The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series)

by Fallowfield, C. J.

  ‘Why did you look after me last night after I hurt you?’

  ‘You were upset and I knew it’d calm you,’ I uttered between catching my breath.

  ‘But what about you?’

  ‘I just wanted to comfort you, Gabe. It wasn’t about me.’

  ‘Mia,’ he sighed. I could feel the appreciation in his voice washing over me and I closed my eyes and when I opened them I recognised the lust in his. He grabbed my hand and led me around to the passenger side and pushed me back against the car again. I felt my pulse speed up as he looked at me, stepped forward and undid the button and zip on my jeans. He pinned me down again and kissed me, his tongue working its way around mine as his hands slid up my jumper and reached my bare breasts and we both gasped at the contact. He moved onto my neck as his thumbs stroked my nipples.

  ‘Gabe, stop,’ I gasped, secretly begging him not to.

  ‘It’s ok baby, no one’s near us, enjoy it. I know what relaxes and calms you too.’ He ran his tongue up my neck and pulled on my nipples, making me moan, before one hand slid down my stomach and into my knickers and I parted my legs to allow him further down. ‘You’re always so compliant parting your thighs for me.’

  ‘Because you always make me come when I do,’ I groaned. His finger parted my puffy flesh and found my eager clit as he returned his mouth to mine, hot and heavy and he continued to ply my breast. I held his head with one hand as I lifted my jumper up to place the other on top of his and pressed his fingers tighter around me. He worked on my clit expertly, despite the tight encasement of my jeans and I started to make small pelvic movements as I felt myself responding inside. I had to pull away from his mouth to draw in some air and bit on his ear lobe. ‘Shit, how do you … know just where … to touch me?’ I felt my eyes roll back as I closed them and knew I was close when I felt a warmth spreading inside me, making me even slicker for his touch.

  ‘I know your body better than I know my own, Mia. I’ve seen you come a hundred times, watched you with your fingers and your toys so that I can do better. Nothing’s going to make you come harder than I can. My fingers, mouth and cock are going to ruin all other forms of getting off for you, just like you have for me. Lately, I can’t even get myself off unless you’re watching me.’ I bit down on his shoulder as he started to kiss my neck again and I felt my clit swell and start to fire off signals to my brain. He pinched my nipple and I leaned into him and moaned as my body started to quake and I came quickly. He stayed there, his hands still in place as I nestled into his neck and kissed it again and again, biting gently between each kiss. He straightened up when I’d calmed down, pulled his hand out of my jeans and sucked his finger and his pupils dilated. I leaned back on the car, not caring my jumper was up over one breast with my nipple erect standing proudly in the breeze. ‘Fuck, I need to taste you’ properly.’

  ‘Take me home then.’

  ‘No, now. Drop your jeans and knickers and get in the car,’ he ordered as his eyes glittered. I didn’t need him to tell me again, he wouldn’t ask me to if he could see it wasn’t safe to do so. I lowered my jumper and opened the door and climbed into the passenger seat, moved it back, reclined it and quickly pushed my jeans and knickers down to my knees. I watched as he got into the car above me and folded himself into the small foot well space and pushed my clothes down to my ankles before closing the door. I was breathing fast, it was broad daylight in a busy car park and it only added to the thrill. He pulled my knees as wide as he could and slid his hands under them, cupping my bottom and pulled me forward to his mouth.

  ‘O fuck,’ I groaned.

  ‘You rarely say fuck during foreplay or sex, Mia,’ he observed as he looked at me from his crouched position.

  ‘You rarely do this in public, in daylight. It warrants a fuck.’

  ‘O, I think when I’m done here, it’ll warrant a fuck, in more ways than one.’ His head dipped and I felt his tongue slide through me easily and he moaned softly as he lapped at me hungrily. As I gripped his hair tightly, I wondered if this was why men went bald prematurely, were all bald men seriously good at oral? I soon moved my thoughts back to the skill of his tongue, on me, in me, moving around me. Like a conductor he knew just what was coming next and carried it out with meticulous precision until I was writhing, tugging and groaning his name.

  ‘O God, Gabe.’ The noise of him sucking at me greedily was enough for my senses to short circuit. My back arched right up off the seat as I yelled his name and my thighs clamped down on his head as I came. He scrambled up in seconds and propped himself up above me on his left forearm, as I continued to moan, still feeling the effects of my orgasm. I heard him fumble with his buttons and I reached down and helped pull his cock out, which was already wet with excitement. I tilted my pelvis as he lowered himself and helped guide him and he pushed, immediately sinking halfway into me as I hissed through my teeth. It’d been weeks since he’d been on top lying down and the angle felt new and unfamiliar. ‘Your shoulder,’ I warned.

  ‘Fuck my shoulder,’ he grunted. He pushed again and I felt myself open up and take him all the way. I squealed and he groaned before pulling nearly all the way out and pushing back hard, shunting me up the seat. ‘Damn, it feels good to be in you like this again.’

  ‘Yes,’ I sighed. We maintained eye contact as he slid in and out of me, circling his hips as far as the confines of the car would allow. He shoved my jumper up with his right hand and gripped my breast making me yelp.

  ‘I’m going to fuck you later and take my time Mia, but I want to come in you right now.’ I nodded my permission to him and raised my hips to meet his as he pushed harder and faster and in no time I saw his face change and felt his muscles contract as heat spread inside me and he whispered my name. It was the first time I’d not come before or with him. I’d not expected him to come so quick, despite his warning.

  ‘Shit Mia, you didn’t come.’

  ‘I’m happy, we’re good. You already gave me two orgasms, Gabe.’

  ‘No, I come in you, you come for me. Shit sorry, just seeing you, your face, I couldn’t help it. Feel me inside you baby, come for me.’ He was still hard and started to power into me again and lowered his head to my neck and nibbled it as his fingers worked on my nipples again. He started to grunt as he pulled back and slammed into me each time and I relaxed into it and moved to his pace. When I realised that the windows of the car had steamed up and it was bouncing I remembered where we were, the thought of us being seen or caught turned me on so much I bit his forearm as I came hard, clenching him tightly. ‘Good baby, that’s it. Keep going, feel it, feel me, ride it out,’ he kept gently pushing into me as I moaned into his arm and shuddered below him and heard him groan and felt him twitch inside me again.

  ‘Did you just …’ I looked up at him amazed he’d just come again, twice in under five minutes. He just winked and grinned at me then gently lay down on top of me as I released my grip on his erection and arm.

  ‘Fuck, it’s hot in here,’ he moaned in my ear and I started laughing.

  ‘We’re crazy, what if we sit up and wipe the windows and someone’s watching us?’

  ‘Then I hope they enjoyed it as much as we did.’

  ‘We better get up. I hope you didn’t buy any frozen food.’

  ‘Shit, I did. It’s in one of those special freezer bags. Do you think it’s ok?’

  ‘I don’t know, I’ve never owned one of those.’

  ‘Really? I need to get you one for your B&J’s, I think they do girly coloured ones if you’d like one?’

  ‘Are we really taking about freezer bags when you’re lying on top of me in a supermarket car park while your cock twitches inside me?’ I uttered. He lifted his head, chuckling and kissed me and groaned as I winced when he pulled out.

  ‘You’re so damn tight around your entrance, you ok baby?’

  ‘Yes.’ I laughed as he tried to tuck himself back in and do up his buttons and fell forward, head first into my stomach.

 
‘Shit sorry, bloody car’s too small for this. Next time we want to fuck in the car, I’m definitely borrowing the Range Rover.’

  ‘Or the Limo again.’

  ‘You’ve a transportation fetish like Eva.’

  ‘No I’ve a Gabe fetish, anywhere with you’ll do.’

  ‘I love it when you say the right thing. Ok I need to try and get out, I’m getting cramp curled up down here.’

  ‘Well shut your eyes, I can’t lift my legs up with you staring at my backside.’

  ‘Mia, all I’ve seen for the last five weeks is your backside bent over the foot of that bed.’

  ‘This is different, I’m full of you.’

  ‘I’m not climbing out with my eyes shut, what if someone’s there?’

  ‘O, now you’re bothered?’ I gave him a look before trying to lift my feet up and got wedged under his curled up body and started giggling. ‘It’s not going to work, you’re in the way. You’re going to have to climb back on me and put one foot out and then go out backwards.’

  ‘Great.’

  ‘At least your arse is covered, unlike mine the first time we did this,’ I reminded him. He wriggled and moaned as he pulled himself back to lie on top of me as I laughed.

  ‘If we get arrested Mia...’

  ‘It’ll be your fault, it was your idea.’

  ‘You’ll still be locked up too baby.’ He kissed me before he reached behind him and pulled on the door handle and I watched as he clumsily got out. I immediately grabbed my knickers and jeans, lifted my bum and pulled and tugged until they were back around my hips and I could zip and button them. I put the seat back up and carefully pushed on the door and he opened it. ‘Quick out, no one’s looking.’

  ‘Now maybe,’ I said as I climbed out. ‘With these steamed up windows and the suspension bouncing I bet they were.’ He chuckled happily, kissed me and got back in the passenger side as I walked around and opened the driver’s door. I sat back down and he handed me the keys so I turned on the ignition and flicked the demister buttons. We sat waiting for the windows to clear and felt him reach for my hand and clasp it.

  ‘Mia, I’m really sorry about last night. Are we ok?’

  ‘We will be Gabe, we just need to talk to each other. You can’t be afraid of telling me that you’re scared or want things I don’t, just like I have to be honest with you. I know I’ve not made it easy for you to talk to me about this stuff but I’m going to try, ok? I’m not going to run, I’m working on this. I want us to work Gabe, I need us to work.’

  ‘So do I baby.’

  ‘Speaking of work, Peppers have offered me a job.’ I looked at him as I bit my lip. He was always more amenable after sex, so now seemed a good a time as any.

  ‘What?! Talk about changing tack.’

  ‘Cindy rang me yesterday and her boss said I got loads of tips and he wants me to do some regular work there.’

  ‘Mia, I thought it was a one off.’

  ‘So did I,’ I shrugged as I looked at his frowning face.

  ‘Is it the money? Do you need money?’

  ‘I enjoyed it, Gabe. I feel fitter than I have in ages and I enjoyed all the attention, most of all I enjoyed knowing you were watching and would be getting off on it.’ I still didn’t want to tell him I was planning on paying him back for the operation. I’d been given a credit card and could raise £1,500 on that, plus £500 from my savings, it meant I only needed an extra £2,000.

  ‘Baby I’m not sure I like the idea of my girlfriend being a stripper.’

  ‘Pole dancer Gabe, and I didn’t totally strip. I’d my knickers on and those nipple things.’

  ‘You’re saying you want to do this?’ He seemed more confused than angry.

  ‘Maybe every now and then, yes. I felt really good doing it and you’ve got to admit the sex after was pretty hot and that was even with your bad shoulder.’

  ‘Isn’t it always hot?’ he asked, looking put out.

  ‘Don’t get all defensive, sex with you is always spectacular, it just seemed more animalistic, like you just had to have me. I’ve still got the bloody marks to prove it. Do you know how much cover up I have on my neck today?’

  ‘I wanted to remind you that you were mine and how good we could be, in case you were getting any ideas of trying one of those fuckers ogling you, Mia.’

  ‘Gabe, when will you get it into that dumb bloody head of yours that I love our sex life? I don’t want to try anyone else.’ I started the engine as the windows had cleared and reversed out and looked at him. ‘So what if I only did it while you were there, maybe try once a week?’

  ‘I’m just not sure baby. What if Doug was in there, or worse, bloody Milo. The thought of him seeing you like that makes my fucking blood boil,’ he growled. I drove out of the car park and turned right to head home.

  ‘Milo can see me like that virtually every Friday night Gabe, I dance sexy in clubs in skimpy clothing.’

  ‘Dancing sexy in clubs is very different to the sexy dancing you did on the stage, Mia. I nearly came in my boxers when you ran your hands over your breasts and grabbed your crotch. The look on your face was, well …’ I glanced at him and he just shook his head.

  ‘I aim to please,’ I smiled.

  ‘You should only aim to please me. Not every Tom, Dick and fucking Harry. Do you do the splits in a club and bounce your arse up and down in the air? I don’t think so,’ he said annoyed. I debated pushing it further, he was starting to get wound up but I felt like I was getting somewhere.

  ‘I did it for you. Are you getting all jealous and protective again?’

  ‘Yes and I’m hard again. I need to fuck you and remind you that you’re mine,’ he hissed. I shook my head and turned to smile at him and was stunned at the look on his face, he was serious.

  ‘See Gabe, even the thought of it makes you want to fuck me so hard I won’t be able to sit down. It’s turning you on as much as it is me.’

  ‘It’s not right Mia, can you imagine my dad’s face if he knew what you were doing?’

  ‘He doesn’t have to know.’

  ‘Unless he happens to visit one night. Jesus fucking Christ,’ he sighed. I watched him, rubbing his forehead confused.

  ‘He promised to let us know when he was in town, it’s not like my parents are going to walk in there. If I agree to do a specific night, we tell Doug he’s not allowed near. Sorted.’

  ‘What about all the guys from Uni, Mia?’

  ‘Like Uni students can afford to hang out in Peppers. They’re too busy in the student bar. Listen, we agreed to talk to each other and to do things that made us happy. Let me at least give it another go with you there and see how you feel after.’

  ‘What if I’m still not happy?’ he snapped.

  ‘Then we’ll discuss it again. I did it to make you happy Gabe, not piss you off, but if at the end of the day I have to give it up because you really don’t like it then I will. You need to remember that though, as I shall expect the same from you if I don’t like something you’re doing. It works both ways.’

  ‘What am I doing that you don’t like?’

  ‘Nothing at the moment, I’m just saying a rule for me is a rule for you.’

  ‘So just do it at home, we’ll have a pole in the new apartment.’

  ‘I’m not sure it’ll be the same, the sexual energy in the room … well you can feel it up on the stage. You must get that, you must feel woman lusting after you in your speedos and get off on them wanting you. I feel like that knowing other guys are looking at me, it doesn’t mean I want anyone but you, Gabe.’

  ‘I get off on you wanting me, Mia. So you like getting me jealous so I fuck you harder?’ he replied with another scowl. I was at his maximum tolerance level of pushing this, I could tell.

  ‘Maybe. I also like spanking and anal and I don’t hear you complaining about that.’

  ‘No one else is watching when we do that and we only did anal the once.’

  ‘I’d like to do it again.’


  ‘Fucking hell Mia, what’s got into you?’

  ‘You. You’re what’s got into me, Gabe. I was a perfectly happy virgin content to use a vibrator now and again and you’ve ruined me. I’m a bloody sex maniac, like being tied up and spanked, enjoy anal and I’m pole dancing half naked to get us both off. I’m even turning into an exhibitionist and doing it in inappropriate places. That’s how much I want you and want to please you.’

  ‘Can we change the subject Mia, my cock’s rigid and you gripping and slamming my gear stick like that’s not helping either.’

  ‘Are you unhappy with our sex life? With me being the way I am?’

  ‘Baby how can you ask if I’m unhappy with our sex life?’ he gasped. ‘I can’t get enough of you. You just surprise me.’

  ‘How so?’

  ‘Mia, I felt the chemistry the first time we touched, when I carried you in my arms, when we shook hands. I imagined how good it’d be to have you and it just keeps getting better, but I also just love sex with you without all the other stuff, just making love to you too,’ he said as he looked at me, a little embarrassed to admit it. I smiled and he put his hand over mine on the gearstick.

  ‘I enjoy us just making love as well, Gabe.’ This was so much better than the journey out.

  I helped him carry the bags into the kitchen and when I saw Robert wasn’t in there I pushed him up against the counter top, bit his bottom lip and grasped him through his jeans.

  ‘I want you again Gabe, now.’

  ‘Then get upstairs and I’ll be with you in a minute. Don’t wash.’

  ‘What?’

  ‘I want to feel myself already in you when I come again.’

  ‘And you think I’m kinky,’ I laughed with a shake of my head. He winked and slapped my bottom as Robert walked in.

  ‘I was beginning to wonder where you two had got to. Need a hand unpacking?’