Love & Loss (The Austin Series)

by C. J. Fallowfield

‘Sexy Lexi,’ Sam chuckled and slipped his other hand around her waist and kissed her cheek. She flamed up immediately and looked at me with a help expression. She was nervous, her top totty ever was here in the flesh and all primed for a threesome with us. I don’t think she’d actually really believed it was going to happen.

  ‘Can I get you a drink Sam?’ I asked.

  ‘I have a couple of bottles of Cristal chilling in my suite. Why don’t we head up and make ourselves more comfortable without all of these prying eyes.’

  ‘Great,’ I nodded and took his hand as he helped me off the stool. He immediately put his hand on my bottom to steady me as I wobbled on my new extra high heels. I quickly grabbed it off and adjusted my dress, as low as I could get it, which wasn’t very low at all. I was terrified of flashing everyone.

  ‘Fuck,’ Sam groaned as he ran his eyes up and down me, resting on the curve of my backside being hugged.

  ‘Quite, shall we?’ I asked with a raised brow.

  ‘Hell yeah, you ok Lexi?’

  ‘Yeah,’ she managed to squeak as he put an arm around each of our waists and started walking. I flicked a glance back at the bar to see the hunk tilt his head to watch me walk away with an annoyed look on his face, so sashayed my hips a bit more sexily as Sam led us to the lifts. I needed to let loose and have some fun. Getting Gabe back on track had been hard work the last few weeks and I was feeling the strain. A bit of flirtation and attention was just what I needed right now. Sam headed straight to the lift that was being guarded by a man in uniform who nodded to him and pressed the button. I noticed a coiled wire hanging from his ear and assumed it was one of his security detail. As one of the hottest boy bands in the world right now, I guessed that he had a whole entourage following him. I shook my legs impatiently and Sam cocked his head at me.

  ‘You seem nervous Mia.’

  ‘I’ve never had a threesome Sam.’

  ‘How about you Lexi?’

  ‘Yeah,’ she nodded. I had to suppress a laugh. She’d turned into a one word wonder, where was the fiery feisty Lexi I knew and loved? Before we could say any more the lift opened and we stepped in, with the security guy blocking the door behind us amidst a load of protests from other waiting parties. Sam still had his hands on each of our waists and I could feel the sexual tension rising in the small space.

  ‘You know for two girls who have regular sex together, you seem a bit cold towards one another,’ Sam frowned as he looked from one of us to the other.

  ‘Cold?’ I exclaimed. ‘No way, we’re just so excited and overwhelmed at what’s happening.’

  ‘Yeah,’ nodded Lexi again.

  ‘I don’t know, I’m not feeling it. You’re two seriously hot girls, but if we’re going to do this I need to feel it,’ he shrugged. I looked over at Lexi and she scowled at me.

  ‘What would help you “feel it” Sam?’ I asked, dreading the answer. This whole thing had been set up to get him and Lexi together and for me to make my excuses and get gone.

  ‘Start making out with each other, give me a preview of what’s to come, so to speak,’ he winked. I stifled a gasp as I looked at his deep brown twinkling eyes, then across at Lexi. She bit her lip and gave me a big wide eyed glare. I knew exactly what she was telling me, it was her Don’t screw this up for me look. I gave her my best WTF?!? look. Loads of girls made out with their best friends, but I wasn’t one of them.

  ‘Sam,’ I protested.

  ‘Mia, seriously, what’s the big deal? You’ve done it before, we’re going to be getting naked with each other soon. Get me in the mood babe,’ he grabbed the base of my pony tail and pulled, leaned in and kissed my throat, trailing his tongue up my neck. I looked over at Lexi with a mortified expression. Before I knew what was happening, she’d shoved him out of the way, slammed me back against the wall and clasped my face in her hands and kissed me, straight on the lips.

  ‘Lex,’ I objected, but heard Sam groan in the background.

  ‘Please, I need sex with him,’ she mouthed as she studied my face. I sighed and nodded, choice of kissing Lexi or Sam, Lexi won hands down. I closed my eyes and tensed up as she kissed me properly, this was so wrong but I was surprised, kissing a girl immediately felt different to a guy, it was more tender and there was less urgency. I heard Sam groan ‘O shit that’s hot,’ behind her as she moved her hands down to grab my backside and yank me against her. I put one hand up behind her head and the other tentatively on her bottom as we kissed a bit harder. I’m kissing a freakin’ girl, I’m kissing Lexi I thought to myself as I just let myself go with it. She wasn’t a bad kisser at all, there again she’d had loads of practice. What was even weirder was that I actually felt turned on, it was so wrong that it felt totally illicit and made it all the more hot. She ground her pelvis against me as I kissed her back, careful not to use tongue, that would be taking it a step too far and seriously wrong. Like this was right in the first place?

  ‘O my God, you two are so fucking hot,’ exclaimed Sam as we broke apart when the lift came to a shuddering halt. Lexi straightened up and backed off and wiped her mouth on her arm as a look of embarrassment passed between us. ‘Damn, I’m so hard, let’s move,’ he ordered as he hustled us out of the lift towards his suite.

  ‘Sam,’ came a deep voice from behind us. He stopped and turned and exhaled heavily. ‘Give me a second girls, go and make yourselves comfortable,’ he winked as he shoved the key card in Lexi’s hand and strode back towards the large dark skinned security guy in a suit and shades. She opened the suite and walked in, and I followed closely behind me and let the door shut behind us.

  ‘What was with the tongue?’ Lexi uttered as she turned to face me.

  ‘What?!’ I exclaimed. ‘There was no tongue and you know it. What was with the arse grabbing and pelvic grinding?’

  ‘I was in the moment and I really want sex with him. No way you were blowing it for me.’

  ‘I’m not blowing anything for anybody thank you very much. I just had to bloody kiss you Lexi, a girl, and that wasn’t a peck on the lips thank you very much. You so owe me for this.’

  ‘Please,’ she scoffed. ‘Don’t try telling me you didn’t enjoy it, I heard you sigh in my mouth. I’m a great kisser.’

  ‘I didn’t sigh,’ I objected and she raised her eyebrows. ‘Fine, I enjoyed it, you’re a great kisser, but there was no sighing, no tongue and they’ll be no repeat performances thank you.’

  ‘Wanna know something?’

  ‘What?’

  ‘I enjoyed it too,’ she giggled. ‘You’re an amazing kisser, I feel extra turned on. Is that really wrong?’

  ‘I don’t know,’ I giggled back. ‘But I do too. Too bad you never actually got to experience my French kissing, I told you I can tie a cherry stem, imagine what my tongue could have done in your mouth.’

  ‘Stop! This conversation is so wrong after what we just did.’

  ‘I know,’ I laughed.

  ‘So how we doing this?’

  ‘Like we rehearsed Lex, I’ll excuse myself to go to the toilet, you drag him to the bedroom and make a start and I’ll leave on an “emergency.” He’ll be too turned on to stop and voila, you have him for the night all to yourself.’

  ‘I love you, you know that right.’

  ‘You’d better, the bloody things I do for you,’ I scowled and whipped my head around as the door opened. Sam closed it and leaned back on it, his erection obvious in his trousers. I walked over to him and ran a hand up his face and leaned in and whispered, in my best sultry tone. ‘We’re so hot for you, I need to go and freshen up as I’m soaking wet, down there. Make a start with Lexi and I’ll join you in minute.’

  ‘Fuck,’ he groaned and nodded. I winked at Lex over my shoulder and headed into his enormous bathroom. I did actually need the toilet and giggled to myself as I went. Here I was in a superstar’s suite in London, making out with my best friend on bloody Valentine’s night. Who’d have thought? I flushed the chain and turned and let out a squeal of em
barrassment. Where I thought there was a wall separating the bathroom and bedroom, it was a huge piece of clear glass. Lucky Sam and Lexi, seemed oblivious, they were too busy rolling around in a passionate embrace on the bed, hands everywhere. I quickly washed my hands and applied some red lipstick. I looked so different, sophisticated with an edge of sleazy hotness. I smoothed my fringe down and tried to wiggle the dress down a bit, but if I pulled it any lower, my tits would pop out. I looked out at the bedroom again and quickly covered my eyes before I turned my back on the glass, seeing Lexi doing that to another guy was going to scar me for life. I quickly made my way to the front door.

  ‘Sam, Lexi, I’m so sorry, there’s been a family emergency I need to get home now. I’ve just rung a taxi.’

  ‘Ok,’ yelled Lexi. ‘Text me later to let me know you’re ok.’

  ‘Sorry Mia, we’ll fix it up again,’ I heard Sam mumble. I chuckled and let myself out of the suite and pulled the door behind me, mission accomplished. I smiled at the security team who gave me a surprised look, obviously not used to seeing women leave his suite quite so quickly. I headed down stairs in the lift. I needed a stiff drink, right now, it was time for me to have some fun. I walked back into the bar, feeling more confident in my shoes and scanned the room. Sexy guy was still there, sitting at the bar looking at his watch. I felt my nipples harden as my chest heaved, he was so damn hot. I took a deep breath and walked over and stood next to him, feeling my skin crackling at his proximity and flicked my fingers at the bartender who came straight over.

  ‘A double vodka cranberry, hold the ice please.’ I went to get my purse out of my small clutch bag and felt strong fingers circle my wrist.

  ‘Allow me. I can’t let a beautiful woman buy her own drink at a bar, especially not on Valentine’s day,’ came a sexy as hell voice. I turned to look at him and teetered on my heels. Shit he was gorgeous. He was in navy pinstripe trousers with a white shirt, undone at the collar, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hand quickly moved to palm my backside to keep me steady as I gasped.

  ‘Thank you,’ I whispered breathlessly.

  ‘You’re welcome,’ came the husky tone, following by a sexy uplift of his lips into the hint of a smile. ‘So why are you here alone tonight?’

  ‘Who says I’m alone?’

  ‘You left with your friend and another man, yet ten minutes later you’re back down here in the bar ordering a drink on your own.’

  ‘You were watching me?’ I flashed a smile at the bartender who pushed my drink over to me on a white paper coaster and my good looking companion handed over a twenty.

  ‘A bit hard not to when you’re wearing … that,’ he nodded as he gesticulated my body with his hand. I took a large swig of my drink, relishing the burn as it ran down my throat. Thank God it was chilled with ice, because all of a sudden I was feeling seriously hot.

  ‘It’s a designer piece.’

  ‘Not many pieces,’ he chuckled with another tour of my bare flesh with hungry eyes. ‘So why are you alone tonight? You’re not telling me a beautiful and sexy as hell woman like you is single?’

  ‘No, I’m spoken for, but sadly he was otherwise occupied tonight.’

  ‘What could be more important than spending the night with you?’

  ‘He’s a swim team coach and has commitments tonight.’

  ‘Well he’s a fool.’

  ‘My thoughts exactly, I’ve been feeling rather neglected lately. So why are you here alone tonight? You’re a good looking guy, you must have a lady in your life.’ I tucked my hair behind my ear as I brazenly flirted with him.

  ‘As it so happens I’m having a bit of a dry spell, lady wise.’

  ‘But not men wise?’ I teased as I sipped more of my drink. God his eyes, they were so intense. He was doing nothing to ease the throbbing between my legs. He threw his head back and laughed and an image of me running my tongue up his exposed throat flashed through my mind, quickly followed by thoughts of hot sheet clawing sweaty fucking. I flicked my eyes down to see he was hard, and boy was he hard. I let out a soft moan.

  ‘Are you ok?’

  ‘Yes, sorry just feeling rather hot.’

  ‘It is hot, incredibly … hot.’ He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, before biting down on it with a heavy sigh. Damn it, this man was sex personified. I suddenly wanted him between my legs, thrusting wildly into me. All that messing about flirting with Sam and Lexi had me horny as hell. I knocked my drink back and placed the empty glass on the bar.

  ‘So how do you fancy getting out of here?’ I asked, feeling brave. The thought of hot sex with this man I’d just met in a bar had me acting totally out of character, there again I’d already had a few drinks to lower my inhibitions for earlier.

  ‘Where did you have in mind?’ he asked as he swirled his ice around his glass and took a sip, looking at me over the rim.

  ‘I was thinking your room,’ I whispered. ‘I have this unbearable itch that needs scratching.’

  ‘I’m not staying here, but if you trust me enough to come with me, I can take you somewhere and happily scratch that itch for the rest of the night.’ He stood up and raised his eyebrows as he waited for my response.

  ‘Lead the way.’ I whispered breathlessly. He placed his hand on my bottom and gently pushed me through the bar towards the lobby and revolving door. Desire was spiking through my body, this was so hot. I really was going wild tonight. I felt his hand moving in circles on my backside as he lifted a hand and summoned one of the waiting taxis, opened the door and held my hand as I lowered myself in the back. He shut me in and walked around and got in beside me and gave an address to the driver who nodded and pulled out.

  ‘So,’ he whispered as he lifted my hand to his mouth and ran his lips over it. I couldn’t hold myself back and reached up and ran my hand over the slight stubble on his face. ‘I don’t even know your name.’

  ‘Mia,’ I replied as I got lost in the full on pools of desire in his eyes. ‘And you?’ I asked as our faces drew closer to each other’s.

  ‘Brandon,’ he uttered as he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me onto his lips. I melted against him, the urgency in his kiss was bad enough, but when I felt his hand slide up my thigh, under my dress and graze my bare wet pussy, we both groaned in each other’s mouths. I wriggled down in the seat, parting my legs for him and he wasted no time in sliding a long finger straight inside me. If I was going to break the rules tonight, I decided I was going all out. I flexed my hips and tightened around him as he started to stroke my g-spot while his tongue lashed hungrily at mine. I grasped the strands of hair just above his shirt collar and tugged as I lost myself in the desire I felt pouring out of both of us. I don’t think I’d ever been this turned on or desperate to have sex with anyone ever before.

  ‘Ahhhh,’ I moaned as another finger made its way inside me.

  ‘You’re so fucking sexy,’ he groaned into my ear as he moved to kiss my neck. ‘Looking at you in that damn thing you call a dress has had me hard since I first saw you walk into the bar.’

  ‘So I saw … so I feel,’ I sighed as I ran my hand up his firm length.

  ‘Fuck,’ he hissed. ‘I need to be inside you soon. How badly do you want my cock inside this tight little cunt of yours, stretching you.’

  ‘Badly, so badly you have no idea Gabe,’ I groaned.

  ‘It’s Brandon tonight remember baby, Brandon Smythe,’ he chuckled, ‘and you were doing so well with this strangers in a bar fantasy up until now.’

  ‘This role play just has me so hot for you baby. I love you, my handsome sexy man,’ I whispered as I bit on his lower lip and tugged it with my teeth and I wrapped my fingers around his girth.

  ‘No regrets about leaving that singers suite?’ he mumbled as he flexed his fingers inside me.

  ‘None,’ I answered sincerely.

  ‘I wanted to punch him when I saw him stick a hand on your arse. He didn’t touch you anywhere else did he?’

  ‘He kissed my neck th
at’s all, but I did have to do something to encourage him not to call the night off.’ I felt Gabe stiffen and not in my hand. ‘Relax, not with him.’

  ‘With Lexi?’ he gasped and pulled his head back to study my face and his fingers stopped moving inside me.

  ‘O yes, some seriously hot girl on girl,’ I teased and he scowled at me. ‘I had to kiss her, he thought we looked cold and said it was putting him off.’

  ‘You kissed?’ he exclaimed.

  ‘Yes,’ I nodded, my cheeks going pink.

  ‘Peck or tongues?’

  ‘Definitely more than a peck, but no tongues. It was quite nice actually, she’s a good kisser.’

  ‘Damn Mia, you should have filmed it that would have gone down so well with Doug he has a thing about watching two women going at it.’

  ‘You’re not mad?’

  ‘I’m not overly thrilled that you enjoyed kissing someone else, but she’s your best friend and from experience I know lots of best friends who make out, girls,’ he added quickly as I raised an eyebrow.

  ‘She was good, but you “Brandon” are amazing. Remind me again how amazing you are on all fronts,’ I demanded as I squeezed his stationary fingers nestled inside me and pulled his lips back onto mine. This Valentine’s night was turning into quite the fantasy. Famous singer sex for Lexi, fantasy role playing for Gabe and I. It had taken quite some convincing when I’d decided to come clean that Lexi wanted to meet Sam here. I’d assured him that if he waited in the bar while I set them up in Sam’s suite if I wasn’t out in ten minutes, he could call the police. I couldn’t wait to get back to his Dad’s city apartment, though first I needed to release the damn orgasm I’d been holding onto since we got in this taxi. I squealed in his mouth as my fingers milked him and my body trembled. I was so desperate for him that I didn’t even care if the taxi driver was looking in his rear view mirror. We were in London, it wasn’t like I was ever going to see him again. I felt Gabe stroking my neck as he gently continued kissing me, then pulled away as the taxi slowed down and drew up.

  ‘Come on Mia. The night’s still young,’ he winked as he extracted his fingers and sucked them. He got out and dealt with the fare as I quickly adjusted my dress and reapplied my lipstick. My cheeks had a post orgasm glow on them and my eyes were sparkling. Gabe had been doing so much better the last week. His new meds seemed to be having more impact, plus he was getting a full night’s sleep on them which helped too and he was loving coaching the men’s swimming team three nights a week. Thank God Davies had given the swim team the night off, Gabe would never have let me go through with tonight’s set up if he wasn’t here to protect me.