaving the front doors open. ‘Lex?’
‘Kitchen,’ she called and looked around at me and raised her eyebrows. ‘Give me a minute, oiled skin, sexy towel costume, it’ll come to me in a second.’
‘Very funny, you know this isn’t my outfit. How are you doing?’
‘Fine. Gabe’s dropped off all the party platters, so they’re all laid out in the lounge, puddings are in the fridge and I’m about to open a bottle of zinfandel. Want some?’
‘I sure do, but that wasn’t what I was asking.’
‘I know,’ she nodded.
‘So?’
‘It’s New Year’s Eve, do we have to do the deep emosh shit tonight? I don’t need a bloody lecture.’
‘God are you and Gabe on the same meds today? I’m trying to be a concerned girlfriend and best friend and keep getting my head bitten off. I’ll leave you in peace.’ I headed off to my old room and shut the door wondering what both of them were on today. My room looked just like our dorm rooms did when we arrived at the start of term. Beds stripped and bare, no duvet, pillows or personal effects anywhere. I pulled on my knickers, dropped the towel and hooked my bra up and was just shuffling the straps into position when Lexi came in carrying a glass of wine and held it out to me.
‘You’ve got that cheap underwear with holes in on again.’
‘It’s Agent Provocateur.’ I reached out and took the wine off her.
‘Still got holes in it.’
‘You just come in to get all “deep emosh and lecture me” on my underwear?’ I asked as I swigged some wine and looked at her.
‘Sorry, I’m on edge,’ she sighed as she plumped herself on the bed.
‘Really? Thanks for pointing that out, I was totally clueless.’
‘Shut up,’ she grinned as I put my tongue out at her, set my wine down and wriggled my shorts on.
‘What gives with you and Gabe?’
‘Don’t even start me. You not drinking?’
‘Yeah, I couldn’t manage the door handle and two glasses at once.’
‘Novice. Go and get your wine and bring the outfits in here and we can get ready together.’
‘Hey whose house is this?’ she exclaimed. ‘O actually it’s still yours, but you don’t live here anymore. Bring your wine and come to my room so we can get ready. It feels like dorms on first day of term in here.’ She looked at me puzzled as I burst out laughing. ‘What?’
‘I thought exactly the same as I walked in here.’
‘See great minds, it’s like we’re one.’
‘God I hope not, I don’t need all your problems in my brain as well.’ I grabbed my wine and followed her into her room. I drained my glass in one and shook my head. ‘Blehhhhh.’ I pulled my t-shirt on and did a spin in front of her mirror and nodded.
‘Arse and tits are looking good,’ Lexi nodded.
‘Thanks, where’s the other kit and your boots?’
‘Chair,’ she nodded. ‘So you really think I should wear this stupid Xena outfit?’
‘Well I picked it for you to tantalise Doug, but now you’re just stringing him along until it’s a “nicer time” to dump him, you may just aggravate him even more.’
‘What do you mean aggravate him? I’ve tried to be really nice, I don’t want to fall out with him, but I can’t carry on seeing him.’
‘Lex when did you last have sex with him?’ I asked as I did up the gun holders around my thighs.
‘Before I cheated on him, I can’t bring myself to sleep with him again.’
‘Because you care Lex, you really care about him.’
‘Don’t play that record again, if it was any other time of year I’d have finished with him after doing that.’
‘Well he knows something’s wrong, he seems really down.’
‘You haven’t said anything have you?’
‘Of course not, but he confides in me, we text and talk given we both have partners who aren’t the most emotionally forthcoming.’
‘I’m emotionally forthcoming with you,’ she protested as I pulled on some black socks.
‘When I push you. Are you getting dressed or what?’
‘Well what else can I wear if I don’t wear this? Plus I bloody paid for it.’
‘I bloody paid for it, you just picked it all up,’ I laughed as I did up her biker boots.
‘Always with the details Page,’ she sighed. ‘Fine but I’m going to look a right tit.’
‘The plan was for you to look like you had a pair of tits and to show off your legs. Stop whinging and get it on, people will be here soon. More wine?’
‘Hell yeah, I’ll need to be pissed to wear this stupid outfit.’
I smiled and headed out to fill us both up and loaded up my water pistols and re-holstered them. I headed into her room and helped her do up the chest armour at the back.
‘Told you your legs would look good in that leather look skirt,’ I nodded.
‘They do don’t they? How do my tits look?’
‘Amazing, you’d think they were real. Can I feel them? They’re begging to be touched.’
‘Go on then, don’t squeeze too hard in case you damage them,’ she chuckled.
‘Lex, they’re so firm,’ I giggled as I gripped the plastic cones. ‘You could take someone’s eye out with these tits, they’re so pert.’
‘Feels good.’ She nodded looking down at them and went to take a swig of her wine and dribbled it all down her mouth. ‘Shit, I’m all wet now Mia, look what you’ve done.’
‘You’ve dripped all over the carpet, quick wipe it up.’ I gasped. Cream carpet and pink zinfandel didn’t go. She groaned and bent over with a tissue and flashed her knickers as her skirt rode up. I couldn’t resist and pulled out a pistol, dropped to one knee and squirted her straight between the legs.
‘Mia,’ she screamed. ‘My bloody knickers are soaking now, stop, stop,’ she screeched as she ran to get out of the blast radius and I giggled then gasped and put my finger to my lips as I heard a groan outside the door. I tipto
ed over and flung it open and Doug was leaning on the door frame and went bright red.
‘What are you doing Doug?’ I asked.
‘What am I doing? I always suspected you two had a thing going on.’
‘What?’
‘I saw you come into her room and came to listen thinking you may be talking about me and heard you getting all frisky with each other, it was so hot.’
‘Doug, you perv,’ I gasped and whacked his arm. ‘We weren’t getting frisky, I told you we’re not like that.’
‘Please, feel my tits, oooo they’re so pert, God I’m all wet and my knickers are soaking. Yeah right, nothing’s going on.’
‘We were talking outfits you degenerate.’ I grabbed him and dragged him into the bedroom and Lexi gave him a wave as his jaw dropped as he took in her outfit. ‘I was feeling her Xena fake tits and when she bent over to clean up some spilled wine and I sprayed her knickers with my water pistol.’ I blasted him in the open mouth to make my point and he choked.
‘You weren’t having hot lesbian sex?’
‘Give it up Doug, never going to happen. I’ll leave you two alone for a minute. Nice soldier outfit by the way.’
‘Thanks Lara,’ he grinned. ‘I’m Scott from Strike Back.’ He moved into some kind of ninja karate pose and unimpressed I just pulled my gun out, sprayed him in the face again and blew the end of it while he spluttered and tried to wipe the water out of his eyes as Lexi laughed.
‘Gabe in a better mood?’ I asked.
‘I had a word, I didn’t know he was returning to swimming until tonight either, we’ll take later when he’s a bit more chilled.’
‘“Absolutley,”’ I nodded.
‘Nice, quoting already,’ he nodded with a grin. ‘Go see Gabe, seeing that outfit will definitely cheer him up.’
‘“Really? That’s fascinating,”’ I replied in my best Angelina Jolie voice.
‘Damn you’re good,’ Doug laughed. I smiled and shut the door leaving them to it and headed over to our apartment and quietly pushed open the front door. I could hear Gabe finishing off in the shower and called for him, planted my feet on the floor and put my hands on my hips, waiting for him to come out. He wandered out tucking his towel around his hips and I nearly broke my Lara cover and had to stifle a groan when I saw him all damp with rivulets of water running down his flexing stomach. He looked up and stopped in his tracks as he worked his way up and down my body and I saw him gulp and the tip of his tongue flicked over his bottom lip, but it was the fast projection of the towel as he got aroused that really pleased me.
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