‘Really? I thought women liked macho men.’
‘I do, but I already have that here,’ I reached down and grabbed his penis making him laugh. ‘I want everything with you. I want you to be able to fuck me, make love to me, love me, talk and open up to me, and even cry in front of me. Saying it hurts when I wash my hair means I can help you and I like doing that. I love taking care of you and pleasing you.’ I pulled him back under the large showerhead and swept back from his forehead to stop the soap getting in his eyes as I rinsed it clean. When I let go he turned around and pulled me onto his chest.
‘You do take care of me Mia. No one has taken care of me like that since… since my mum and it means a lot. You also please me in so many ways. I feel loved when I’m with you and I know I’m loved by you and that makes me so incredibly happy baby.’
‘Except when I make you mad,’ I teased as I stroked his ribs.
‘Even when you make me mad Mia, if I didn’t love you this much I wouldn’t care enough to get mad.’
‘I get that. Go on, you’re done,’ I smacked his wet bottom gently. ‘Go and get in bed and I’ll be there shortly.’
‘Are you not done, too?’
‘I need to quickly wash my hair as it’s all wet.’
‘I’ll wait, then we can go to bed together. I’m knackered and I don’t want to fall asleep unless I’ve got both my arms around you tonight. It’s been too long.’
When we were done, I blasted my hair dry as he watched and then he dragged me out, leaving our clothes all over the bathroom floor, then took me to bed and spooned behind me and pulled me back onto him.
‘Thank you for the roses and the candles for our first time again, it was beautiful, all of it was beautiful. I feel so lucky to have you,’ I sighed happily.
‘I’m the lucky one baby. Thank you for my lovely meal and the very sexy surprise and I’m sorry I reacted like that.’
‘It’s ok. I think five orgasms says it worked out ok in the end.’
‘You’re going to be getting so many more over the course of this weekend,’ he replied as he kissed my neck.
‘Hmmm. Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Austin.’
‘Never. Wow, it’s so good to hold you properly. Sleep tight baby.’
‘Hmmm,’ I replied. I had a feeling sleep wasn’t going to be an issue tonight.
Saturday
I woke up on the very edge of my side of the bed, facing Gabe who lay on his back, his arm outstretched as if trying to reach me. I’d got in the habit over the last five weeks of waiting for him to fall asleep before moving away, so I wouldn’t accidently hurt his ribs or shoulder during the night. I wondered how long it’d be before I lost that new subconscious roll away technique and we were able to sleep in each other’s arms again all night. I moved closer and propped myself up on my elbow and watched him, it was the most peaceful I’d seen him for weeks. The tension in his face had eased a little, I’d assumed it was all pain or boredom related, but realised not having sex had obviously led to some of it. He was an incredibly sexual person and wasn’t happy unless he was inside me at least three times a day, so five weeks without had obviously taken its toll on him. Thank God we could move onto happier times, I was really starting to feel the strain.
I looked at the clock and saw it was seven again. Another habit I’d be glad to shake now I didn’t have so many responsibilities to fulfil every morning. I crept out of bed and went and got ready in the dressing room, pulling my hair into a ponytail and got dressed in my running leggings, sports bra and a tightly fitting lycra top and bent over to tie up my trainers. I decided to leave my bathroom ritual, to save waking him up, and grabbed my phone, arm band and earphones and headed down to the kitchen to fill up my running sports bottle.
With my work-out mix playing on my iPhone, I pulled the front door gently behind me and made my way out of the side gate, locking it behind me and stretched against the wall as I nodded to the music and headed off, setting the timer. I’d spent the last couple of weeks running to the halfway point to my place. Gabe could do the whole journey in forty minutes and I was really happy when I made it halfway today with no stops in just under twenty-eight minutes. I was getting faster and fitter and leaned on a tree as I glugged some water. There were only a few runners and dog walkers out at this time in the morning and a few of them I was starting to recognise. What was it with people and routines, I wondered? I was about to start the journey back and felt my phone vibrating, it was Gabe facetiming me. He was awake earlier than usual and I realised that it was because he hadn’t taken his tablets when we went to bed late. I figured if I didn’t answer he’d just panic, so I pressed “accept” and decided to just be cheerful. After all it, wasn’t like I was doing anything really wrong, well, other than going out against his express wishes, that was.
‘Hello sleepy head, how are you doing?’
‘Slightly pissed to wake and find you gone. I was looking forward to a lie in with you,’ he frowned.
‘Sex and a lie in, more like.’
‘You look like you’ve just had sex, you’re all flushed. Where the hell are you?’
‘Out running.’
‘Mia,’ he snapped. ‘I told you I didn’t want you going out on your own. Where are you?’
‘Just left the halfway point to my place in the park and am heading back.’
‘Jesus Mia, you’ve no idea how much this worries me, do you? The park’s the perfect place for someone to attack you when it’s quiet. I could’ve come with you.’
‘You can run now? What about your shoulder?’
‘I’ve been given a brace that I can put on to support it.’
‘Sorry, you never said. Plus, you looked like a baby sleeping this morning so I didn’t want to wake you.’
‘I do have a baby’s arm under the duvet,’ he grinned making me laugh.
‘I’ve no doubt that you do. Maybe when I get back and shower, I can remove it for you.’
‘I think “remove” is totally the wrong turn of phrase Mia, you’ve just scared him away.’
‘I’m sure I can do something to bring him back, Gabe. Do we need anything while I’m out?’
‘No, I just need you to come home and take care of me. I’m so helpless baby, I need you so badly. I’ve never needed anyone so much, come and rescue me,’ he said with an adorable pout.
‘Stop taking the piss out of every nice thing I try and say to you.’
‘Actions speak louder than words baby, come back and I’ll show you how much I need you.’
‘You’re incorrigible, Gabe Austin. Now get off the phone and let me run back.’
‘Be careful, Mia,’ he said reverting to his stern face.
‘Yeah, yeah, yeah,’ I blew him a kiss and he kissed the screen and I cut him off and set the timer and headed back, amazed that he hadn’t flown off the handle with me. Sex really had chilled him out.
I ran up the stairs into the bedroom to find him lying half propped up, naked on top of the bed, erect, with the leather paddle in his hands and the leather buckle cuffs on his thighs. It was quite a sight.
‘How fast?’ he asked.
‘Twenty-eight minutes to the gate, the promise of sex is a good incentive.’
‘Correction. The promise of amazing sex with me is an excellent incentive.’ He slapped his palm with the paddle and grinned.
‘Alright Mr. Cocky. Give me five minutes and I’ll take you up on your offer.’
‘No, we’ll do it now.’
‘Gabe, I haven’t brushed my teeth yet and I’m all wet,’ I protested.
‘Just how I like you baby,’ he winked.
‘Not that kind of wet, well actually yes, but I meant my chest and back are all wet.’
‘Don’t care. I want you naked and bent over the end of that bed now.’
‘Gabe.’
‘You’ve just gone from our regulation ten spanks to twelve Mia, do you want to make it fourteen?’ he asked with a twinkle in his eye. I gasped
, I’d not yet made it past ten with the paddle and he knew it. I kicked off my trainers and ripped off my arm band and clothes and scowled at him, as he lay there smiling arrogantly at me.
‘Sometimes I hate you, you know that right?’ I muttered as I walked forward to the edge of the bed and curled over the smooth rounded leather and put my palms flat on the duvet, my arse forced up in the air.
‘The bathroom door’s that way, Mia. If you want to go and shower, you can.’
‘You already know I won’t so stop talking, cuff me, spank me and fuck me.’
‘I thought you went to private school, didn’t they teach you manners?’
‘Please.’
‘With pleasure,’ he replied as he leapt out of bed.
An hour later I lay on my back on the bed still handcuffed and panting as he came up from between my thighs and kissed me.
‘How did you get to be so kinky baby?’ he murmured.
‘I’ve no idea. Are you saying you don’t enjoy it?’
‘I enjoy spanking you because I see how much it turns you on, but I do have to admit that I love being in control and having you at my mercy,’ he rolled onto his back and pulled me into his side.
‘Well maybe we’ll have a little role reversal tonight and I’ll be in charge.’
‘No, it’s my turn for a while. You’ve been calling all the shots while I’ve been lain up. I need to reclaim my manhood.’
‘You’re manhood’s been doing pretty well if you ask me.’
‘You aren’t wrong,’ he laughed. ‘I’ve never ejaculated as much as I have since being with you.’
‘You’re so sweet, I love semen talk before ten a.m. Right, I need a shower and to stretch my neck, it feels really stiff and sore this morning.’ I struggled to sit up with my hands tightly cuffed in front of me.
‘O, no you don’t.’ Gabe pulled me back down.
‘You can’t be ready again?’
‘No, I’m hungry. We’re going to eat and then we can shower. I like you smelling of sex, of me,’ he grinned as he kissed me.
‘Please at least tell me we’re washing our hands before we cook?’
‘Mia please, this is me you’re talking to. Come on.’
‘Unbuckle these for me then so I can put a t-shirt on.’ I thrust my bound wrists at him.
‘No, I like you in them. Keep them on.’
‘And you call me kinky, you pervert. I’m not going down naked and cuffed.’
‘I’ll let you go down with knickers and cuffed.’ He disappeared and came back with his tight white boxers on and wriggled a pair of white mini briefs onto me and held my fingers and led me down to the kitchen. He washed his hands, then mine and kissed each fingertip before making me sit on the barstool as he made us a coffee each, poured some juice and put it on the table. I giggled as I watched him put out the placemats and cutlery. ‘What?’
‘I’ve just realised that I’m finally ok us walking around naked, or virtually naked, Gabe. You wouldn’t want to do a nudist colony holiday, would you?’
‘Fuck no,’ he looked at me horrified. ‘I don’t want to see naked eighty-year-old wrinkly men or women, thank you very much. Shit, that wasn’t a request was it?’
‘No, I was just checking as that would gross me out too. Glad we’re on the same page.’
‘I’m glad I’m on this Page,’ he said as he touched between my legs and kissed me.
‘Wow, how long have you been saving that one up?’ I laughed.
‘Ages, it’s been hell waiting for the right moment to shoe it in. So what are you having?’
‘I’d love a sausage, bacon and egg sandwich, please. White …’
‘Bread and plenty of butter, yes I know,’ he smiled as he interrupted me.
‘Let me guess, scrambled eggs and grilled sausage and bacon on wholemeal toast with no butter.’
‘So we’re getting to know each other’s favourite things and habits. That’s good.’
‘What was Julie’s favourite breakfast?’
‘Stop trying to test me.’ He flashed me a look. ‘You know I never slept over with her, so we never had breakfast together.’
‘Just like to keep you on your toes, with cunningly designed questions, so you know I’d catch you out if you ever cheated on me.’
‘Mia, when the sex is this good why would either of us look elsewhere?’ he asked as I yawned and stretched my back. He stopped preparing the food and turned to look at me, concern etched on his face. ‘O my God. I’m your first, you’re wondering if sex could be better with someone else, aren’t you?’
‘Eh? No, of course not! How could you ask me that?’
‘You didn’t answer when I asked why either of us would look elsewhere.’
‘Because I yawned Gabe, and you jumped in panicking before I could answer. I’ve had less than four hours sleep and I’m really hungry.’
‘You really don’t wonder if …’
‘No, I can’t imagine it getting any better than this, Gabe. Trust me, I love our sex life, I love your penis and I love you. I’m not at all curious to try it with anyone else. Kiss me and stop getting yourself all worked up,’ I sighed. He gave me a quick peck before carrying on putting stuff in the grill.
‘What time did you wake up?’
‘Seven.’
‘You woke up in the night?’
‘No, I slept straight through.’
‘Then you’re bad at math, you had five hours sleep not four, you were out like a light when we cuddled up at two.’ I ignored him and managed to grasp my coffee mug handle and take a few sips. ‘No witty come back? What’s going on baby?’
‘Nothing.’
‘Mia?’
‘Nothing, Gabe.’ He turned around and gave me the don’t lie to me, look. ‘Ok, I didn’t go out like a light, I pretended to.’
‘What?’ he put down his tongs and frowned at me.
‘I pretended to go to sleep.’
‘No way, I’ve slept with you long enough to know you when you’re sleeping.’
‘No, I was faking it.’
‘No you weren’t, you make that funny little noise you do when you drop off.’
‘What, this one?’ I mimicked it and he looked at me shocked. ‘Don’t look so surprised, I lived in a dorm. You don’t think the girls didn’t take the piss by taping me and playing it back.’
‘Why the bloody hell would you fake going to sleep?’ he glared.
‘Because I’m scared shitless of accidentally hurting you in the night by being close to you, Gabe.’ It tumbled out before I had a chance to apply a filter.
‘So you what, leave?’ he asked looking astonished.
‘No,’ I sighed. ‘I wait every night for you to go to sleep and then I move over to my edge and go to sleep, then I wake up early and either come back over or get up so you don’t notice.’
‘Mia, seriously? How long?’
‘A while,’ I averted my gaze.
‘How long?’ he asked firmly.
‘Since your accident, ok.’
‘No, not ok. Baby that’s been weeks and I’ve been keeping you up late as I could sleep during the day and you’re telling me you’ve only been getting five or six hours sleep a night?’
‘It’s no big deal,’ I shrugged.
‘Mia, come on. You love your sleep. I can’t believe you’ve done that for me and not said anything.’
‘You’ve had enough on your plate Gabe, I needed to look after you and make sure you didn’t get hurt by us sharing a bed.’
‘It’s not just that though. You’ve been looking after me in the day, studying, doing laundry, exercising, not to mention all the playing we’ve been doing with your new toys. Baby, you must be exhausted.’ He walked over and tipped my head back and looked down into my eyes and I smiled weakly, relieved it was out in the open. ‘How are you still standing?’
‘I don’t know, adrenaline I guess. I needed to keep going for you so I did, just like you did for me.’
‘
That was one week Mia, this has been five weeks.’
‘So I’ll catch up now things are easing up. Look at you, you’re cooking breakfast without me, or not. Please, can you get back to it? I’m starving.’
‘I promise I’m going to make this up to you. I still can’t believe you’ve been doing that.’
‘I love you, it’s not been a chore, though it’ll be nice to fall asleep before you and not have to roll away. At least I’ll look at an eight a.m. alarm fondly now.’
‘You’re one amazing girlfriend, Mia. I love you so much.’ He kissed me again and I closed my eyes and enjoyed it until he broke away.
‘You’re amazing too Gabe, and you know what else you’re really, really, really amazing at?’
‘Bacon, sausage and egg sandwiches?’ he grinned.
‘Yes, shake that arse of yours and make my breakfast, please. I’m all tied up and can’t do it,’ I begged. He hesitated and frowned.
‘You know how you faked ...’
‘No! I’ve never faked an orgasm with you. Please, sandwich now, before I’m forced to paddle your bottom for neglect.’
We sat at the dining table and he laughed seeing me try to eat with my hands so tightly cuffed and cut it up in tiny pieces for me. He pushed his chair back when he was done and sipped on his orange juice as he watched me chew the last bits and wipe my mouth on my arm.
‘You’ve really never …’
‘Gabe, I’ve never faked an orgasm. I may avoid answering a question, or deliberately not volunteer information, but I don’t lie to you.’
‘I was going to say you’ve really never eaten with handcuffs on have you?’
‘Now who’s the liar?’ I stood up and walked to him, put my cuffed wrists over his head and sat down straddling his lap, he really wasn’t himself lately. He had lightened up a bit since we’d had sex yesterday, but he seemed really insecure which wasn’t like him at all. ‘I’ll never fake it with you and you’d better not with me.’ I moved my hips rubbing my crotch over his dick, which was unusually soft considering I’d been sitting in front of him in only a tiny pair of knickers and cuffs. I didn’t have to wait long before he stiffened up under me. ‘Why were you not hard already?’
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