The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series)

by Fallowfield, C. J.

  ‘I’m fine, Gabe. Once we start walking I’ll warm up.’

  ‘I’m not risking it, Mia. Come on.’ He pulled me into the gift shop and headed for the clothes section and grabbed two grey Edinburgh zoo baseball caps and two panda tartan cashmere scarfs in black, grey, red and white and gave me a look when I went to complain at the price. He charmed the cashier into keeping the boxes and a photography book of the giant pandas behind the counter until we were ready to leave, to save carrying them, before tearing off the tags with his teeth and wrapping a scarf around my neck first. He pulled my hair into a ponytail and feed it through the cap before putting on his own and taking my hand walking in the direction of the monkeys.

  ‘It’s a beautiful scarf, so soft and warm, thank you,’ I tiptoed up and kissed his cheek, thinking how sexy he looked with his cap on.

  ‘Well how could I resist a specific tartan called panda? Plus you’re all colour co-ordinated,’ he smiled.

  We spent a lot of time in the monkey areas as they had us in hysterics, then saw bears, pygmy hippos, meerkats and otters and headed over to see the rhino’s and penguins, who were equally as funny as the monkeys and I made Gabe and a few passers-by laugh with my imitation walk. Gabe was fascinated watching the penguins swim, so we just sat for a while, hand in hand, watching them zooming through the water. After a quick welcome hot coffee and a Panini for lunch, we made our way to the panda enclosure and Gabe kept laughing at how excited I was.

  We sat watching Tian Tian, who was sitting against a log and lifting up bamboo shoots and happily chewing on them, oblivious to everyone watching her and I reached up and wiped away the dampness on my cheeks.

  ‘Baby what’s wrong?’

  ‘They’re happy tears, I’ve never seen a real one and she’s just so adorable. I just want to go and cuddle her and give her lots of love,’ I sniffed. Gabe put his arm around me, squeezed me and kissed the top of my head and we stayed until we were told we had to move on, I was so disappointed.

  ‘We’ll go and see them in Hong Kong baby, there’s no time limit there, we can spend all day with them if you want,’ he volunteered. I smiled up at him and he led me around the African zoo plain section to see the big cats and zebra’s and on the way back we did a detour via the shop and picked up the panda book and our cashmere scarf boxes.

  ‘I can’t believe it’s already four o’clock and we’ve missed a few sections out. What time are we eating?’ I asked.

  ‘We’re being picked up at seven. The table’s booked for seven-thirty.’

  ‘Do you mind if we head back now?’

  ‘You don’t want to see more on the way out?’ he asked looking at me surprised.

  ‘Honestly? I’d rather have the extra time for sex before I get ready if that’s ok with you?’

  ‘You’re really very horny at the moment baby,’ he replied with a big smile.

  ‘Well that cap looks very sexy on you and as I’m a bit cold, I was thinking hot shower sex.’

  ‘No complaints from this end. Do you want my jumper?’ he offered.

  ‘You’re so sweet, but you’ll freeze, we’ll be back soon. You’re just going to have to hug me extra tight in the taxi,’ I smiled. He let go of my hand and pulled me into his side and I slipped my hand into the back pocket of his trousers and looked up at him as we walked.

  ‘What are you looking at?’ he asked, smiling down at me.

  ‘Just wondering how tall you are. I feel very short next to you today.’

  ‘Six foot one. You know I can’t believe that’s never come up in conversation before. I don’t know how tall you are either.’

  ‘Five foot six.’

  ‘Really? I thought you were taller,’ he said, looking surprised.

  ‘I’m usually in five inch heels so I’m more level with you.’

  ‘Or we’re level when we’re lying down and I’m inside you,’ he grinned.

  ‘Now who’s dirty and horny?’ I replied squeezing one of the cheeks of his perfectly sculpted arse.

  He pulled my legs over his lap in the taxi and hugged me tightly to him. Once dropped back at the hotel, we made our way to the lifts and I looked down at his hand linked with mine, in about five minutes that hand was going to be running all over my body and I couldn’t wait. I sighed and squeezed it and he looked down at me as he pressed the button.

  ‘Impatient aren’t we?’

  ‘What makes you say that?’

  ‘You’ve turned on face, you’re imagining what we’re going to be doing in about ten minutes.’

  ‘Actually I had it scheduled for five minutes time,’ I winked at him shaking my legs with impatience. All of a sudden I’d forgotten how cold I’d been, I was feeling hot, very hot.

  ‘Scheduled? You think I can just spring an erection at will?’

  ‘I already know that you have one without checking, Gabe. You’ve adjusted yourself three times since we got out of the taxi, you’ve a turned on tell as well.’

  He laughed and guided me into the lift and I went and stood in the corner as he pressed the top floor button. As he turned around he pulled his cap off and ran his hand through his flattened hair and I felt my stomach fluttering. When he looked across at me I could tell he knew the effect he was having on me, one glance at his crotch told me how much I affected him. I saw his lips part, with a quick dart of his tongue over the bottom one, and I took the few steps towards him and collided with him coming the other way, our bones rattling with the impact and suddenly I was on his hips, hands gripping his shoulders as he walked me back into the corner, our lips crushing each other’s.

  ‘I want you, I want you so much,’ I moaned as the crackle of energy between us scorched my lungs.

  ‘You’ve got me baby,’ he groaned. I heard the elevator ping and the hiss of the doors sliding open and he walked out, bouncing off the door and out into the corridor banging into the walls as he tried to make his way to our suite while we kissed and groped each other. I moved my head to kiss and bite his neck, so he could see where he was going. Heat was coursing through me, like a stream of molten lead, igniting my insides, preparing me for inevitable penetration. We made it through our door and he kicked it shut, ramming me against the wall, his pelvis holding me up as he tore off my cap and scarf and I pulled his from his neck. He scrabbled at the belt around my cardigan, undoing it as I ungracefully wrenched my arms from it. Seconds later my jumper was being pulled over my head and his fingers slid into my bra forcing the material of the cups underneath my flesh. His teeth bit down hard on my nipple as his tongue thrashed it and I cried out.

  I writhed on his hips, I could feel my knickers wet from my excitement, my lips engorging and the throbbing … the throbbing was unbearable. As he continued to attack my breast, I gripped the hem of his jumper and lifted it enough to grab his t-shirt and yank it, making him release me and so I could pull them off him and my hands were all over his tight torso in an instant. He moved back a fraction and I slid off his hips and reached for the button on his combats undoing it, as he undid mine. I tugged at his zip but it wasn’t budging, mine was already down and as we kissed awkwardly, stumbling backwards kicking off our trainers, I heard him trying to yank his zip down.

  ‘Fuck, it’s stuck,’ he grumbled.

  ‘Let me,’ I panted, trying again, but it was no use.

  I left him to it, wriggling my own jeans down and looked up to see the frustration on his face as he tugged it desperately. He shot a glance at me now standing in just my micro G-string, breasts spilling out of my bra and muttered ‘fuck it’ and grasped the two sides of material, pulling in opposite directions, ripping the zip apart and pushing the trousers down to his knees. I groaned when I saw his erection flexing in his boxers and I pulled at them as he shuffled and kicked his trousers out of the way. I vaguely noticed we’d made it inside the bedroom as I unhooked my bra and he pulled down his boxers before grabbing my G-string, ripping it apart with his hands and tossing it out of the way. His eyes were wild and hands firm an
d needy as they grabbed at me, pulling me against his hard body, fingers digging into my buttocks as he lifted me straight up and back onto the wall. I encircled his hips with my legs and his hands grabbed mine and held them above my head as our tongues lashed at each other’s and without any warning, he thrust straight up into me and an explosion of joy coursed through my body and New Year rivalling fireworks filled my vision.

  ‘Owwww, shit, shit … shit,’ I groaned as he pulled out and powered back in again, shunting me up the wall.

  ‘You’re always ready baby, always so ready for me. I love that I turn you on so much, that you need this cock of mine inside you so often. Your cunt’s insatiable, desperate for me, isn’t it?’

  ‘Yes, yes for you,’ I groaned.

  ‘Tell me Mia, tell me how much you want me.’ He moved his lips to my neck and I started to whimper as he licked and kissed, all the while fucking me fast, then slow, then circling his hips until I didn’t know what was coming next.

  ‘I am desperate for you, I want you inside me all the time, feeling you stretching me to my limits. I love your cock, it’s big, so big and hard and you fuck me with it so well. I always want you Gabe, always.’

  ‘Tell me you love me,’ he groaned as I rippled my muscles up and down his shaft.

  ‘You know I do.’

  ‘I need to hear it.’

  ‘I love you.’

  ‘Again,’ he rammed into me hard sliding me up the wall with each powerful upstroke.

  ‘I love you,’ I gasped.

  ‘Again, louder.’

  ‘I LOVE YOU,’ I yelled.

  ‘O baby, I’m going to fuck you so hard.’ He gripped me as he moved off the wall towards the bed. Fuck me so hard? Wasn’t he already doing that? I was mummified in sweat, it was trickling down my back and my hands were slipping on his biceps as he pulled out of me, dropping me onto the top of the duvet and sank his fingers into me, devouring my body with his fiery stare.

  ‘Normal hard fuck, or rough hard fuck?’ His voice was dangerously low and full of raw sexual undercurrent, it washed over me making me tremble.

  ‘Rough,’ I whispered as I rode his fingers. ‘Very rough.’ Without hesitation he pulled his fingers out and grabbed my waist and flipped me over onto my stomach and shoved me up across the bed.

  ‘Hands behind your back,’ he barked and I did as I was told spitting my hair out of my mouth and looking at the wall in front of me. I couldn’t wait, I loved it when he was all domineering and bossy in bed. I heard the wardrobe door open and him rummage, before it closed and I shut my eyes trying to imagine what he had. I heard a noise like sellotape, before I felt him straddle the back of my thighs and grab my wrists and suddenly I felt sticky tightness encircling them, round and round then a sharp tug. I tried to move them, but they were firmly fixed. They weren’t metal cuffs, not leather cuffs, nor rope, he must’ve purchased bondage tape. I groaned, then arched up when he took me by surprise with a stinging slap to my bottom with his hand, followed by a kiss on each cheek. I smiled and then I yelped as an unusual patter of stings spread out across my cheeks.

  ‘Shit, what the hell was that?’ I exclaimed and yelped again as I heard a whoosh and felt lots of tiny lashes, then groaned as I felt myself flooding with arousal.

  ‘A soft leather flogger. Is it too much?’

  ‘No, it’s fine, you just took me by surprise.’

  ‘Are you turned on?’

  ‘Yes,’ I whimpered as he did it again.

  ‘Again?’

  ‘Yes, harder. I’m so aroused, do it harder,’ I groaned. I got another two lashes, one after the other, the leather biting into my flesh, the sting exhilarating. ‘More, please more,’ I begged and got another two which made my eyes well up ‘More,’ I whimpered. The next two were just over the edge of pleasurable, into damn painful and I screamed out loud, he knew I’d reached my limit without me asking him to quit and he kissed both cheeks again before rubbing them gently with his hand.

  ‘I’ve always loved your bottom baby, but it turns me on even more when it’s so pink, especially with the knowledge that you love me making it like that. Fuck, it’s delicious,’ he groaned as his palm skimmed the small welts I could feel rising. I took a deep breath, we’d only had anal once and I’d loved it, was he going to do it now? I felt his tongue preparing me and squealed and groaned, then a wet finger went up and stroked me inside and on its removal I felt the coldness of the lube being rubbed around and pushed inside me and I kicked my lower legs and wriggled my hips biting the bedding below me.

  ‘Tell me what you want, Mia.’

  ‘I want you up there.’

  ‘Where?’

  ‘My bottom.’ I felt something press against me and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly and my eyes went big and round as I realised it wasn’t him, it was something smaller, no wait it was getting bigger, bigger and bigger yet. I suddenly gritted my teeth as I felt stretched to my limit and then suddenly it popped right in as the base narrowed and it started to vibrate, seriously intense vibrations, this was a new toy, another new toy and I liked it. He’d been stocking up again. ‘Ooooo, shit, what’s … that?’ I stuttered as he leaned down over my back and nibbled my earlobe.

  ‘A vibrating butt plug, is it good?’

  ‘O yes… yes. I thought you … you were going to ... fuck me there.’

  ‘It’s been too long baby, I needed to test out your capacity first.’

  As I shook and groaned with pleasure he suddenly yanked up my hips, so I was face first in the duvet, my vibrating arse in the air. With my hands secured behind my back I could only use my forehead and shoulders to support myself as he slammed into me, jolting the toy, his pelvis rubbing on the tingling bottom welts. I bit my lower lip as he started to pound into me, the fullness and his groans were tipping me over the edge and I could feel a violent climax chasing me down. He grabbed my hair and yanked it, pulling my head back so my chin was resting on the bed, my eyes straight in front. I was totally captured, plugged in both holes, bound, with my head anchored and I came with such a force I pushed him out of me and felt myself seeping down my thighs.

  ‘Bloody hell, Mia,’ he uttered. His hand let go of my hip and stroked between my legs spreading my wetness around and suddenly the vibrations behind me got faster.

  ‘Gabe,’ I cried out.

  ‘O baby, I’m so damn hard for you right now.’ He pushed back into me, the plug in my bottom must have narrowed my vaginal canal as he felt twice as big as normal as he slid in and out, slowly teasing me, pushing me to my limits, before letting go of my hair and folding over me as the vibrations suddenly changed to low and slow, giving me a second to get my breath back, before they started to rise and rise to an even faster speed. Just as I thought I could take no more they stopped and then started up all over again. Both of his hands reached under me and gripped my breasts, kneading and pulling and he started to move faster inside me. ‘You were born to be fucked by me, Mia,’ he groaned in my ear.

  ‘Yes,’ I whispered, ‘I love you.’

  ‘O God Mia, stop.’

  ‘I love you.’

  ‘Don’t, I’ll come,’ he warned.

  ‘I love you.’

  ‘Fuck,’ he groaned painfully. He swelled inside me and I felt a tsunami of come surge through me. I screamed as I started to climax again and he yanked the butt plug out making my crescendo even more intense. He pushed into me further and I slid up the bed until I was flat on my front, him lying on my back kissing every inch of me he could reach as I trembled. ‘O God Mia, I love you. I love you so much.’

  ‘Hmmm,’ I mumbled as I came back down from my high. He rolled onto his back, pulling me with him until I lay outstretched, my back to his chest, hands still anchored behind me as he wrapped his arms around me and gently flicked his thumbs over my nipples.

  ‘Mia, that was so amazing. Are you ok?’

  ‘Yes, I loved it,’ I sighed, as he pushed me up into a seated position on top of his pelvis and unravelled t
he tape freeing my wrists. I pulled myself off him and scrambled around and lay on his chest kissing him hard and his hand went to the back of my head to hold me in place. We just kissed for a while, before I looked up at the clock.

  ‘Shit, it’s nearly six already. I need to get showered,’ I groaned. I was ready for a sleep he’d made me that exhausted.

  ‘Ok, let’s shower together. I need to shave and then I can get dressed and out of the way. I’ll wait down in the bar for you.’

  He was out of the shower and shaved by the time I’d finished washing, he kissed me as he went to the bedroom to get ready. I put on some sparkle body moisturiser and radiance facial moisturiser and roughly dried my hair, pulling it back in a low loose chignon and just went for lengthening black mascara and very fine flicked black eyeliner with a pale gold eye shadow and gold sparkle lip gloss. A touch of highlighter over my cheekbones and under my brow line and my makeup was done.

  I climbed into my dress and checked it in the mirror, hoping it wasn’t too sexy given I couldn’t wear any underwear. I’d bought it for my prom, but had changed my mind, it was too risqué for conservative Rowleys. It was a tight champagne glitter halter neck with two pieces of material that skimmed down the front over my breasts and attached just below my belly button to the area that then hugged my hips and bottom and fell to my ankles. I’d had to apply tit tape to make sure I didn’t fall out either side. The dress was completely bare at the back, starting just below where the top of my bottom started to curve, with a long slit on the right hand side. I pulled on my black lace peep toe shoes and packed my lace clutch.

  All my jewellery was silver, so Lexi had leant me some gold chandelier earrings and a long twisted gold lariat, which I wore the wrong way around so it was draping down my bare back, a pile of gold costume stack bangles and a cocktail ring. I reluctantly had to remove Gabe’s silver bangle, as it didn’t go with the outfit. I checked the clock, quarter to seven. I was pleased with myself and headed out to the lift and pressed the ground floor button. I was suddenly nervous again, wondering if the dress was too much, or in this case too little. I got an approving look from an older guy who stepped in and a disapproving look from his sour faced partner, which made the ride down a little uncomfortable. I followed them out into the lobby and started to blush as I walked, feeling eyes following me and as I entered the bar, the chatter slowed as people turned to look.