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The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series)

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by Fallowfield, C. J.


  ‘You said I was cold, I wasn’t cold inside, Mia. I constantly burn on the inside I want you that badly, that’ll never change.’ He put his forehead on mine and rubbed my nose and I could feel the heat of his breath on my lips.

  ‘Whatever you feel on the inside you need to show me Gabe, I’m not a mind reader. You’re normally so open with me and can’t keep your eyes or your hands off me, how did you think I’d react when I found you like that, when you acted like that? It hurt me.’

  ‘I’m so sorry. I’m here now, what can I do to make it up to you? Don’t let me ruin an otherwise perfect weekend,’ he pleaded. I pulled his arm off me and stepped back and looked at him. People were gyrating all around us, the heat in the club was intense, but I could feel a wall of it shimmering between the two of us as he stood there, his broad chest expanding and contracting as he looked at me.

  He was drop dead gorgeous with his smouldering eyes burning right through me. This time I could see how much he wanted me, he was desperate, he looked like a starved man at a banquet and I was his all you can eat buffet. It made my insides ignite, I didn’t care how much of an arse he could be, I just wanted his arms around me, his lips on mine, his body pressed up against me. I launched myself at him, jumping up onto his hips, gripping him around the neck and our teeth clashed as we locked lips. I felt his hands gripping my buttocks and his erection pressed so tightly into my crotch I could swear he was actually almost inside me. I groaned in his mouth, partly in frustration that I could let him sway me so easily with his raw sex appeal.

  ‘O God baby, I love you, I love you so much,’ he groaned as he lay waste to my mouth, I was going to pass out if he carried on. I unhooked my legs and sunk back to the floor and spun around in his arms and started to grind my backside into him, as I moved to the pounding rhythm. I sighed happily as he splayed his hands on my hips and moved with me. He buried his face in my neck as we danced, his breathing heavy and ragged, it was hot, so hot, I could feel his desire radiating off him. The fact that he could dance like this, so sexily, made me want him even more.

  ‘God, you can dance well,’ I sighed.

  ‘You too, and just like our first time,’ he whispered in my ear. We’d danced like this, after all the foreplay outside of Fazeleys and I’d wanted him just as badly then. I reached behind me and grabbed his buttocks pulling him onto me even tighter and he sighed as I worked my backside over his erection.

  ‘Seriously, you’ve knickers with more material baby, you’re so damn hot,’ he groaned. ‘I went commando for you.’

  ‘O God,’ I whimpered. ‘I need a drink.’

  ‘I need you,’ he snarled, spinning me around and thrusting one leg between mine, making me ride it as his hips circled against me. The friction of his leg through the thin material was stimulating me and I closed my eyes and parted my lips.

  ‘Gabe,’ I whispered.

  ‘I know baby, I can see it all over your face. Feel it, give into it, I can tell you want to.’

  I started to flex my pelvis as we moved, I rode his thigh up and down and left to right as he directed the rest of my body to follow his in perfect rhythm with the pounding music. I reached up and clasped the back of his neck and let him slip his tongue into my mouth again and his kiss tipped me over the edge. As I climaxed he lowered me backwards, bent over me, then swung me back up again as I shook in his arms. He held me tightly against him and I lay my head on his shoulder, stroking his neck over and over until he started groaning, let go of me and grabbed my hand and took me to the bar. He pressed my back into it and anchored me with his hips as his thumb stroked the side of my breast. I pressed my cheek to his chest as he ordered two bottles of water, before tugging on my hair to force me to look up at him so he could kiss me vigorously again. I still felt slightly limp and intoxicated from his proximity as we moved out of the way of the people waiting to be served and Gabe opened both bottles and handed one to me.

  ‘You ok baby?’

  ‘I think so.’

  ‘You think so? Are you still mad with me?’

  ‘I’m going to be mad with you for days, Gabe,’ I replied as I glugged back a load of water.

  ‘Well me too. What were you thinking coming out on your own? And wearing nearly nothing? You want me to trust you and then you go and do something stupid like this.’ He surveyed me as he drank some of his water waiting for my reaction.

  ‘Do we have to fight again? We’d gone all weekend without fighting until you got all miserable.’

  ‘I don’t want to fight either Mia, but we need to talk and I’m not doing it here where I’m being bumped into and guys are brazen enough to try coping a feel of your arse as you stand here with me.’

  ‘We could try the VIP area, I have the card from that woman last night.’

  ‘Fine, take my hand and bring your water,’ he ordered. I walked behind him, his hand clutching mine tightly as we weaved through the crowds. As we approached the VIP area I rummaged for the woman’s business card, Etta, that was her name. One of the three bouncers at the entrance looked us up and down and smiled when I showed him her card and said that we’d been invited and he let us straight through. She must have some serious pull in here and it seemed a bit excessive to have so many bouncers on the door. It was a two storey section and on the ground floor all of the seats were taken, so Gabe lead me upstairs where we found another very plush area with a long bar and a glass balustrade overlooking the dance floor below. He found an empty seat as far from everyone else as he could. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap, his arms tightly around my waist and rubbed his nose up and down my arm.

  ‘So,’ I said as I drank some more water.

  ‘So,’ he replied as he looked at me. His gaze was so intense, it felt like someone had sucked all of the air out of the room. We sat looking at each other and I could feel the sexual tension arcing between us.

  ‘Someone needs to say something,’ I whispered breathlessly.

  ‘I worry about you baby. I worry so much and you don’t seem to get how your behaviour causes me so much distress.’

  ‘I don’t want to play the childish you started it game Gabe, but I hadn’t done anything wrong when I came down to the bar, you were being really mean for no reason,’ I countered. He closed his eyes and chewed on his lip, I could tell he was trying to stay calm as his fingers stretched and stroked my side before he looked back at me.

  ‘Not without reason Mia, you proved that tonight by running off on your own. You seem to have a total disregard for your own safety. If you were single that would be fine, but you aren’t, we’re a couple and we need to think about the impact of our actions on each other.’

  ‘You weren’t thinking about that when you closed me out earlier, you can’t lecture me when you don’t follow your own rules, Gabe.’

  ‘Ok, I accept that I was out of order, so how about we draw a line under tonight and agree how we move forward.’

  ‘I’m listening.’ I was listening, but I was also finding his fingers on my skin and his sensuous lips so close to mine very distracting. I tucked my hair behind my ear and took a few deep breaths.

  ‘I need you to understand how much I worry about you baby. I can’t change that, it is what it is and I need you to accept that and do as I ask when it comes to taking care of yourself.’

  ‘Ok,’ I swigged some more water and absentmindedly starting playing with the buttons on his tight black shirt. His shoulders and arms looked so good in it, so strong, and I loved the way he left a few buttons undone, just enough to give me a glimpse down to the top of his smooth firm chest. I wanted to undo those buttons and run my tongue over one of his solid pecs, kiss the hollow in his throat and lick all the way …

  ‘Baby please stop, you’re distracting me looking at me like you want to devour me,’ he sighed as he lifted my chin to look in my eyes and broke my enjoyable concentration on other things.

  ‘I’m listening, you just look really good.’ I rubbed a palm up and down his bicep. ‘I can’
t help it if I react to you.’ He let go of my waist and grabbed my wandering right hand and put it on my lap and sighed again as he took a deep breath.

  ‘Mia, you need to work with me here.’

  ‘I will. You want me to be more careful, I’ll be more careful. Just try and stop shutting me out, or agreeing rules and breaking them because it always ends up with us fighting and that’s when I get mad and react, or we just have sex and never resolve it.’

  ‘I am trying Mia, I’m not used to discussing how I feel with anyone.’

  ‘Well neither am I, only with Lexi if she pushes me.’ I wriggled as his thumb rubbed back and forth on the inside of my wrist. I was getting hotter by the second, this was a real problem, we were trying to have a serious discussion and all I could think about was how much I wanted to undress him, to look at his fantastic body, to pull it against me and force him inside me.

  ‘Mia, God please stop, I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you while ignoring the fact that I’m desperate to fuck you and you’re writhing about on my lap in the tiniest of outfits.’ His lips ran up my shoulder and sent shivers rippling over my skin and made all my hair stand on end.

  ‘Then stop doing things like that,’ I moaned as I tried to pull away, but his grip just tightened around me.

  ‘So I can’t even touch you or kiss you?’

  ‘Not when we’re trying to talk no, I can’t concentrate on anything but how good you look.’ I wriggled my hips to try and stop his erection from pressing into me.

  ‘Fuck it’s hot in here, I need more water. Do you need more water?’

  ‘No,’ I shook my head. He lifted me up as he stood and deposited me back on the chair, eye level with his crotch, I let out a small moan as I saw how hard he was, which didn’t go unnoticed.

  ‘Don’t move Mia, I mean it.’ He added a pointing index finger to make his point, so I nodded again, crossed my legs and adjusted my top and smiled at him and he shook his head and rubbed himself in his jeans with a grimace and headed to the bar. I watched as he walked, so powerfully but with a surprising grace and wondered if anything about him would turn me off. Even when he pissed me off, I still yearned for him.

  ‘You made it, I hoped you would.’

  I turned feeling a cool hand on the back of my shoulder to see Etta standing over me. She walked around in a tight turquoise bodycon dress with a spiral of see through lace weaving around her body. She sat opposite and crossed her legs smiling at me, making me shift uncomfortably in my seat.

  ‘Hi, yes, thanks for the recommendation, they play excellent music.’

  ‘They do. I saw you and your boyfriend dancing, you make a very sexy couple.’

  ‘Thank you.’ I flashed a glance at the bar to see Gabe was focussed on being served.

  ‘Where did you have your breasts done? They’re incredible.’

  ‘I’m sorry, what?’ I looked back at her surprised, did she just ask about my breasts?

  ‘Your breast job, who did it? Mine need redoing.’ She smiled as she cupped them. I squirmed in my seat, this was all kinds of wrong.

  ‘I haven’t had one, they’re natural.’

  ‘Am I making you uncomfortable?’ she asked as she leaned forward and put her hand on my knee making me jerk my leg away.

  ‘Yes, you are little,’ I replied shooting her a back off glance.

  ‘I thought you seemed a little innocent, but you’re so attractive I couldn’t resist taking the risk. I take it that this is your first time?’ she smiled, sitting back in her chair and observing me.

  ‘First time?’ I looked at her puzzled.

  ‘Swinging.’

  ‘Swinging?’ I stuttered.

  ‘Yes, sorry, maybe I should’ve made myself clearer, my husband and I have a fairly open marriage, we enjoy other people, but always when we’re together. We both find you very attractive and we’d like you both to join us tonight. I thought you understood that when I gave you my card yesterday and asked you to come.’

  ‘No,’ I gasped. ‘I just thought you were just being friendly. You want us to come back to your house with you for sex?’ I squeaked. Christ, Gabe was spot on when he said this last night and I hadn’t believed him.

  ‘Not our house as such, there’s a private members only club upstairs.’

  ‘O my God,’ I gulped and she laughed.

  ‘I take it you’ve never been with a woman then, Mia?’

  ‘No.’ And No. Thank. You. Where the hell was Gabe? I shot a glance at the bar, relieved to see he was pocketing his change.

  ‘I hadn’t until my first time at a swingers party. It was a real eye opener, I’d go so far as to say I swing more towards women than men now and I’m very turned on by you.’

  ‘Ermmm, thank you?’ I replied, confused. I wasn’t sure what the appropriate response was to a woman telling you she wanted to go down on you.

  ‘Is your boyfriend bi?’

  ‘Bi?’ I asked, was she implying her husband wanted Gabe as well?

  ‘Bi sexual, does he like guys too?’ She asked, confirming my worst fears.

  ‘No,’ I replied shaking my head vigorously. ‘Definitely not.’

  ‘O, what a shame,’ she sighed. I looked up to see Gabe approaching with a bottle of water and gave him a desperate help me look. He smiled, bent down and kissed me then sat on the edge of the chair, draping one of his arms over my shoulder.

  ‘Hi, we saw you last night at the restaurant, didn’t we?’ he said as he smiled at her. I watched her undressing him with her eyes. Swings more towards women? Yeah right, not when my Gabe was on offer, that much was obvious.

  ‘Yes, I don’t think Mia understood my intentions when I gave her my card. I think I’ve made her rather uncomfortable,’ Etta said with a gentle smile back at me. I squirmed again and looked up at Gabe to try and indicate it was time to go and was suddenly aware that a guy had sat down with us.

  ‘Your intentions being?’ asked Gabe. I quickly took a look at her husband. He was in his mid-thirties, mousy brown hair, decent looking and well built, rugby player build and I nearly died when he grinned and winked at me.

  ‘To join my husband and I in the private club upstairs. I understand you aren’t bi, which is disappointing, but I’d very much like to be Mia’s first before we swap partners.’

  Right, that was it, I was out of here, there was going to be no eating of my vagina by Mrs. McKenzie, or swapping of partners. I stood up quickly and could feel my hands shaking. ‘Excuse me, I need the toilet. Gabe, please will you accompany me?’

  ‘Sure baby,’ he held out his hand and grinned at me before flashing Etta and her husband one of his dazzling smiles. I saw her react to it and her husband leaning to check out my bottom and I started to walk quickly pulling Gabe along by my side.

  ‘What the fuck?’ I hissed.

  ‘What?’

  ‘You smiled, you gave her that smile. She just propositioned me, asked if you’d have sex with her husband, then said she wanted me to have my first lesbian experience with her before her husband fucked me and you said nothing.’ I virtually ran down the stairs and marched out of the VIP area with him still in tow.

  ‘It was amusing baby, I liked seeing you squirm.’

  ‘Amusing?’ I turned and crossed my arms glaring at him.

  ‘Yes, your face was a picture. Aren’t you flattered that another couple wanted to fuck you?’

  ‘No, please tell me you haven’t changed your mind and you’re up for that?’ I glared.

  ‘No, of course not, I told you that last night. I just wanted to see how you’d react. You could’ve got up and walked away at any time. You didn’t have to wait for me to rescue you.’

  ‘I didn’t want to be rude.’

  ‘See, there’s your problem, Mia. A woman tells you she wants to have sex with you before her husband fucks you and you’re too polite to get yourself out of the situation. What would you have done if I wasn’t here? This is why I worry.’

  ‘I wouldn’t hav
e gone with them, Gabe,’ I shuffled on my feet and looked at the floor. He came to me and put his arms around me and rested his forehead on mine.

  ‘I know baby, but you let yourself be dragged into a conversation where they were assuming that we were up for it and will be heading back to join them any minute. You need to be able to cut people off Mia, be clear that you aren’t interested, it’s not rudeness, it’s just being honest. I need to know that you can do this if I’m going to trust you while you’re out without me.’

  ‘I’m not sure I know how to be rude, Gabe. Lexi’d just tell someone to fuck off, that’s not me.’

  ‘Well you could always slap them, you’ve got that down to a fine art, my face still hurts,’ he smiled. I laughed and put my hand up and gently ran my fingers down his cheek.

  ‘I’m sorry, was it really that painful?’

  ‘Yes, but also really hot. I was so bloody mad the first time, I wanted to take you over my knee and slap your arse pink before fucking it.’ I inhaled sharply as he ran a hand up my back and gripped the back of my neck. ‘I still want to do it now,’ he whispered. ‘Do you want me? Do you want me to spank you, or use the flogger on you then fuck you hard and fast?’

  ‘O God yes,’ I groaned and grabbed his hair, pulled his lips down to meet mine and kissed him ferociously. My body heated up instantly, the desire for him bubbling away under the surface was no longer contained. I pressed my body into his and hooked one leg around his hip and he gripped my bottom with his free hand as he groaned into my mouth. I was already wet for him, my muscles clenching in anticipation of him thrusting into me. I was drowning in him and I suddenly pulled my head away panting and dropped my leg. ‘Tell me it’s more than this, Gabe.’

  ‘More than what?’ he sked, his breathing hard and fast, his eyes dark and smouldering.

  ‘Just sex, physical attraction. I need to know we’re more than that.’

  ‘Mia, where’s this coming from?’ he looked at me aghast.

  ‘We can’t keep our hands off each other Gabe, it’s not normal.’

 

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