The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series)

by Fallowfield, C. J.

  ‘You’re so getting lucky tonight after that,’ said Lexi.

  ‘I’d better be,’ I said, blushing as I noticed people smiling at me. I got my books out and tried to switch off from the fact that he’d just whipped me into a sexual frenzy again with a smile, wink and a kiss, well that and a nice view of his bottom. I pushed it to the back of my mind as I focussed on Jenkins lecture. As we were walking out I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Milo.

  ‘That was some kiss back there, I think you just broke a few hearts. Is he coming back?’

  ‘Not until January, he’s still quite tired if he overdoes it. He just wanted some feedback on his last assignment, he thought he should have got more than a 65.’

  ‘65 and he’s asking for feedback? Christ, I should ask for some then I only got a 52, how did you two do?’

  ‘45 Milo, so don’t feel bad about yours. Mia got a 69 and still got told off by Jenkins for not doing better.’

  ’69? Seriously? That’s incredible, he’s known as a really harsh marker,’ he looked at me amazed. I nodded feeling embarrassed as we started to walk outside toward the bus stop and the three of us chatted until we got there. ‘Well have a great weekend away, Mia. See you Monday?’

  ‘Yes, thanks Milo, you too and we’re on for our Thursday evening workout next week.’ I kissed him on the cheek, praying Gabe or one of his “spies” wasn’t watching.

  ‘See you in Fazeleys Friday, Lexi?’

  ‘Yeah, I’m going with Doug, we may see you in the student bar before.’

  He waved and headed off as we waiting in the bus queue.

  ‘This is weird, Lexi. No movie Tuesday with you and now we’re having girls Friday apart again.’

  ‘Then let’s go out when you get back on Sunday, just you and me, we’re well overdue some alone time. We can get hammered and you can fill me in on your sex-a-thon weekend.’

  ‘We’ve a full day of lectures on Monday, Lex,’ I reminded her.

  ‘So, it’s nearly end of term and we make a deal to study harder from January.’

  ‘Well I think we land just after four, so we’d be home by half five-ish and we could be out for just after six. Let me run it past Gabe.’

  ‘He’ll have had you for four bloody days, Mia. I’ll tell him he’s going to have to spare you for the night so you can spend time with your best friend,’ she said firmly.

  Back at home Lexi went to make us a coffee and I found Gabe in the lounge sitting on the recliner looking remarkably happy.

  ‘Hi baby, you look so damn sexy in that outfit. How was your afternoon?’

  ‘It went quickly thank you, how was yours?’ I asked kissing him and then squealed with laughter as he pulled me onto his lap and tickled me until I begged him to stop. He helped me to sit up and I leaned on him as he ran one set of fingers back and forth across the exposed flesh at the top of my knee highs.

  ‘I had an amazing morning, fantastic lunch with a super-hot girlfriend, enjoyed making her come and then I had a very productive afternoon. I’m all packed and ready to go, have seen the builders and next door is completely clear now, the internal frames are up for the new walls and the electricians and plumbers are on site from Friday laying down the cabling and pipes. The rotten windows are being removed and the new double glazed sash windows are being fitted. So everything’s on track and now I’ve got you all to myself for a few days and nights and I have so many plans for you, most of which involve you coming multiple times and screaming my name,’ he ran his nose up and down my cheek and kissed my temple.

  ‘O God,’ I groaned. ‘You’ve been very busy and it sounds like you will be for the next few days. What are we doing for dinner? I’d like to spend a bit of time with Lexi tonight.’

  ‘I was thinking I could have you to myself for a couple of hours and then you could come and chill in here with her while I cook dinner for us. Doug will be over about eight-thirty and we can all eat together. We need a reasonably early night as we have to leave for the airport at five-thirty.’

  ‘O God that’s so early, and I haven’t packed yet. Have you factored that into your plans for me?’

  ‘No,’ he frowned.

  ‘Then I better go and start.’ I tried to get up and he held me tightly to him.

  ‘No, you can pack after. Go and tell Lexi you’ll be with her in a couple of hours and meet me in the bedroom.’

  ‘But Gabe, we’re going away and I’d like to spend the next few hours with her,’ I protested.

  ‘It’s the start of our holiday Mia, please don’t piss me off before it’s even got going. You can see her when I’m done with you.’

  I went to object, but saw from his face that it wasn’t worth pushing, but after this break he needed to back off and let Lexi and I have some proper time together. I sighed and nodded, stood up and he smacked my bottom grinning, obviously happy I’d heeded his request. I eyed him wondering what he was up to as he stood up and followed me out and headed to my bedroom. I joined Lexi in the kitchen and she handed me a coffee.

  ‘So you told him about Sunday?’

  ‘Give me a minute, I just got in and he’s all excited about our trip and being alone together. I’ll pick my moment.’

  ‘Which will be when?’

  ‘I think he has sex plans with me right now and he won’t say no if I’ve just made him come, that’s when he’s at his most amenable lately.’

  ‘TMI Mia, just make sure you ask.’

  ‘Listen, seriously, he says he needs me for an hour or two and then he’s going to prepare and cook dinner for when Doug gets here. When we’re done, will you come and help me pack? I could do with some advice on a couple of outfits and we can catch up while I get sorted.’

  ‘Sure, shout me whenever you’re ready and I mean shout. If you’re about to have one of your screaming “give it to me big boy” sessions, I’ll be in the lounge with the TV on, very loud.’

  ‘I told you I’ve never said “give it to me big boy” but I’m starting to think maybe it’s your favourite expression with Doug as you keep bringing it up.’

  ‘Ha, he’d love that, he’s really into dirty talk.’

  ‘Like what?’ I exclaimed, I’d never have imagined that of sweet bumbling Doug.

  ‘Maybe I’ll turn the volume up on my session next time we’re at it and you can listen and find out first-hand.’

  ‘Shit, I’m sure I just heard Gabe calling me. I’d better go, but you and I are going to have a dirty talk conversation on our night out.’

  ‘Count on it. See you in a while, have fun.’

  I finished the dregs of my coffee, went to the bedroom and my eyes widened as I shut the door and took it in. The blinds were shut and there were flickering tea lights on my chest of drawers, dressing table and bedside table, leaving a soft glow in the room and a lovely smell of frangipani oil, my favourite. Gabe was standing beside the bed in just a pair of exceptionally tight black boxers with a big smile on his face. It put one on mine seeing his body and I scanned it hungrily.

  ‘What are you up to, Gabe? Everything looks and smells divine in here.’ I walked over to him and trailed my fingers down his stomach as I drank him in. It made me lightheaded to see him like this, strong, muscular and virile, all man. ‘God, I want you,’ I moaned as my finger ran along the inside of his boxers.

  I looked up at him, my lips swollen ready for his kiss. He ran his hand across my cheek smiling and leaned in and I held my breath waiting for our lips to meet and jerked in surprise when he simply kissed my forehead. I looked at him confused and he simply reached down and took the hem of my jumper and pulled it up over my head, my arms lifting willingly. He moved closer and put his arms around me and unhooked my bra, his lips were dangerously close to mine and I wanted so badly to kiss them, but I realised he was in the mood to take things slow and decided to follow his lead. He slowly ran his fingers down each shoulder, moving my bra straps down my arms as he held my gaze. I heard my bra drop on the floor and inhaled sharply as my n
ipples swelled against his chest. My stomach was tingling and I was desperate for him to touch me properly.

  I moaned softly as he lay a trail of featherlike kisses down the side of my neck and across the top of my shoulder, my skin scorching as his lips skimmed it. He slowly sank to his knees in front of me and I ran my fingers through his hair as he gripped my bottom and kissed my stomach before slowly peeling off my skirt and knickers in one go and lifting my feet to release me from them. My skin was vibrating at his proximity and I could feel myself pulsing, preparing for him. He moved me backwards until my lower thighs were touching the back of the bed and nodded for me to sit.

  The fact we weren’t talking only added to the mounting sexual tension I could feel between us. I sat down and put one hand behind me to lean back and continued to caress his hair while he kissed around the top of my socks as he pulled off my boots. He sat back on his heels and lifted up one of my feet and placed it on his chest, running both hands up my leg, before he peeled my over the knee sock down and removed it. He ran his tongue up my instep before kissing and nipping each of my toes and putting my foot down on his solid thigh and repeating the process with the other leg. I started to squirm on the bed, longing pooling between my thighs and he smiled knowingly at me and parted my legs. My eyes started to roll into the back of my head as he ran his palms up each thigh, thumbs on the inside, stopping just shy of my throbbing clit. I opened my eyes and looked at him and knew it was with full on lust, my eyelids hung heavy and I saw his face respond in kind as his eyes blazed. He stood up quickly and swung my legs up onto the bed and lay me flat on my back, then gently rolled me onto my front. What was he doing?

  I suddenly realised that the material under my body felt different, cool and smooth. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked down and saw that I was lying on a black satin sheet. I ran my fingers over it, caressing the material between my finger and thumb as I felt him climb up onto the bed and turned my head to see him kneeling next to me. He smiled and gently pushed my shoulders indicating for me to lie down. I lay on my bended arms, face turned sideways on my crossed hands and felt him pull my ankle and I spread my legs for him immediately. The anticipation was killing me as I tried to work out what he was going to do to me. Lick me from behind, spank me, fuck me doggy style or even have anal? I groaned at the thought of any of the scenarios coming true and felt him climb behind me, into the gap between my thighs. He leaned over me and I felt his erection through his boxers pressing against my backside as he pushed down with his body to flatten me onto the mattress, his breath warming the right hand side of my face.

  ‘Not yet, Mia,’ he whispered in a low, sexual tone. He ran his lips around my hairline and across my jaw, then up, stopping just at the corner of my mouth, before his hand tugged at my arm and pulled it down to lie at my side. He repeated with the other before catching my pony tail in his hand and running down it and sweeping it over my left shoulder. He kissed the back of my neck and ran his tongue up and down it until I was flexing and twisting under him and then he sat up and shuffled back, all body contact lost and I sighed. I heard him rub his palms together and suddenly felt both of his hands on the back of my calf, they felt hot and slippery and I could smell the frangipani oil filling the air and I moaned as he started to massage me. ‘Too firm?’ he whispered.

  ‘Noooo, perfect,’ I moaned. I’d no idea he could massage, and he was good. I tried to switch off the sexual side of my brain, excited at his touch and just enjoy the feeling of my muscles relaxing as he moved up and did my thighs, buttocks and lower back. I’d no idea how tense my muscles were from the last few weeks until he started loosening them up. I heard him rub his palms again and felt the heat of the oil as he lifted my right hand and did each finger, my hand and arm and then started on my upper back before moving to my shoulders. I was boneless, painted onto the mattress, making the odd groan and sigh of contentment until he moved back down and started all over again with my left side. His lips grazed my temple as he whispered my name and I sighed happily before he moved back down the bed and I felt his hands on my buttocks gently pushing them up and apart and I arched off the bed as his tongue started to work on my bottom.

  ‘O God,’ I moaned as he flicked, his fingers kneading me. By the time he started to lick hard I started to tremble and in seconds I had a mini orgasm and slumped back down onto the bed with a big smile on my face and rolled onto my back eagerly when he whispered the instruction, happy to lean my head back on the pillow and see what he was doing. He lifted my right foot and kissed and sucked my big toe and I gasped, it wasn’t ticklish like I found it when he used his fingers to torture me, I actually found this quite erotic as my body responded to it and my hips shifted and I let out a gentle moan. He smiled when he realised I liked it and oiled up his hands again and worked up my right leg, did my hip and side and low across my pelvis and moved down my left side.

  I was starting to pant, even though it was relaxing, knowing he was almost done and would move up and touch my painfully heavy breasts made me so wet. He moved, straddling my hips and started on my stomach as he locked eyes with mine. I groaned as he ran under my breasts, around the side, over the top and down the middle. Was he ever going to touch them properly? My nipples were so hard and sore, I don’t ever remember them being so erect and his eyes flickered with excitement when he saw the effect he was having. Finally, he gently cupped them and sat looking, as if he were testing their weight.

  ‘You’ve such beautiful breasts baby, I want to fuck them again this weekend.’ He exhaled heavily as his eyes burned, then let go and started to stroke them with the flat of his palm. His touch and the oils gliding over my aching nipples had me whimpering with ecstasy. He rolled them in his fingers as I closed my eyes and arched my back pushing them up into his hands even harder. I moaned when he let go and worked on my collarbone and shoulders until he suddenly sat back and got off me. A combination of feeling horny and so relaxed that I could fall asleep, I watched as he pulled off his boxers and on seeing his long thick erection ready for me, I tuned one hundred percent into the horny feeling, sleep could wait. I pulled myself back up on my elbows as he got back on the bed on all fours.

  ‘Open your legs for me Mia, I need you, now,’ he growled.

  ‘Me too,’ I nodded and did as I was told and he quickly climbed between them and lowered himself over me, his face inches from mine, our hot heavy breathing intermingling and he sunk himself straight into me with a groan before laying his lips over mine and kissing me gently. I responded, lifting one hand up to run through his hair to hold his mouth on mine, as I ran my tongue between his lips I felt a crackle as his touched mine. He was buried deep inside me, immobile as we kissed, but not for long, he pulled all the way out before sinking into me again. I had to pull my head back to squeal as he did it over and over.

  The oils were transferring from me to him and I could feel his chest slipping against mine, the friction and heat so stimulating. He leaned further over me forcing me back onto the soft silky sheet below me, now warm from all the contact with my body and he nuzzled into my neck as he started to make love to me, slowly, circling his hips. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him and found my hands sliding with the lubrication of the oils. My stomach was getting hotter and hotter as he moved over it, sliding and thrusting. I had to wrap my legs around his hips and lock my ankles to try and get some kind of grip and groaned at the heat between us, and between my thighs, intensifying as he filled me completely.

  ‘Gabe, o God you feel so amazing,’ I moaned in his ear.

  ‘You were made to measure just for me Mia, I feel you surrounding me and when you clench it’s … o God it’s … like … nothing I’ve ever experienced.’ His lips were all over my neck. With the heat of his breath and his long slow strokes inside, I started to react. My toes curled as my stomach muscles tightened and that familiar tingle worked its way up my spine to my head. I tipped it back and started to utter strange noises and fragments of words. ‘O baby you’re
about to come for me, come for me, please. I love you Mia, I’m so in love with you,’ he sighed.

  ‘Gabe,’ I whimpered. Every muscle in my body contracted as my nerves fired off and I climaxed, tightening my grip around his shaft holding him in place as I shuddered. I tried to scream, but nothing came out and it continued, on and on, until I heard him groan and pull me up to him tightly as he filled me again and again.

  ‘O, Mia,’ he sighed as we sank back into the bed. He lay on top of me kissing my neck as I kissed his.

  ‘Gabe that was so … perfect. Thank you so much,’ I sighed.

  ‘I was hoping you’d enjoy it.’ He pushed his arms under me, holding my upper back and I entwined my legs around his, loving feeling the weight of him on me, in me, everywhere. He rolled, taking me with him onto his front, still buried deep inside me and I pushed my hands into his hair and gazed down at him smiling.

  ‘I did enjoy it, it was wonderful and romantic. Thank you, I’m so happy. Happy, relaxed and satisfied. I’m also so in love with you too,’ I kissed his lips and heard him groan.

  ‘I want you to feel like this everyday baby. You deserve to feel like this all the time, you are a princess, my princess.’

  ‘Well you deserve to feel this happy everyday too, Gabe.’

  ‘I do whenever I’m with you, Mia,’ he pulled my head down onto his shoulder and kissed my forehead. ‘God, I’m so excited about our trip.’

  ‘I can tell, you’re so much more relaxed and it’s lovely to see, I’ve missed you like this. And thanks to your wonderful massage and love making skills I’m relaxed and happy too and can’t wait to get away with you. I mean, four days of you and pandas, what more could a girl ask for?’

  He laughed and stroked my hair. ‘We’d better get you showered so you can pack then go and relax.’

  ‘But I’m so comfy here,’ I moaned.