‘Don’t you like flying?’
‘I love flying,’ he smiled.
‘You’re gripping my hand kind of hard, like you’re nervous.’
‘Sorry, no not nerves, I’m just excited. I’m flying away to spend some quality alone time with my favourite girl,’ he lifted my hand and kissed it. I grinned like a school girl and lay my head on his shoulder.
‘So what sort of quality time did you have in mind?’
‘Well, I’ve pre-arranged some things for this afternoon, but the evening’s free for whatever you want to do. I was thinking the zoo Friday and we’ve a nice meal booked that night. Saturday is free and I thought we could go clubbing Saturday night and Sunday we can just lie in and relax.’
‘Sounds perfect. What are the plans for this afternoon then?’
‘That would be telling baby, it’s a surprise,’ he planted a tender kiss on my lips.
‘You spoil me too much.’
‘You deserve it Mia, you’ve had a rough few months with your diagnosis, op and then having to look after me. You’ve had every reason to bail out of this relationship and you haven’t and I love you all the more for it.’
‘Hmmm, seems like you’re stuck with me for the duration I’m afraid.’
‘I hope so, I plan on you being mine until I take my very last breath,’ he whispered sincerely. I looked at him amazed, how did he say these things? Things that made my eyes fill up and my heart ache for him? I leaned back on his shoulder and willed myself not to cry as he put his arm around me and kissed my hair.
It was a very short flight, we touched down at eight a.m. and collected our bags and exited to see a driver holding up a Mr. G. Austin sign. He took our cases and lead us outside to a waiting Merc and twenty minutes later we were at the hotel. Gabe sat me down in the bright modern marbled foyer.
‘Can we leave our bags somewhere until we can check in?’ I asked and looked at him surprised as he laughed.
‘Baby, I paid for last night as well so we could go straight to our room. I wasn’t going to wait around until after lunch for housekeeping.’
I shook my head again, I gave up with him and his spending. He went off to get our keys and a porter came and took the cases. We followed him to the bank of lifts and went up to the top floor. The porter opened the door for us and I walked in and looked around the suite stunned while our bags were deposited and Gabe paid him some money.
‘So?’ he asked, slipping his hands around my waist from behind.
‘Gabe, it’s amazing, you’ve spent far too much money.’ I stood in a large open plan area, all in taupe’s, chocolates and white and it felt warm and cosy despite its size. There was a large lounge area with a wall of bi-fold glass doors that overlooked a small balcony with vistas to the old historic city and castle. Behind us was a cream gloss small kitchen and a dining table on a raised platform. He took my hand as we walked through the double frosted glass doors into the master suite. The huge bed faced another wall of glass and the balcony and there were a couple of leather tub chairs looking out over the view and a dressing table and chair. A flat screen TV was on the left hand wall and looked as if it was on hinges, so it could be pulled out and angled to the bed. Below it was a dark wood unit housing iPod and iPad docking stations and a Blu-ray player. Philippe Starck gold ghost lamps were on the dark wood bedside tables along with another two iPhone docks. We walked through the dressing area to find a stunning modern bathroom in taupe and slate, with a huge walk in shower and double ended bath with a large flat screen TV at the end built into the tiles. This was plushness personified.
‘Ok first things first, before we unpack, are you hungry?’ asked Gabe.
‘I’m ashamed to say yes.’
‘Great, me too, I’ll order some room service. Trust me to order for you?’
‘Of course,’ I smiled as he headed into the lounge area. I watched him as he stood with his back to me looking at the menu. His bottom was encased in his darkest blue jeans, the ones he’d worn on our first date, so that made me love them even more. He had a fitted white shirt which clung to his sculpted back and his blond hair looked all messed up and sexy as it scraped the back of his collar. I hoped he’d scheduled in some time for sex, I was ready for him. I quickly unpacked my case and as I came out of the bathroom, after depositing my toiletries, he was just finishing putting his items in the wardrobe. I walked to him and put my arms around his neck and kissed him. ‘Thank you, you’re so sweet arranging this for us.’
‘You won’t think me sweet in a minute baby. I’m going to put my things in the bathroom and when I come back I want you naked and on that bed ready for me with your legs spread,’ he ordered. I sighed with pleasure and felt my body warm from my head to my toes.
‘I was hoping you were allowing us some time for sex.’
‘Well I’ve decided that we aren’t leaving this suite until tomorrow morning Mia, so you’d better be prepared for plenty of sex,’ he winked. I reached down and ran my hand across his crotch making him inhale quickly, as I skimmed over his erection. He grabbed my bottom and pulled me close, pressing me into it.
‘What about breakfast?’ I asked feebly.
‘We’re going to eat baby, you’re going to need plenty of energy to keep up with me this weekend, but before it comes I’d like to eat you.’ I felt a wave of excitement come over me, even before he lowered his perfect lips over mine and kissed me into a frenzy. I grasped at his bottom and back of his shoulder as I moaned, my nipples forming stiff peaks that burrowed into his chest. He pulled away, eyes closed and took a deep breath before opening them and dazzling me with their blueness and desire. ‘Bed, naked, now,’ he ordered and I let him go and quickly started to strip off my clothes as I walked to it, leaving a trail behind me. I looked back at him as I crawled onto the bed on all fours pushing my naked bottom in the air as I slid down onto my front.
‘I’m ready for you baby,’ I whispered with a pursed kiss in his direction. He nearly combusted and swore as he went into the bathroom and I rearranged myself lying on my back on the plush thick duvet as requested and parted my legs, fanning my loose hair out around me. I knew I was wet without even touching myself to check. I could feel all the hair on my arms and neck standing on end, my skin prickling. I gripped the cover below me impatiently, what the hell was he doing? He appeared and stood at the foot of the bed and made a primal grunting noise as he looked down at me impatiently waiting for him. I was confused, he was wearing a pair of his low rise dark grey sweats and I wondered why he wasn’t naked too. I licked my lips wetting them as I ran my eyes up and over his washboard abs and firm pecs, I could clearly see where his solid dick ran diagonally through his sweats, pushing them away from his body.
‘Damn, you look delicious baby.’
‘Come try me,’ I giggled. The giggle soon turned to a long low moan as he kneeled between my legs and ran his hands over my body, caressing every inch of my torso and breasts.
‘I love this body Mia, and I love that it’s mine. Mine to kiss, lick, suck, fuck and empty myself into whenever I want.’ My mouth went dry and my lips parted, he knew exactly how to turn me on. ‘I love when you clamp down on me with those pouting lips or your tight little cunt or arse. I also love that you want me so much baby, as much as I want you.’
‘I do,’ I whispered, beyond turned on. ‘I love when you force yourself into my mouth and fuck it and the taste as I swallow your come. I love when you make love to me, or ride me hard and I feel your huge solid cock filling any of my holes and I love feeling you coming inside me and that face you have as you do.’
‘Enough talking,’ he said gruffly. ‘Time for action baby.’ I lifted my head and watched with bated breath as he slid backwards and down until all I could see was his ruffled blond hair between my thighs and could feel his warm breath smothering my quivering opening. When he finally palmed my inner thighs and pushed back my swollen flesh with his thumbs, opening me up to him, I felt the touch resonate through my whole body.
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‘Gabe please, I need you so much.’
‘You’ve got me baby,’ he growled and suddenly flattened his tongue against my length, making me whine, before pushing the tip of it up over my clenching entrance and pausing, before lashing at my clit hungrily. I screamed and rose up off the bed as I came instantly, my core pulsating and fell back on the bed taking deep breaths expecting him to climb up over me and fuck me. I whimpered as instead of moving his head away, he sucked onto my clit with the power of a Dyson vacuum cleaner, sucking then gently nibbling with his lips and teeth until I shattered again, fingers in his hair calling his name as I writhed on the bed.
‘O God, O God, O God, please stop,’ I groaned. He ignored me and moved downwards dipping his tongue into me, grunting to find me so wet for him. He lapped at me before plunging his tongue in and out, occasionally breaking away to run it back up and swirl it around my clit, until my body was shaking. I trembled violently, like I was on a vibration plate at the gym and I climaxed again, gripping his head between my tensed up thighs and started crying as my orgasm washed over me and ebbed away and I sank down into the soft duvet below me. My head was somewhere else, my body floating on the repeated sensations and I begged him to stop again as he inserted two fingers and started to massage my g-spot as his lips and tongue gently worked on my over stimulated clit.
I nearly passed out as the fourth orgasm hit me and sent shockwaves through my whole body that seemed never ending. I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks and gazed wildly up at the ceiling, squirming until I’d ridden it out and my body relaxed. I was limp, limp and damp all over. I vaguely heard him mumble something and felt the bed move and watched through half open eyes as he stood up and wiped his mouth on his arm, a smile of pride on his lips as he observed the wrecked state of me. He pulled on a white t-shirt and disappeared and I closed my eyes, trying to regulate my breathing. I felt the bed sink and his presence over me and forced my eyes open to see he was crouched over me, naked.
‘I have to fuck you now baby, I’m sorry I wanted to wait until you’d eaten and rested, but I can’t, I need you. It’ll be quick.’ He watched, waiting for me to weakly nod my consent before he easily sank into me, arched his back and threw his head back as he groaned my name. Despite my tiredness I automatically tightened around him and reached up and gripped his solid arms anchored each side of me, relishing the feel of him inside me, stretching me to capacity, his pubic bone skimming over my stiff clit. I tried to lift my hips to meet his as he quickly pumped into me, but it was so much effort, I was exhausted.
‘Gabe,’ I cried. He leaned down and whispered in my ear.
‘Don’t baby, I can do all the work. Just lie back and take me. Give yourself up to me.’ He circled again and again as he worked fast inside me and I struggled against my body’s reaction of wanting to climax again, not sure I could take another so quickly. ‘Let me have it, Mia,’ he groaned, his forehead damp with perspiration. ‘Give it to me. Come for me baby, please, I need it.’ I screamed as I let go and relaxed all my muscles except for my vaginal ones and sobbed as I came again, my nails breaking the surface of skin on the back of his biceps as my eyes rolled back in my head. ‘MIA,’ he yelled as he flooded me and collapsed on top of my quivering limp body kissing me over and over, anywhere within reach of his lips. ‘God, thank you baby.’
He wrapped his arms and legs around me and twisted us both onto our sides as I wondered what he was thanking me for. He’d done all the work yet again, like he did pretty much every time we had sex, loads of work, I’d hadn’t even kissed him. He rocked me for a while kissing and stroking my hair. I felt so exhausted, but happily so and ran my lips over his throat. He rolled me onto my back and pulled out of me and stood up and rearranged the pillows behind me before leaning over and scooping me up into his arms. I gasped, he’d not done that in weeks and I’d missed it.
‘Gabe, your shoulder,’ I warned, feebly.
‘It’s ok, I’m ok, hold onto my neck.’
I did as I was told and he pulled back the duvet and sat me in the bed, leaned me back on the pillows before tucking me in and kissing my forehead. I heard him head to the bathroom and the sound of water before he returned and picked up his sweats off the floor, pulled them on commando and went into the lounge. He returned with a tray and put it on my lap, removing the silver dome to show me a plate of scotch pancakes, covered in maple syrup with a side of crispy bacon and blueberries. He returned with a latte and orange juice, before coming back with another tray and sat cross legged on the bed facing me and uncovered his plate of perfect poached eggs, mushrooms, wholemeal toast and bacon, a black coffee and another orange juice. Tired as I was, the aromas of syrup, bacon and coffee stimulated my already ravenous appetite and I bit into the soft, fluffy, sticky pancake with a chunk of bacon and groaned.
‘You ok baby?’ he smiled.
‘You just nearly orgasmed me to death in less than half an hour Gabe, I’m shattered and I must’ve lost over a thousand calories. God this is good, how’s it still so hot?’
‘I asked for a warming plate when I ordered, as I wasn’t sure if we’d be finished by the time it was delivered.’
‘Why do you thank me after sex like that? You won’t let me even touch you,’ I asked as I chewed and washed down more food with some orange juice.
‘I love making you come Mia, it makes you happy which makes me happy and I thanked you because I could see how spent you were, but I was so desperate to come in you and you didn’t say no.’
‘If I had, would you have contained yourself?’
‘Of course I would, Mia. How could you ask me that? I’m never going to force you against your will,’ he shot back, looking hurt.
‘I’m sorry, that was a stupid thing to say. I know you wouldn’t, but equally I can never see myself ever saying no if you need me like that.’
‘Well you should, if it’s too much you say no baby. It won’t change how I feel about you if you need a minute to catch your breath.’
‘A minute? I may need the rest of the weekend to recover from that. It was spectacular,’ I grinned as I popped another mouthful of salt, sweet and fluffiness into my mouth.
‘I’ll give you a couple of hours,’ he snorted. ‘But that’s all you’re getting. I warned you I was going to make you come at every opportunity and I like to keep my word.’
‘How’s your breakfast?’
‘Very good. I was going to tell you to make sure to finish all of yours, but I see that’s not going to be a problem,’ he grinned.
‘Wow, you look sexy sitting there like that, with your hair damp from sex. Knowing you’re commando under those sweats is very hot.’
‘Knowing I have you naked and trapped in this room until the morning is exceptionally hot baby,’ he chuckled as he cleared his plate and drained his juice. He got up and removed his tray and disappeared as I polished off the rest of my food, juice and coffee. He came and took it away before walking around to his side of the bed fiddling with his phone, putting it on the iPod doc and dropped his sweats. He was still semi hard, that or he was getting hard, I wasn’t quite sure which and much as I loved it, I wasn’t quite ready to go again and bit my lip and frowned. He caught me staring and looked at me amused.
‘Don’t worry, we’re going to have a few hours sleep to let you recharge before I fuck you again. Then we’re going to have a very hot bubble bath together.’ He pulled back the duvet and got in, moving up next to me as I lay down and rearranged the mountain of pillows. He pulled me over to him and I draped myself across him in our favourite position, one set of hands linked, my other tucked up against me, his around my shoulder stroking my arm as he kissed my hair and me his chest.
‘I love you, Gabriel Austin,’ I whispered.
‘I love you, Mianna Page. Close your eyes baby.’
We both woke to the sound of his alarm at two o’clock and he reached out and silenced it. Both of us had slept solidly for over three hours.
‘God, I nee
ded that,’ I exclaimed as I stretched my arms and legs, noticing neither of us had moved whilst we’d slumbered. I’d missed waking up in his arms during his recovery.
‘Hmmm, me too,’ he sighed as he rolled onto his side to face me. ‘God, I do love waking up with you.’ He lay his hot soft lips on mine and I felt that stirring in the pit of my stomach, which quickened when his hand moved up to hold the side of my face. It was so tender when guys did that, especially my guy. I hooked a leg over his hip and held his shoulder blade and he ran his tongue around the curves of my lips and flitted it quickly in and out of my mouth.
‘Man you can kiss,’ I sighed as I returned the favour.
‘You too baby, I’m hard for you already.’
‘And I’m ready for you,’ I replied sinking my tongue deep into his mouth. He angled his hips, pushing his upper leg over my bottom one, a hand on my hip as he eased himself into me. I made a soft sound as he breached my outer defences. This was a new position for us, on our sides face on, and I liked it. It felt very intimate being so close to each other, being able to kiss without the weight of each other’s bodies or the need for one person to do most of the work.
‘O baby, you’re so warm and moist inside. I can feel myself still in you,’ he sighed full of contentment. We breathed quickly, but gently, as our hips moved together and he made love to me. It was a long, slow, delicious build to a climax, our bodies damp, hot breath merging and the sounds of our moans and sighs filled my ears, until everything was tuned out with the sweet release of a gentle, but lengthy orgasm. He followed seconds later pulling my hip forward as he sank as far as he could into me and let go and went to pieces in my arms. I loved watching him come, surrendering to the pleasure of it, of me. That I could do that to him still had me in awe. We lay in each other’s arms for ages, neither of us wanting to move.
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