‘Gabe, please say something, you haven’t said a word to me.’ I put my hand on his thigh, in sudden need of comfort and swore I heard him inhale sharply, but I got no verbal response. I decided not to let him get to me. I wanted to feel safe again and I moved closer, putting my arm through his and lay my head on his solid shoulder and felt a tiny give in his tense muscles. I ran my fingers up and down his bicep feeling it flex underneath his suit and he squirmed in his seat. The drive back seemed to take forever with the stony silence, but I could feel the air around us heating up. He was waiting until we were alone and he was going to let rip. I closed my eyes and resigned myself to the inevitable argument, determined I wasn’t going to back down. I felt the taxi stop, and by the time I released him and grabbed my purse he’d paid and got out, but he held the door open for me so I smiled at him as I stood next to him on the pavement, which earned me another scowl. God, he was so sexy when he was mad. He pulled my hand again and walked quickly through the side gate and went to keep going, but I pulled back on his hand and he turned and scowled at me.
‘I want you to lock the gate. Please Gabe, I feel safer with it locked at night,’ I begged. He frowned at me, looking puzzled, but did as I asked, then grabbed my hand again and marched quickly along the gravel drive. It was easier for me to follow than the last time in these boots, given I wasn’t pissed, but still five inch heels and gravel weren’t a good combination, but at least he slowed down when I stumbled. We made it to the front door and as I walked up the step to stand next to him he took me by surprise. He grabbed me, swung me around, pushed me back against the door and stood facing me, inches away, his hands gripping my upper arms. My pulse spiked and I felt my skin flush as I parted my lips slightly, trying to keep up with my sudden need for oxygen as I looked into his furious eyes, not sure what he was going to do. Suddenly he was on me, his hands in my hair, mouth aggressive against mine as his tongue forced its way in and he rammed his pelvis into mine grinding hard. I whimpered as his kisses made me quiver and I reached up to grasp his hair as well.
He let go of my head, grabbed my hands and slammed them back down on the door next to my hips and stepped back, quickly tugging at the ties on my dress, undoing them and yanked it open, leaving me panting and so wet for him. He wasn’t in love making mode like earlier, he needed to fuck his anger out. He grabbed both of my breasts and I yelped as he pulled off the nipple tassels as his eyes bored into mine, watching my reaction to the pain of the adhesive pulling away from my sensitive, tender flesh, before his teeth were on one and he bit hard and sucked.
‘Owwww, Gabe,’ I cried out and he shoved his fingers in my mouth so I bit them back just as hard as he was biting me. He worked his way aggressively around the one breast before clamping back down on the other, biting until I screamed his name and begged him to stop. I scowled at him and shoved his shoulders in protest, but he didn’t even sway as he went to work, loosening the ribbons on each side of my knickers until they fell off. When he looked back up at me, his face was so full of hunger for me that I automatically moved my right foot out to part my legs, as he ripped his zip down and tussled himself out of his boxers and came straight at me. He didn’t even check I was ready, he knew me well enough to know I was and he bit down on my neck as he guided himself between my legs and thrust straight up into me with the force of a battering ram.
‘FUCK,’ he yelled as I groaned. I was that aroused he slid into me so far, I felt like something inside me was going to rupture. He stayed biting my neck all over as I lifted my left leg and wrapped it behind him and he held it in place, while his left hand palmed the front door to support himself as his pelvis worked, moving him in and out of me in long, deep firm strokes. I came in under a minute, quaking and swearing as I gripped his supporting arm, my nails digging into his bulging bicep, my other hand tugging at his hair as he grunted, trying to stop him biting me. I felt weak from having been hit so hard and fast, but he showed no signs of stopping and made me come again as he continued to viciously bite my neck and shoulder. I yanked his hair really hard, which forced his head back to look at me, his eyes were like lagoons of lava, the heat boiling over and burning into me and suddenly he grabbed my bottom with his left hand and stepped closer, shoving me up the door and off the floor. I wrapped my right arm around his neck and both legs around his waist as his right hand pushed into my hair.
‘You’re mine, Mia,’ he snapped before coming in to kiss me again.
‘Gabe,’ I sighed into his mouth as I gripped the back of his head to keep him kissing me. He held me up with one arm and the pressure of his chest against mine, his legs rooted to the ground as he started to fuck me faster. He didn’t come off my mouth as my third orgasm hit me and I mumbled obscenities into his mouth, my muscles milking him hard, but still he carried on. I felt so overwhelmed by the quick succession of my orgasms that I started to cry and yanked his hair again to pull him off my face and let me take in a huge gasp of air. ‘Gabe, please … I can’t take anymore, come for me, I need … you to come.’ I looked at his face contorted and focused. The nervous shy boy who I’d made love to earlier had gone, this was Gabe in all his manly dominance.
‘No,’ he growled, then bit my ear. ‘You belong to me Mia, and when you ache tomorrow, every time you move, you’re going to remember why. I fuck you this well, no one else. You’re mine.’ He moved back to my neck again biting really hard. I started to sob as another crescendo started inside me.
‘Gabe, I’m yours … I’m always … yours … no matter what I do, please … please stop.’ I screamed as my whole body trembled with another orgasm and I slid down as my bones turned to liquid. My body sagged against him and my forehead dropped onto his shoulder, yet still he showed no signs of stopping. ‘I love you … stop punishing me … love me,’ I whispered between gasps for air. I felt him tense and he gave one final hard thrust into me and roared my name as he came hard, jerking again and again as I cried on his shoulder. I let my legs drop and he caught me and wrapped his arms around me, squashing me against his chest, his cock entombed inside me, still rock hard.
‘Nothing you ever do will stop me loving you Mia, but it doesn’t mean I’m not going to get fucking mad with you,’ he hissed.
‘You promised you wouldn’t get mad,’ I sniffed as I nuzzled his neck.
‘Jesus Christ Mia, how the fuck did you think I’d react seeing you up there?’
‘I thought it’d turn you on,’ I whispered.
‘O it turned me on alright, me and half the fucking city,’ he snapped.
‘It wasn’t for them, it was for you, only for you. I wanted to do something for you, to make you feel better. You’ve been so grumpy since your accident and I thought it would cheer you up.’
‘You could’ve done it at home for me,’ he sighed sounding a bit softer.
‘You haven’t got a pole.’
‘Then I’m building one into the apartment plans tomorrow, because you looked so fucking hot baby.’ His lips touched my cheek. ‘All I could think about was how hard I wanted to fuck you, to mark you and let everyone know you were mine.’
‘I’m always yours Gabe, I only ever looked at you.’ I felt a hand stroking my hair and his lips followed the trail.
‘I know baby, I saw that. I also saw you doing the splits and working the moves and a pole like it was your full time job. How the hell did you do that?’
‘I took dance until I was seventeen, I’ve always been flexible and I’ve been working really hard on training for this for the last four weeks.’
‘I’ll say, I knew you’d developed more muscles.’
‘So how long are you going to be mad at me for?’ I sighed.
‘I’m so bloody furious you did it without my knowledge Mia, but I also love that you went to all that trouble to please me.’
‘You’d never have let me do it if you’d known.’ I rubbed my cheek on his shoulder.
‘Too fucking right I wouldn’t have.’
‘So you wouldn’t let me
do it again?’
‘I told you we’re installing a pole in the apartment, that’s how much I want to see you do it again.’
‘And what about there, at Peppers.’
‘What?’ he pulled my hair so I had to look up at him.
‘Gabe, I really enjoyed it. I loved knowing what it might be doing to you and that you’d be bringing me home after to fuck me, but I also liked that the other men were wanting me. It made me feel empowered, good about myself.’
‘I don’t make you feel good about yourself?’ he asked with a frown.
‘Of course you do, I love you and I love that you love my body so much and I promise it’s all yours, but it gives me an extra thrill to know all those other men are lusting after me and can never have me.’
‘Jesus Christ. I find the only eighteen year old virgin in town and somehow she’s an exhibitionist.’
‘You just fucked me so hard I came four times. Don’t try telling me it didn’t make you hotter for me watching me up there, knowing they all wanted me and I was going home with you at the end of the night?’ I scanned his face as he awkwardly brushed his hands through his hair and bit his lip. ‘It did, didn’t it?’ I gasped. ‘It turned you on even more. You enjoyed it, that’s why you’re so mad. You liked seeing other guys looking at me like that.’
‘It’s fucking wrong, Mia,’ he snapped again. ‘I get feeling proud when other guys check out your girl, but not getting so fucking turned on by it when you’re hardly wearing anything.’
‘I think you felt safe and could be turned on because we trust each other, Gabe. You know that I belong to you, so you’re able to enjoy seeing other people appreciating what’s yours.’
‘Maybe,’ he shrugged, ‘but it’s still not right.’
‘Why?’
‘You were half bloody naked up there,’ he raised his eyebrows looking at me as if I were stupid.
‘Please,’ I rolled my eyes. ‘I’ve bikinis with less material than that.’
‘Really? Why haven’t I seen these yet?’
‘If you’d met me in summer you’d have seen plenty. Besides, if you remember you said you’d be fine with me going topless on a beach so what’s the difference?’
‘That’s not sexual, but the way you were moving your body up there … that was fucking sexual, Mia.’
‘O please, you sound like just Lexi,’ I said with another roll of my eyes.
‘Lexi knew?’
‘Yes.’
‘I don’t even know why I’m surprised at that,’ he sighed. ‘You happily discuss my cock with her, why not this? Just don’t tell me Doug knew as well?’
‘He had to drop me off and pick me up from my practices as he said you’d be mad with me hanging around for taxis,’ I cringed. ‘He thought I should tell you.’
‘He was bloody right. If I’d hadn’t promised not to get mad, I’d have climbed onto that stage, thrown you over my shoulder, spanked you and fucked you so hard that you wouldn’t have been able to sit down the next day.’
‘Well you may not have thrown me or spanked me, but you got the hard fucking down, Gabe. I think I’ll feel that one for ages,’ I smiled and got one in return. ‘When did you know it was me?’
‘As soon as I looked up to see why they were all whistling and hollering extra loud. You think I wouldn’t recognise my own girl’s gorgeous arse and legs when I saw them?’
‘I hoped you would.’
‘And I hoped you’d bring home the collar and whip,’ he growled surprising me.
‘Really?’
‘Mia, I’ve just gone stiff again inside you just thinking about it.’
‘You never actually went soft, Gabe,’ I laughed. ‘But I don’t think my body can take orgasming again tonight.’ I stood on my tiptoes and pulled off him wincing as he stretched me as he slid back out. I gave him a peck on the lips and tugged on his suit trousers and walked him around to push him gently against the door and nibble his ear. ‘I may be too tired to come again Gabe, but too tired to help you out.’ I let my hands trail down his shirt, feeling the ridges of his abs as I went down onto my knees and pulled his wet erection into my mouth. I heard him groan and felt his hands move to the back of my head. I was starting to love tasting both of us on him, just as he did when he tongued me after we’d had sex. It made me suck him harder, as did the fact that I was virtually naked with my dress flapping open around me, while he was still fully dressed which made me even hotter for him.
‘Look at me Mia, let me see how much you want me, let me feel it,’ he asked quietly. I looked up at him, wondering what my face would look like streaked with my tears and probably half of my black eye makeup, but he didn’t seem to care as he came in my mouth the minute we locked eyes and groaned as I took him down. He pulled me straight up and slid his hands around my bare waist and kissed me before just looking at me, his eyes sliding over my face again and again.
‘What is it, Gabe?’
‘You drive me fucking insane sometimes Mia Page, but I’m crazy in love with you,’ he said softly. I placed my hands on either side of his face and very gently kissed from one side of his mouth to the other.
‘Ditto, Gabe Austin. Take me upstairs, I need a wash and some sleep, so in the morning I can show you how crazy in love with you I am.’
‘Come on then.’
We headed up, him suited up with his semi sticking out of his trousers and me, my dress flowing out behind me, knickers in my hands.
‘Shit, do you have my bra? I love this set.’
‘So do I, I picked it remember? It’s in my pocket, I’d like to have the opportunity of seeing you wear it again and letting me take it off for you next time.’
‘I’m sure that can be arranged.’
We walked straight through to the bathroom and I dropped my dress and stood at the sink and carefully removed my false lashes and makeup and turned around to see his clothes in a heap on the floor, he was already naked and in the shower. He washed his chest and stomach as he watched me unzip my boots and despite my tiredness, I felt my body respond to the sight of him wet and soaped up. It had to be one of my favourite views of him. I went to unhook my stockings.
‘Leave them on,’ came his voice. I looked at him surprised and he grinned and leaned back on the tiles and started stroking himself with his soapy hand.
‘Seriously? Again?’ I asked as I tiptoed over our clothes and walked into the shower.
‘What can I say? Looking at you is such a good incentive.’
‘Can I watch you come?’ I asked as I looked at his hand gripping himself and leisurely sliding up and down.
‘Only if I can watch you at the same time.’
‘I don’t know if I can again.’
‘Mia,’ he laughed. ‘You could come all day. Please, for me. Start by cleaning yourself and then make yourself come for me. Shit, look, I’ve gotten harder just thinking about it.’
‘You know how I feel about you watching me clean,’ I protested.
‘Mia, you just showed your bloody nipple tassels to a crowded room of strangers and simulated sex on the floor, and you can’t clean yourself in front of me?’ He ran a hand through his wet hair to push it off his face and I let out a moan as I stood in the water watching him stroke himself.
‘Damn, you’re so gorgeous,’ I sighed.
‘Ditto baby,’ he grinned. I grabbed the body wash and squirted it down my chest before leaning back on the toughened glass partition and slowly moved my hands and the soap over my breasts, which swelled immediately. He smiled as he watched me and my eyes went down to watch his one hand hold and squeeze his balls, as the other continued to stroke his shaft. I groaned and let my right hand run down my stomach and between my thighs, looking back up at him and he winked at me and smiled. I let my fingers go up inside me and let out a soft moan as we looked at each other. I worked my fingers up and down and around as I looked in his eyes and imagined they were his fingers inside me. He was right, getting clean could be fun. I let out a
few moans and sighs, which had him respond with a guttural grunt and when I felt like I was clean inside I slipped my fingers out and ran them up and down and around my clit.
‘Shit, how am I so horny again? I was ready to sleep and it’s past one,’ I groaned.
‘Baby you just need to accept that you’ve a high sex drive, like me, thank God. I love watching you touch your body, fingering yourself.’
‘The view from here’s pretty spectacular too. O shit … you look so masculine standing there … all ripped and wet, grasping your big cock.’
‘God, I love it when you say the word cock, I’m so close baby,’ he groaned.
‘Me ... too.’
‘Come with me, Mia,’ he begged. I leaned my head back on the glass and inhaled deeply and gave into the feelings surging through my core again and when little sounds escaped from my mouth, betraying my approaching orgasm, I saw him react which finished me off. I looked down as I climaxed to see him ejaculate as I heard him groan my name. He stepped over to me and pushed my wet hair out of my eyes and kissed me so gently. I responded as the water rained down on us and he broke away first and rubbed his nose on mine before reaching for the shampoo. He started to lather up his hair, cursed, and stopped.
‘What is it?’
‘I can lift my arm but my shoulder still hurts holding it up this high. Have you ever tried to wash your hair with one hand? It’s bloody awkward.’
‘Let me do it for you. You keep telling me you’re ok, but I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s causing you trouble.’
‘I don’t like you seeing me weak, Mia,’ he mumbled as I turned him to face the wall and started to caress his scalp.
‘Gabe, it’s not weak to ask for help. I like it when you need me.’
‘I need you all the time.’
‘No, you want me all the time, that’s different. It makes me feel good to know that sometimes I can do things for you that don’t involve sex. It just makes our bond a bit stronger.’
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