‘If we’d more time I’d play with ice and other items too. I like seeing you lying there, tied up for my pleasure.’
‘It feels good doesn’t it, knowing the other person can’t do anything to stop you? I love it when you’re tied up for me and I can do what I want.’
‘I love it too, I’m hoping you’ll do it again soon and make me have anal sex again, I enjoyed it that one time we did it,’ I smiled. He laughed and shook his head.
‘Mia Page, you’re so wanton today.’
‘Are women supposed to be all shy and not say what they like?’ I asked, puzzled.
‘Not supposed to be no, but a lot of them are.’
‘Would you prefer me like that?’
‘Are you joking? I love you like this. I love that you love fucking as much as I do. Tell me everything you love and I’ll do it to you, Mia. It gets me so hot to know I’m pleasing you.’
‘It gets me hot knowing I’m doing something you like, Gabe. Are you ready?’
‘Yes, we better get showered and dressed.’
‘Not for a shower, to fuck me. I’d like to untie you and for you to get on top and make me come again.’
‘You’re still horny?’ he exclaimed.
‘Yes,’ I blushed. ‘And I want you to be rough, though no hickies again please, the last ones are still showing.’
‘Have I told you how much I love you, my adventurous virgin?’ He shook his head in amazement, pride written all over his face.
‘Yes, but right now I want you to show me and you need to be quick about it,’ I winked.
‘Get this rope off and I’ll show you rough and quick.’ He sat up using just his abs, which was so hot to watch. I moved and sat behind him and undid the bindings on his hands and the minute he was free he spun around and dragged me over his lap and smacked me so hard I yelped. He did it again, the thwack resonating around the large room and another two times making my bottom smart and getting me wet again as I squealed with pleasure. ‘Get on your back,’ he growled and I scrambled up and lay on the sofa as he stood above me and I groaned to see a new erection bobbing above me.
He grabbed one of my legs and pulled it spinning me on the smooth leather until I was spread-eagled into the corner then pushed me right back and got between my thighs, one knee on the sofa and one foot on the floor, then grabbed my ankles, thrusting them in the air and I gasped with delight. He pulled my feet apart and leaned in between them, draping my legs over his shoulders before leaning right down, until my knees pressed into my chest, then turned his head and bit my calf until I groaned. He yanked the crotch of my knickers to the side and rammed himself into me grabbing the back of the sofa with his left arm for support, and shoving his right hand fingers into my mouth. I bit and sucked and he started to fuck me. There were no slow leisurely strokes, as requested he was using me as a vessel to offload in again, but this time with my knowledge and consent and that turned me on so much. His balls were so heavy they cracked against my smarting backside and he was grunting like a wild animal with every thrust.
‘Gabe, keep doing it, please don’t stop … o yes, don’t … stop.’
‘You’re so wet for me baby, it feels so good inside you,’ he groaned. He leaned right down, almost cutting off my breathing and tried to kiss me. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled as I lifted mine up and our teeth clashed as we awkwardly and frantically kissed as he worked in me. I started to climax and howled as it hit me and he carried on without coming.
‘You’re ... a ... machine,’ I groaned as I felt another wave coming and rode it screaming at the top of my lungs as the sweat covered my face, chest and stomach.
‘O fuck Mia, your face … God your face as you come … I love it … come again, come again for me,’ he ordered. I thrashed my head, biting my lip, I couldn’t, it was too much. ‘Mia baby, I need you ... to come … now,’ he groaned. I looked up at him through half closed eyes, my mouth wide open trying to tell him to slow down, but nothing was coming out. He’d sweat on his brow and his face was screwed up with that look of pleasurable pain. I looked in awe, I was doing that, he was like that for me. Despite my resistance I started convulsing again and sobbed his name and saw him tense up as he ejaculated and groaned loudly and started to move in me slowly, circling his hips around and around until I’d finished coming. He let go of the sofa and let my legs drop either side of him before he collapsed on top of me and buried his face in my neck as we panted and heaved. ‘Fuck, that was amazing,’ he groaned. ‘You ok baby?’
‘I’m fantastic, I’m tingling all over ... You were Vin.’
‘Vin? You’re comparing me to Vin Diesel?’
‘Fast and furious baby,’ I giggled and he laughed and raised his head and kissed me tenderly. ‘In fact you’re the Terminator of sex, a sexinator,’ I laughed and he joined me.
‘I’d love nothing better than to just spend a whole day in bed with you, Mia. I’d love to just sink into you every single time I got hard.’
‘I only have fifteen minutes to get cleaned up for my appointment, so keep that fantasy on hold. Maybe we can do it at the Edinburgh hotel, just get room service and not get up?’
‘I’m liking your thinking. I’m sure that can be arranged.’
‘I love you Gabe Austin, and not just for my multiple orgasms,’ I replied kissing him tenderly and making him smile. We got up and sneaked into the bathroom with our clothes and I pulled my hair up and quickly showered and washed myself carefully before passing him the floating shower head, winking at him. I dried myself off and put on some fresh knickers and dressed again in the same outfit and let my hair down and gasped in the mirror. I had sex hair, all matted at the back and I didn’t have time to sort it. I grabbed it and backcombed it all before scrunching it into a seriously messy bun on the top of my head. Gabe was drying himself off as Lexi yelled for me to hurry up. I grabbed his face and kissed him. ‘See you back here? I’ll be at least a couple of hours and we could have an early dinner together before I have movie night with Lexi.’
‘Ok baby, have a nice time.’
‘If I find out another woman’s hands have been near that cock you’re going to be in so much trouble,’ I responded with a stern glare.
‘I promise, I’m seeing a guy, under much sufferance.’ He blew me a kiss and I rushed out and headed downstairs with Lexi.
‘So you obviously sorted out yesterday’s not letting you come issues by the sounds coming from the lounge,’ she laughed as we headed downstairs.
‘Sorry, we were a bit noisy weren’t we?’ I grinned. ‘Yes we did. He’s taking his swimming one day at a time and has booked into see the psychiatrist from Monday, so we’re doing ok.’
‘Seem more than ok from what I heard,’ she replied as she elbowed me in the arm and opened the main door to the street. We walked past the builders and this time we got a polite ‘Afternoon Ladies’ so I replied with a smile and called ‘Afternoon’ back.
‘I’m slightly insulted that we just walked past a load of builders and got no comments or whistles,’ Lexi said as she looked back sussing them out. ‘Whatever Gabe said obviously had the desired effect.’
‘Yes, he seems to have that way with people, yet he’s so young. What the hell will he be like when he’s older? Will you stop looking back at that dark haired guy,’ I exclaimed giving her a smack.
‘Sorry, cock spotting and his looked decent, I’d give him an eight, though the one with the hairy arse was way on the small side so just a one.’
‘You don’t rate the ones of guys you’re with, do you?’
‘Christ no, well not to their faces anyway, not since I laughed once when I saw one and it got even smaller and the guy ran out of the room. I never saw him again.’
‘Lexi, that’s awful. The poor guy’s probably scarred for life. So what score would Doug get?’
‘I’d say an eight, what about Gabe?’
‘Well I may not have seen many but he’s b.i.g and the girth on it is like … wow, so I’d
have to give him a ten if ten is the absolute max you can give, Lex.’
‘There is such a thing as oversharing you know.’
‘Since when? We always share and you’ve always been desperate to know about Gabe’s penis.’
‘Not since I started having non-mind blowing penetrative sex, you just depress me with your super amazing sex life.’
‘Lexi you have to talk to Doug, you really do. It’s unfair to fake it and I don’t want you cheating on him and making things uncomfortable. Fix it or end it nicely.’
‘Bossy.’
‘Yeah, apparently I have it going on today, but Lex, like it or not you’re in a relationship now. I seem to recall you saying to me on our first day of Uni that relationships were a whole share and fuck deal. So you need to start sharing. How’s your therapy going?’
‘Good, I can’t believe I’m still going and you quit. I’d have thought it’d be the other way around.’
‘There wasn’t anything wrong with her, I just felt like we were going around in circles with her expecting me to come up with the answers. I don’t expect someone to fix me, but I need them to ask the right questions to get me thinking about my reasoning and it just wasn’t happening with her. Robert’s paying for me to see his private therapist to give him a try, the one Gabe’s going to see and maybe when we’re ready we can have joint sessions.’
‘I say,’ Lexi laughed, putting on her best posh voice. ‘Robert, not Mr, Austin, eh? You are getting comfortable with this whole steady relationship deal. And other than his recent mood swings, what does Gabe need counselling for? His control issues or his sexaholicism?’
‘For your information Mr. Austin insisted on me calling him Robert. He thinks of me as family, which is really sweet. He says Gabe’s never been so happy so if he can help me resolve my marriage and children issues he will.’
‘That’s nice of him. So what’s Gabe’s deal? It’s the sex, isn’t it?’
‘No, it’s not the sex. He has a high sex drive and it turns out so do I, so it’s not an issue to either of us. He was eight when his mum died Lex, and he’s holding onto a lot of guilt over it and apparently has abandonment issues from her death, his dad withdrawing from grief and then having to work away a lot, it’s all hard for him.’
‘Abandonment I get, why guilt?’ she asked looking puzzled. I looked at her, still not ready to tell her the whole truth, so decided to leave out the miscarriage.
‘They had an argument, he stomped off and she ran after him and had an accident and that’s how she died.’
‘Fuck, poor guy. He can’t blame himself surely?’
‘He does and I think that’s why he’s so controlling, like I tried to be. We both want to be in charge, to minimise the risk of getting hurt again. He’s so scared I’m going to leave him, or he’ll lose me, which is why he gets so …’
‘Domineering, possessive and over protective?’ she volunteered as I stalled.
‘Yes,’ I replied, giving her a sideways glance to see if she got it and she nodded and sighed.
‘Yeah, fair enough. I’ll try and back off bugging you both about it. So tell me what’s going on in the apartment next door and what you’ve been buying.’
We chatted all the way to the beauticians and I was starting to regret still wearing my heels instead of my trainers. As Lexi was only having a facial I told her not to wait for me and asked Amy if I could fit in having my eyebrows threaded as well, which she agreed to. I turned off my phone and headed in, finding the wax painful having forgotten to take a painkiller earlier. An hour and a half long facial and neck massage soon relaxed me, eyebrows were sorted and I settled in to a deluxe paraffin wax mani/pedi with black shellac to last through my trip away. It was nearly six-thirty by the time I paid up and it had already gone dark. I stepped out onto the pavement in the little square and was surprised to see Gabe’s car in the open air car park right opposite. As I stood looking at it he jumped out and marched overlooking furious.
‘Mia, what the hell?’ he barked.
‘Hello to you as well. What’s with the attitude and why are you here?’
‘You said you’d only be a couple of hours and I get back to the apartment to find Lexi home without you and it’s already pitch black outside. You haven’t answered any of my calls to see if you were alright. Why the fuck do you think I’m angry?’
‘Lexi only had one treatment, she wasn’t going to hang around waiting for me.’
‘Why didn’t you answer your phone?’
‘You have to turn your phone off when you’re in a beauty area so you don’t upset other clients.’
‘So what, you were going to walk home alone? In the dark in fucking heels like that?’ he snapped as he put one hand on his hip and ran a hand through his hair. He was really agitated and I bit my lip and looked at my shoes. He was right, I’d not thought it’d be so late, or so dark.
‘I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking, please don’t be mad.’
‘Too bloody late, Mia. How many times are we going to have this conversation? You don’t look after yourself and you expect me to be ok with that?’ He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the car and opened the door for me. I climbed in without looking at him and sat with my bag on my lap as he closed the door. He climbed in with a heavy sigh.
‘Were you waiting long?’ I asked as I looked at him tentatively.
‘An hour,’ he replied rubbing his eyes with his hands.
‘Gabe, I’m really sorry. Thanks for being so considerate.’
‘Baby I love you, you know how I feel about you putting yourself in potentially dangerous situations. Don’t you care what it does to me when you do?’
‘Of course I care, how can you think I don’t care?’
‘Because you keep bloody doing it, Mia,’ he snapped with scowl at me. ‘You’ve skipped your self-defence class again tonight. How many have you actually been to?’
‘Just the three hour induction,’ I replied tensing up waiting for him to flip, which would have been preferable to the stony silence as he started the car and drove us home without speaking to me. He parked up and just sat there, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly avoiding looking at me. ‘Gabe, I’m sorry ok, I wasn’t thinking. It’s still pretty new to me getting used to someone caring about my wellbeing so much. I’ll try harder, please don’t stay mad with me.’
‘What have you been doing on a Tuesday when I thought you were at self-defence?’ There was an unexpected coldness to the tone of his voice, which immediately put me in defensive mode.
‘I never lied to you Gabe, you never asked me if I went there and I didn’t say that I had.’
‘Where the fuck were you, Mia?’ he barked as he stared ahead out over his bonnet.
‘Doing extra pole dance training with Cindy at Peppers.’
‘You weren’t with him?’ he hissed angrily.
‘Who?’
‘Milo, who the fuck do you think? How many times have you seen him without me knowing?’ he spat as he finally looked at me, his eyes dark and not in a sexy way.
‘What? This is ridiculous. You think I’d sneak off to spend time with him without you knowing?’
‘So you’re denying that you had lunch with him yesterday?’ he snarled. I recognised the accusation in his tone and didn’t like it. Besides how the hell did he know that? He wasn’t even there.
‘You’re bang out of order now, Gabe. We were in the Uni cafeteria with Lexi, it’s not like we made a date.’
‘I don’t want you anywhere near him, Mia,’ he growled.
‘So what? You want me to get your permission first to speak to him if I see him approaching? Or schedule corridor access rights and times so we don’t “accidently bump into each other” and piss you off?’
‘You can reign in the fucking sarcasm, Mia. I don’t want you having any more prearranged meetings with him.’
‘You’re saying I can’t even go to Pilates or the gym with him like I do every Thursday?’ I asked, astoni
shed.
‘I wonder why he’s so enthusiastic to do that with you? O wait, it’s because you’re wearing tiny lycra shorts and a top that shows off your tits.’
‘For God’s sake Gabe, loads of women wear stuff like that to the gym.’
‘I don’t care about loads of women Mia, I don’t want you meeting him at the gym anymore, or anywhere, if you even are in the bloody gym when you meet him every week,’ he scowled and I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth as I took a deep calming breath. I’d been determined to tread easy with him until he started his therapy and had a diagnosis, but he was crossing a serious line, again. A line I was prepared to defend to the end, so I looked back at him and let him see how pissed off and serious I was.
‘And I don’t want to keep having this argument with you Gabe, so you can reign in this jealous accusatory bullshit. I made it clear from the start that I wouldn’t be dictated to on who I could or couldn’t be friends with, male or female, so you need to back the hell off. I won’t be accused of cheating or have you telling me who I can or can’t see because your trust issues are your problem.’ I swung my door open, got out slamming it shut and flashed him a glare as I walked in front of the car. I stalked around to the front door without bothering to check if he was behind me, pulled off my heels and ran upstairs barefoot and headed to the kitchen where Lexi and Doug were sitting with a coffee. I yanked open the fridge door, grabbed a beer and leaned back on the sink as I yanked off the cap and drained half of it in one go. I was furious.
‘Take it Gabe picking you up didn’t go down too well?’
‘That went fine. That I get Lexi, it was stupid and thoughtless of me to be out on my own like that in the dark, especially with this murderer still on the loose, Gabe had every right to get mad about that and I’ve apologised. What I don’t get is him accusing me of seeing Milo behind his back and saying I’m to have nothing more to do with him, not even gym sessions. That I’m pissed about.’ I looked up to see Gabe was standing in the doorway looking at me.
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