The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series)

by Fallowfield, C. J.

  ‘Sure Dad, Mia’s just going up to get packed and then we’re ready to hit the pool with you.’

  I grinned at him, he knew I was packed, he was buying us some sex time. I headed up and stripped off and debated where to wait for him and decided on the shower. I turned on the overhead power button and bent over, my palms on the tiles and waited for him enjoying the water as it bounced off my lower back and bottom. I looked around when I heard him come in and his eyes lit up when he saw me ready for him. He immediately started unbuttoning his jeans.

  ‘Mia, what are you doing?’

  ‘I figured two birds, one stone. I need to wash before we go in the pool and we’ve still not had sex in the shower. Will you fuck me?’

  ‘That was the plan,’ he nodded as he pulled his shirt over his head.

  ‘No, not fuck me, fuck me like you did that time you were really mad with me, after we’d had sex in the toilets on campus.’

  ‘You want me to be rough?’ he asked looking surprised.

  ‘Yes, please.’

  ‘Baby I was really, really, mad then.’

  ‘Be really, really, mad now. I want it Gabe. Imagine me kissing someone else and enjoying it.’

  ‘Mia,’ he warned as he walked up behind me and ran his hands over my wet bottom.

  ‘You’ve just walked in and caught me with another guys cock in my mouth.’ I felt the smack vibrate through my entire torso, the water seemed to give it more impact and I groaned with pleasure. ‘That didn’t stop me, I was still curious and you caught him with his fingers inside me,’ I teased then gasped at another stinging smack.

  ‘Like this,’ his voice was low and husky and without warning he thrust his thumb into me and rotated it.

  ‘Owwww, yes like that, but harder.’ He did it harder before licking me out and making me come as I screamed his name. I heard him growl in his throat and he pulled his thumb out and I jolted forwards as he pushed three fingers inside me and started fucking me with them as he bent over and bit the back of my neck and gripped one of my swinging breasts. I started panting, whilst I loved foreplay, sometimes I needed this. I didn’t have to care about him or him about me, it was just sex, seriously hot sex. I moaned when he pulled his fingers out and then cried out when he pushed his thumb straight into my bottom without warning. I knew he’d lubricated it first inside me and I wanted it, but it didn’t stop me protesting and swearing. He turned it so his fingers were gripping my hip and pulled it nearly all the way out and I clenched on him to let my nerves savour the feeling of being stimulated, before he rammed it back in. His other hand moved from my breast and rubbed my clit vigorously and I tilted my head back.

  ‘Did he make you feel this good?’

  ‘No, better,’ I moaned playing along. He bit my shoulder and brought me to the brink of orgasm then moved his fingers away and smacked me hard again and waited for me to calm before doing it again. As soon as I arched my back, he’d remove his hand from between my legs and smack me. By the fourth time I was clawing the tiles.

  ‘Gabe fuck me, fuck me now,’ I begged. I wanted him inside me so badly. The hot water, the smacking, the thumb rotating inside me and his orgasm denial had me going crazy for him and I shook my legs and stamped my feet as I whimpered, which made him laugh, for about a second. He entered me so fast I had to brace my elbows to stop myself from hitting the wall and I came immediately and hard and pounded the tiles with my one palm as I yelled his name. I could hear his balls slap on the back of my thighs and he was breathing heavily as he pounded into me and his fingers found my clit again.

  ‘Damn it, Mia.’ He sounded so raw and desperate for me I felt myself start to climax again and clenched so tightly around him, that he shouted and pushed harder into me in both holes and came violently holding my stomach as I quivered beneath him. It went silent, the noise of the water and our breathing sounded so loud. He slowly pulled out of me and I straightened up and leaned back against him and he pulled me back with him as he slid down the wall and wrapped his arms around my waist. I dropped my head back on his shoulder and he nuzzled into my neck, the water pouring over us.

  ‘Thank you,’ I whispered.

  ‘You like it like that?’

  ‘Sometimes, yes. I just need you to fuck me hard, make it all about the sex and not about each other. How about you? What do you prefer?’

  ‘As long as it’s with you and you’re happy I’ll take it any way I can get it.’

  ‘You must have a preference?’

  ‘I just love making you come, Mia,’ he said quietly. I looked around at him, pushing my wet hair out of my face.

  ‘I love making you come too, but I want to know what way you like having sex best.’

  ‘It’s all amazing Mia, but my favourite parts are teasing you. I also love when you’re tied up and I can make you come again and again, but most of all I love making love to you slowly and having you look into my eyes,’ he whispered the last part as his cheeks went a soft shade of pink. I pushed his wet hair back and ran my fingers over his eyebrow scar and down his face to caress his sexy lips. I was touched, for a guy who’d spent the last six years fucking woman roughly, the fact he loved making love, with me, meant a lot.

  ‘You’re so romantic sometimes. Kiss me.’

  ‘You look scary, you have panda eyes.’

  ‘O my God, Panda eyes. We’re seeing them later this week. I’d forgotten, that’s come around so quickly.’

  ‘One mention of pandas and you forget all about my lips?’ he laughed.

  ‘I love them.’

  ‘Which one?’

  ‘Both,’ I smiled and kissed him. ‘We better get down to the pool if your dad’s waiting for us.’

  ‘Shit, yes,’ he exclaimed. I stood up and gave him my hand and he quickly washed, kissed me and stepped out roughly drying himself. ‘See you down there?’

  ‘I won’t be long,’ I nodded.

  ‘Nothing too sexy, my dad’s been single too long and I’d definitely not be turned on seeing him get a stiffy from looking at you.’

  ‘Ewwww.’ I threw my sponge at him and turned around and soaked my hair thoroughly before washing all over and stepping out. I rough dried myself as well and removed my streaked mascara and went into the wardrobe and looked at my swimsuit and the bikinis he’d purchased. Nothing too sexy? He’d chosen everything to be sexy. I had to go with the one with the most material and pulled it on and went to look in the full length mirror and did a twirl. It looked like a halter neck bikini, very low on the pelvis with side ties on the hips but with a curved piece of material rising up the middle, over my piercing and reaching a point in the middle of the twisted bust area. At least being chocolate brown it wouldn’t go see through, though it didn’t cover much of my curvy derrière and my tattoo was on display.

  It would have to do, even with the love bites showing on my neck. I combed my wet hair over my shoulders to try and hide them, even though Robert had already seen them I was still embarrassed. I secured a towel around me and headed down. They were chatting in the middle of the shallow end and I was pleased to see Robert had his back to me, so I stood by one of the recliners, undid my towel, dropped it and walked towards the ladder and saw Gabe’s mouth open. Robert must have seen his reaction and looked round at me and then quickly looked back at Gabe who swam around him and stood behind me as I climbed down.

  ‘I thought I said not too fucking sexy,’ he hissed under his breath.

  ‘Trust me, this is the least sexy and has the most bits of material of any of the swimwear you got me, Gabe. It was this or not joining you at all and I didn’t want to be rude.’

  ‘Then stay below the bloody water line,’ he muttered. I pulled out my tongue and started swimming and he swam alongside me.

  ‘Are you ok? How does your shoulder feel?’ I asked.

  ‘It’s aching.’

  ‘Already?’

  ‘Yes.’

  ‘Should you carry on?’

  ‘Don’t you start. I’ve just had
a lecture from Dad.’

  ‘Maybe he’s right. You need to listen to your body. If it’s painful, stop.’

  ‘I need to get back to full strength to stand a chance of re-joining the team as their number one,’ he said firmly. I went to ask if he had to be number one and stopped myself. This was Gabe, if he couldn’t be number one on his own team he wouldn’t want to do it.

  ‘Just be careful Gabe, it’s your first time in the pool, don’t overdo it.’

  We swam a few lengths and I stayed at the deep end, my arms extended over the bar, kicking my legs as I watched him swim, noticing he was heavily favouring his left arm. I smiled as Robert joined me.

  ‘You’re concerned,’ he observed as he leaned back next to me.

  ‘Yes, he’s going to push himself because he has to be the best and it worries me.’

  ‘Me too, we need to try and get him to pace himself.’

  ‘How do you suggest we try that? He’s very strong minded.’

  ‘I’ve arranged for a swimming physical therapist to come and work with him three times a week and you’re going to need to keep him out of the pool at all other times, Mia.’

  ‘I’ve the hardest task then, how am I supposed to do that?’

  ‘Please, Mia,’ Robert arched an eyebrow at me. ‘You’re his biggest distraction. I’m sure you can call on your feminine wiles to keep him otherwise occupied.’

  I blushed and looked around the pool for Gabe. ‘O God where is he?’ I panicked, I felt a grip on my ankles and screamed as he pulled me under water and I came back up spluttering to find the two of them laughing.

  ‘That was mean, Gabe,’ I scowled. He pushed me back against the wall and kissed me.

  ‘Gabriel that reminds me, will you please leave the poor girls neck alone. You’re too old to be marking your territory,’ Robert said firmly. I giggled as Gabe gave him an unimpressed look. ‘That’s my cue to head to the steam room. Don’t overdo it please.’

  I watched as he swam and climbed out and then blinked and quickly turned my head as I realised I was looking at Gabe’s dad and thinking he looked hot in swim wear as well. Gabe frowned at me.

  ‘What?’

  ‘That’s my dad, Mia.’

  ‘He’s got a seriously good body for his age. I bet he’s a real goer in the sack.’ Gabe’s face was a picture and I burst out laughing and splashed him and he pinned me back to the wall and we enjoyed a few minutes kissing. ‘We should go and join him Gabe, you don’t have long left with him,’ I sighed.

  ‘Well you aren’t going in wearing that. Put a towel around you. If he wasn’t in the steam room I’d be pulling that tiny bit of material aside and fucking you in there. Another place we haven’t done it,’ he said with a mischievous grin.

  ‘Sex maniac.’ I kissed him and nodded to the ladder and we swam over and climbed out and he watched as I walked around and wrapped my towel around me and tucked it in and headed back. He grabbed me and linked both hands with mine and lifted them to put them to his mouth, kissing them over and over.

  ‘I love you, Mia,’ he said softly as he looked in my eyes.

  ‘What prompted that?’

  ‘Every time I look at you I think how lucky I am.’

  ‘Well right back at you, Austin,’ I smiled and he led me to the steam room. We sat and chatted to his dad before moving to the sauna. Gabe and I looked at each other and smiled, remembering the last time we’d been in here, where he’d fucked me so hard I’d nearly passed out. Robert left us to go and do some paperwork and I left Gabe in the sauna and took a quick shower and got back in the pool and did some more lengths. After about ten minutes I stood up and squeezed the water out of my hair and saw him lying back on the recliner watching me, a towel draped over his pelvis and wondered if there could possibly be a better toned, more sexy guy than him out there.

  ‘You know you aren’t a bad swimmer. You never thought of doing it competitively?’

  ‘No, I’m not like you. I do it for fun and fitness.’ I climbed out using the shallow end ladder and he patted for me to sit on his lap. I did so carefully and draped my arms around his neck running my fingers along his pink shoulder scar.

  ‘I do it for fun and fitness too,’ he mumbled as he kissed my chest.

  ‘No you don’t, you do it to win.’

  ‘Well there’s that too.’

  ‘What if you can’t, Gabe?’ I asked hesitantly.

  ‘Can’t what?’

  ‘What if this injury means you can’t win anymore? Will you accept that or push yourself to try and get back to the way you were?’

  ‘Are you trying to bring me down?’ he asked with a frown and I felt him tensing up beneath me.

  ‘No, I just don’t want you placing unnecessary pressure on yourself. Your injury was serious Gabe, and your shoulder may never be as good as it was. I need to know that you’re thinking about what that may mean for the future and how you’re going to deal if it’s a worst case.’

  ‘Mia, I don’t look at worst cases, you set yourself up for failure before you start. My goal is to get back to full strength and for things to get back to normal,’ he said firmly, making it clear I shouldn’t push any further, but I was worried. His surgeon had repeatedly warned him that it was highly unlikely he’d be able to swim at competitive levels without damaging his shoulder further, but Gabe seemed in denial, he’d even snapped saying what did a shoulder surgeon know about swimming, so I’d had to let it go at the time. All I could do was try and pace him and be there for him if it came to the worst. ‘Why have you gone all quiet baby?’

  ‘I just worry about you. Are you keeping on top of your studies, it’s probably going to be January before you return. That’s half a term you’ll have missed.’

  ‘Are you keeping tabs on me? First it’s my bloody dad, now you. I don’t need fucking babying every five minutes.’ He shoved a hand through his hair and sounded really irritated, it was time to back off and give him some space.

  ‘I think I’ll go back in and get changed and make a start on dinner.’ I let go of him and went to stand up and his arms tightened around my waist.

  ‘I’m sorry Mia, that was unfair. Don’t go, just sit here with me for a minute and we can go back together,’ he pleaded. I cupped his face, kissed him and sat looking at him stroking his temples with my thumbs.

  ‘You’re really tense all of a sudden Gabe, what’s going on? I thought we were ok?’

  ‘We are Mia, I’m sorry, it’s just me. Dad’s leaving again tonight and now you’re leaving … I just liked having you both around, the house feels so empty without you,’ he sighed. I looked at him and was struck with how lonely his upbringing must’ve been. No mum, no siblings and a dad that spent so much time at work or dragging him around the world with him. He needed some stability, to put down some roots and have the people he cared about around him. It dawned on me that this was probably why family and marriage were so important to him, he was desperately lonely, Doug had said as much to me too. Why had I not realised this before? I may have been rejected by my dad and Alex, but I’d always had Mum and Lexi, I’d never been alone.

  ‘I’m not leaving Gabe, just relocating and you’re coming with me. I thought we agreed to split our time between our two places until the new apartment was ready. I don’t want that to mean we’re apart.’

  ‘Really?’ he looked up at me and his face lit up again.

  ‘Of course really. Other than the night we had that fight over my hair and I slept in the spare room, we haven’t had a night apart in the last six weeks, Gabe.’

  ‘It’s been a lot for you Mia, you look so tired. I thought you might want a break from me, to recharge.’

  ‘Gabe if I need some personal space I’ll tell you, besides we are having a break. As of Thursday morning we’re going away for a long weekend and then it’s only a few weeks until the Christmas holidays where we’ve three weeks to recharge. You need to relax too, you’ve been through an awful ordeal. I’m just physically tired, I’m no
t tired of you, I love you.’ I ran my thumbs under his eyes and as he closed them I kissed each of his eyelids and rested my forehead on his, our noses touching and he sighed.

  ‘I love you so much, Mia.’

  ‘I know you do, Gabe. Come on, your dad’s leaving soon. Why don’t you go and cook with him on your own, enjoy the time you have together as it will be Christmas before you see him again. I need to shower, wash my hair to rinse out the chlorine and ring my mum and Lexi. I haven’t heard from her since I left a message this morning, so I dread to think what’s going on over there.’ I hugged him tightly and kissed his forehead and we got up. He grabbed me and wrapped his towel around me and tucked it in tightly and I laughed as his efforts to protect my modesty.

  We walked hand in hand back to the house over the cold November grass and through the utility and I grabbed the basket of washing his dad had done and headed upstairs. As I emptied it and started folding all the items and putting them in their places I picked up my expensive pair of black underwear with the blue ribbons from Friday night and was mortified realising they’d been in the wash that his dad had done. It seemed all we’d done all weekend was thrust that fact that we were sexual in his face, which wasn’t how I wanted him thinking of us. I put my outfit from this morning back on the bed and looked around Gabe’s room at all the roses, ten bouquets all still looking beautiful. I was going to miss his room, but was also looking forward to having a few nights in my own. I joined him in the shower and washed his hair for him and pushed him away as I watched him come to life before my eyes.

  ‘No.’

  ‘No what?’

  ‘No sex. Go and see your dad.’

  ‘Mia,’ he moaned.

  ‘Go,’ I said it forcefully and pointed my finger at the door and he did his sulky look.

  ‘Bring that swimsuit to Edinburgh, will you?’

  ‘There’s a pool at the hotel?’

  ‘Yes, but I’m not telling you anymore. It’s a surprise.’ He smacked my bottom and shook his head as his eyes scanned my body. ‘So fuckable and all mine,’ he grinned and walked out. I smiled to myself. He’d no idea what being with him had done for my self-confidence. I showered and left my freshly washed hair to dry naturally, got changed and went and sat on the bed and took my iPhone off the charger. I had two text messages.