‘What are you thanking me for? That was awesome,’ he smiled as he leaned back arms behind his head.
‘For letting me do what I wanted to.’
‘If I ever find out you’ve told Lexi you do that,’ he warned.
‘I already promised Gabe, besides loads of guys like it, it’s no big deal.’
‘When did you become the authority on it?
‘I watched porn remember? Plus, I’d done some googling since losing my virginity. Now put on the TV and watch some sports if that makes you feel more manly.’
‘Where are you going?’
‘For a shower and to get your surprise.’
‘I cleaned you up.’
‘No you cleaned me, you didn’t clean up there and I can feel you still inside me.’ He smiled proudly and I shook my head and handed him the remote. ‘No coming in while I’m in the bedroom and no eating all my favourite truffles.’ I went to the bedroom and grabbed his pair of white jersey boxer briefs and headed back into the lounge and threw them at him. ‘Put these on, sexy as you are, that dressing gown’s really not doing it for me.’ I went to the kitchen and found the mini bar and got him a bottle of beer and opened it and handed it to him. He pulled on his boxers and sat down and flicked through the channels. ‘No porn either, I have plans for you,’ I warned.
‘You’re kind of bossy at the moment. It’s hot,’ he laughed. I smiled and closed the bedroom doors behind me.
I had a quick shower and cleaned myself properly, rough dried myself and pulled on my blue ribbon underwear, black stockings and suspenders and redid my hair like earlier. I pulled out the outfit I’d ordered online, chuckling to myself, then pulled on my lace heels again and prepared the bedroom. I lit the fire, put on one bedside light and looked around the lounge door and saw him still channel surfing.
‘Ok, I want you to close your eyes tight and no peaking,’ I called.
‘Mia, what are you up to baby?’
‘Do as I say please or I’ll be really cross. Are they closed?’
‘Yes, they’re closed.’
‘I’m coming to get you and you aren’t to open them, got it?’
‘Got it,’ he answered. I walked in, stood behind him and slipped an eye mask onto him that he’d used on me a few times, and I heard him gasp. I moved around in front and reached down for his hand.
‘Stand up and follow me.’
‘If this is some prank where you leave me half naked in the hall I’ll be furious.’
‘I’m taking you to the bedroom baby so relax. Here, hold your beer, you may need it.’
‘You’re calling me baby a lot this weekend, I like it.’
‘It’s growing on me.’ I moved him to the bottom of the bed and sat him in one of the tub chairs I’d moved there, facing the window. I closed the bedroom doors and picked up the iPod speaker system remote. ‘Ok, you may remove your mask.’
‘Mia Page, what are you up … o baby,’ he sighed as he pulled off his mask and ran his eyes up and down my very short, tight, navy and gold pilot’s uniform dress with matching cap. His eyes lingered on my stockings and suspenders, before moving back up to the zip that I’d deliberately left low enough for him to see what bra I was wearing.
‘Today Mr. Austin, you’re flying Page Airlines. For your own safety you must remain in your seat until I advise you that it’s safe to roam about my cabin,’ I smiled as I gesticulated my body. ‘Are we clear?’
‘Very clear,’ he grinned, leaning back and putting one ankle up on his knee. He adjusted his erection in his boxers and took a swig of his beer.
‘If you need oxygen at any time, I’m authorised to give you mouth to mouth and I’ve some buoyance aids here in the event of a landing over water,’ I winked as I leaned forward and shimmied my breasts at him, making him laugh.
‘What happens in the event of a crash over land?’ he enquired, trying to keep a straight face.
‘Well then we’re pretty much screwed and given that I don’t want to die a virgin, I’d suggest that you take immediate and full advantage of me in any way you see fit. Now sit back and enjoy flying Page Airlines Sir.’
‘I think they’ll be my favourite airline yet,’ he winked.
I selected the playlist I’d chosen in a specific order and grabbed the dressing table chair, sitting on it facing him and pressed play and started to move to “Naughty Girl” by Beyoncé. I smiled as I parted my legs and bent down running my hands up them and stood up using the chair to grind against and move around, straddling it, bending backwards kicking my legs in the air and enjoyed watching his face. About half way through the song I pulled off my cap and threw it to him and shook my hair loose, swinging it around as I moved my body sexily to the music and started to strip off my dress.
‘Baby you’re so damn hot,’ he groaned leaning forward in the chair. I smiled as I ground my hips and pulled the dress off and threw it as the song ended. I strode over to him and pushed him back down as he tried to get up. I leaned over him and saw his face light up as N.E.R.D “Lapdance” came on. I yanked his legs apart and started the second routine I’d been practicing, getting as close as I could without actual bodily contact.
‘No touching, Mr. Austin,’ I chastised, as I did a reverse body slide down him and felt him try to grip my bottom.
‘Mia, come on baby,’ he moaned.
‘No touching or you don’t get part three.’
‘Part three?’ he asked, all excited.
‘O yes, after the lap dance comes the final strip tease,’ I said as I turned and did some body rolls over him, inches from his lips.
‘O baby, you’re the best,’ he sighed.
‘I don’t just do this for any guy, you know.’
‘You’d better fucking not,’ he uttered. I moved backwards as the song came to an end and he slowly stroked his erection through his boxers, as he knocked back the rest of his beer, while I started to move to Nickleback’s “Shakin’ Hands.” I bent over shaking my bottom at him and slowly did the straddle splits that I knew he loved and bounced a few times as he mumbled obscenities in the background. I then stood and turned, running my hands over my body before unlacing my bra as I did some hip pops before chucking it at him making him grin.
‘Your breasts are sensational,’ he murmured gazing in appreciation as I started on the ribbons on the sides of my knickers. He looked on the verge of passing out he was panting so hard. I undid the second side and caught them front and back and pulled them slowly back and forth between my legs as I crouched and parted my knees. He surprised me by standing up and shoving down his boxers, kicking them off.
‘Gabe,’ I warned.
‘Fuck this no touching crap,’ he muttered as he strode purposefully to me. He pulled my knickers out of my grasp and tossed them, shoved his hands under my knees and lifted me straight up holding my lower back as I was suspended in his arms.
‘Hold on really tight baby, I’m going to go fast,’ he growled as he lowered me straight onto his erection, making me wince. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, hanging from him like a monkey off a branch, as he started to pump his hips and made me squeal. He was fucking me standing up in the middle of the room, without even leaning me against a wall. I buried my face in his chest whimpering as he worked like a piston. How the hell was he holding me up?
I could feel my bottom bouncing and shaking as he grunted thrusting in and out, and the irony of my next track, “Shake Ya Ass”, playing in the background wasn’t lost on me as I bit down hard on his nipple, to stop myself screaming at the top of my lungs as I came. He turned, still inside me, walked to the bed and fell on top of me and started again as I wrapped my legs around his waist and lashed at his mouth with my tongue. He moved to bite my neck as one hand gripped my arse and the other kneaded my breast.
‘Fuck, Mia,’ he groaned.
‘Gabe,’ I squealed. ‘Shit I’m coming again, shit … shit … please … please,’ I moaned as I arched up into him and bit his shoulder, my nails raking his bottom as my
entire core clenched around him and I started to quake again. He carried on, making me come another two times and I gave up biting and just screamed. He pulled out of me and flipped me over face down, pulled my legs apart and sank into me while I was still quivering from my last orgasm. I turned my head to the side to gulp in some air, I was seriously done in. My fingers tried to grasp the duvet, but I was completely boneless and I felt his hands grab mine and hold them over my head as he lay down over me, slowing down and circling his hips as he grazed my lips with his. ‘Gabe,’ I sobbed. ‘Please, I can’t … I can’t take any more, come for me.’
‘O baby, I love you so much,’ he groaned as he thrust one last time and his fingers clenched tightly around mine. He came violently, swearing as he made me climax again and tears of elation and exhaustion rolled down my cheeks. I felt him kissing them away as I trembled all over and he carefully extracted himself, rolled me over, lifted me up and pulled back the duvet and lay me down, tucking me in before kissing my forehead and stroking my hair. I could still feel tremors running through my body as I heard him padding about in the lounge. How the hell could he do that? I could hardly summon the energy to breath and he was walking around like he’d just woken up from a ten hour nap. He came back into the bedroom and turned off the fire and music and drew the curtains before climbing in behind me. It went dark as he turned off the light and spooned behind me, wrapping his arms around me, kissing my shoulder as he moulded himself around my curled up body. His proximity and the warmth of the hard lines of his body against mine soothed me.
‘Baby you’re shaking. Are you ok?’
‘Yes,’ I whispered.
‘Mia?’ he nosed my hair.
‘You’re insanely good at sex,’ I sighed as I kissed his wrist.
‘I’m insanely good at sex with you, it’s you who gets me going baby. I’ve never come as hard as I do with you, or so many times. You turned me on so much doing that.’
‘It was amazing, but I can’t take fucking like that every night.’
‘Did I hurt you baby?’ The concern in his voice made me smile.
‘No, of course you didn’t, I just think you gave me a lifetime’s seriously intense orgasms in the last couple of hours.’
‘Then sleep, as I’d like to give you even more tomorrow.’
‘You’re a sex maniac,’ I whispered as I kissed his fingers entwined with mine. ‘My sex maniac.’
‘Yours,’ he confirmed with a kiss to the back of my neck. ‘It’s your fault, Mia. You turn me on so much that I can’t leave you alone. I want you all the time, even in my dreams. I’ll never get enough of you baby,’ he kissed the side of my neck making me sigh.
‘Nor me you, Gabe. I love you, thank you so much for a perfect day and evening.’
‘You’re welcome, I love you too,’ he whispered and I yawned. ‘Come on, sleep baby.’
Saturday
When I woke up the room was still dark and I stretched out to find the bed was cold and empty, so I turned on the light. It was already nine-fifteen and he’d left me a note on his pillow.
Gone to use the hotel pool, breakfast coming at ten, be back before then. Love you baby G xx
I grabbed my phone and checked for texts, there was a reply from Lexi from the night before.
Gr8 2 ear from u. I’m gud ta. Havin gud time? Seen news? 3rd murder. Sayin we got serial killer x
I sat up, grabbed the remote and flicked through the news channels, she was right, it was streaming along the bottom of one of the channels. Suspected serial killer at large in Westhampton after a third brunette girl was found strangled on Friday morning and this time she’d been sexually assaulted too. I could hardly believe what I was reading and shuddered. Not only was it three killings in Westhampton, but they were all freshman and brunette, just like me. I dreaded to think how much more protective Gabe was going to get when he found out.
OMG Lexi, that’s insane. Please be careful won’t you? We’re having a great time, though I may not have to worry about serial killers back home as Gabe’s going to fuck me to death at this rate. Tian Tian was absolutely adorable and I so wanted to bring her home with me :-) Look forward to seeing you tomorrow and for a good catch up over drinks xx
I sent a quick text to Mum to remind her I was in Edinburgh and was ok, in case she saw the news and panicked, then lay back on the pillows, turned the TV off and closed my eyes and drifted off again, to be woken by Gabe kissing my temple and stroking my lips with his index finger.
‘Morning beautiful.’
‘Morning, you were up early.’ I opened my eyes and saw his sparkling blue ones gazing back at me, along with an adorable smile, as he kneeled at the side of the bed.
‘Feeling invigorated.’
‘Why??’ I groaned. ‘Why do you get to feel invigorated after so much sex and all I want to do is collapse and sleep?’
‘No idea. Are you feeling sleepy now?’
‘O my God, you’re ready to go again?’ I asked astonished and he grinned at me and nodded. ‘I need to get up and shower first then.’
‘Shower after.’
‘But I’m still full of you after last night,’ I protested as he pulled the duvet back and bent down to kiss and nibble my neck.
‘You know that doesn’t bother me baby,’ he whispered as he mounted me, pushed my legs apart with his knees and looked down at me for permission. I sighed, how could I resist when he was so damn sexy, all damp, naked and ready for me? I nodded, reached up and pulled his face down to mine, kissing him as he buried himself in me with a guttural groan. Ten minutes later we broke apart hot and sticky after a quick frantic session and took a few minutes to recover in each other’s arms. He kissed me again before answering the door and depositing a tray on my lap. We sat on the bed eating breakfast. He had a mushroom and cheese omelette with bacon and hash browns and I had French toast, maple syrup and blueberries and a basket of mini muffins and croissants. He ran a bath and we lay in it together before he initiated sex in there again. He jumped out after and kissed me before heading out to get changed. I cleaned myself up again as I wondered what was going on with him. I knew we both had a high sex drive, but he seemed especially insatiable lately.
We dressed in our jeans and sweaters, grabbed our cashmere scarves and baseball caps and headed out toward the main shopping streets. It was a good walk in the cold air and we soon warmed up as we weaved in and out of some designer shops. He got himself some new shirts, a pair of grey jeans and a black leather bomber jacket and insisted on buying me virtually the contents of Emu as he said I was unprepared for winter. He got me a gorgeous merino wool belted jacket, wool beanie hat and a pair of sheepskin gloves and zipped Ashby boots, all in grey.
I therefore insisted on paying for lunch, which he still managed to grumble about. I chose a gastro pub and we enjoyed a large Scottish sirloin steak and chips with peppercorn sauce and a bottle of beer each. Next stop was John Lewis and we found our dinner service, cutlery, utensils, silver and glassware as well as a Dualit kettle and toaster and some funky storage canisters for the floating shelves and all of our bed and bath linen, which we arranged to be waiting for us to collect from the Westhampton store.
‘Wow, what else? You’re seriously hammering your card this weekend,’ I commented as I took his hand.
‘I think that’s it baby. Just accessories and feature lighting to look at and we need to visit the art gallery and antiques market, so we can do that next week back home.’
We wandered through some of the more historic streets before heading up to the castle and enjoying the views over the city. It was starting to go dark as we headed back and I tucked my hand in the back pocket of his jeans to keep it warm and he did the same in mine, giving me a squeeze and a kiss.
‘Have you seen the news from back home?’ I asked.
‘No, what’s happened?’
‘Another murder, they’re saying it’s a serial killer.’
‘Fuck, seriously?’ He whipped his head around to look
at me shocked.
‘Yes, it was all over the news here this morning and she wasn’t just strangled this time, she’d been sexually assaulted.’
‘Was she a brunette again?’
‘Yes, a freshman too.’ I sighed as I felt his body stiffen and he pulled me closer to him and kissed the top of my head and I was surprised when he said no more. It was close to five when we reached the hotel and we headed to the lounge and ordered cream tea with scones, clotted cream and jam with two hot chocolates and sat by the roaring fire enjoying it.
‘Baby I’m not sure about you and Lexi going out tomorrow night now,’ he sighed as he brushed some crumbs off my lip.
‘O no,’ I groaned, I thought it had been too good to be true. ‘I knew this was coming, Gabe. So what? You suggest that all brunettes have a curfew or are only allowed out chaperoned?’
‘If that would keep you safe, yes.’
‘I could die my hair blonde,’ I teased.
‘Mia, it’s not funny. Some psycho’s out there and you fit the profile of his victims perfectly.’
‘I’ll be with Lexi all the time, Gabe. These girls can’t have been dragged out of a bar unnoticed, they must’ve been picked up when they were alone, otherwise there’d be a description of the guy circulating.’ I watched him as he mulled it over before putting his arm around me and pulling me down onto his chest, kissing the top of my head. I snuck my arm around his waist and under his jumper and held him tightly.
‘You’ve got to promise me you go nowhere alone, Mia. I want you to carry a small can of hairspray with you and until you take these self-defence classes you’re going to practice getting out of holds with me.’
‘What’s the hairspray for?’
‘Spray it in their eyes to give you time to get away.’
‘Do we have to discuss this now?’ I sighed, not wanting to put a downer on our weekend, I sensed it was going to be bad enough when we got home.
‘Yes, if you insist on going out tomorrow against my wishes.’ The annoyance in his voice was palpable.
‘You’re so over protective,’ I mumbled as I stroked his waist through his shirt.
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