The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series) (39 page)

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 while at the same time 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 automatcially 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.

‘Me too,
but your suitcase won’t pack itself, just like dinner won’t cook on its own.
Plus you wanted to spend a bit of time with Lexi.’

‘I do. What
time do we get back on Sunday?’

‘We should
be back here by five, why?’

‘Lexi and I’d
like to go out together, as we’ll miss our Friday night and we missed last
night too and both nights the week before. Do you mind?’ I asked as I stroked
his ribs.

‘Just the
two of you?’

‘Yes.’

‘Where are
you thinking of going?’

‘Probably
Princes Street, work our way along a few bars.’

‘Drinking?’
I felt his body stiffen a little under me as his hand stroked my back.

‘Yes, and we’d
be together all the time.’

‘What time
would you be home?’

‘Midnight,
the latest,
please
Gabe,’ I begged, trying a sexy pout. He closed his
eyes and sighed, so I pulled out the big guns and lifted my head, tilted his
toward me and kissed him and bit and sucked on his lower lip as I caressed his
neck, knowing it would make him cave. ‘I miss my best friend Gabe, it’s only one
evening and you could have some quality time with Doug and I’ll come home to
bed with you after.’

‘Ok, fine,’
he sighed. ‘But you make sure you have your phone with you, it’s on at all
times and you and Lexi are
glued
at the hip. I’ll come and pick you up
when you’re ready to come home.’

‘Really?’

‘Yes,’ he
said, sounding as if he really meant no.

‘Thank you.’
I kissed him multiple times until he started laughing.

‘It’s me
who should be thanking you.’

‘For what?
You just did
all
the work,
again
,’ I smiled.

‘For your
little display in English. You took me completely by surprise.’

‘I figured
out you were letting Milo know we were a couple in no uncertain terms, so I
thought it’d please you if I made it perfectly clear to
everyone
that I’m
yours and you’re mine.’

‘O, I think
they got that baby, especially the girl behind you that you gave your jealous
glare to. That was quite some kiss, you made my day,’ he smiled. I grinned and
kissed him again, until he groaned, gripped my arms and rolled me off him and
stood up at the side of the bed, his hand extended.

‘Shower,
now, before we end up doing this again. I’m going to help you so you don’t slip
over with all that oil on you.’

‘Where did
you learn to massage?’ I asked as I followed him through.

‘I’ve had
so many myself, you pick things up. Was it good?’

‘Amazing
Gabe, please feel free to do that to me again, but you better tell me that you’ve
changed to a male masseuse,’ I replied as he leaned me back on the wall, turned
on the shower and started washing me down with a facecloth.

‘O baby, you’re
so jealous. I love it.’

‘Would you
like the thought of another man rubbing his hands all over my hot, tight little
body?’

‘No I bloody
wouldn’t,’ he bit back without hesitation.

‘Then you
know how I feel, no woman touching yours. This sensational package is all mine,
Gabe Austin,’ I said as I looked up at his amused face and ran my hands over
his solid strong biceps.

‘
All of
it
? I thought you just loved my big cock.’

‘O I do, I
love it very much, but I also love all of the rest of it and especially what’s
in here,’ I laid my hand over his heart and kissed him. ‘That’s my favourite
part of all.’

‘You’re
starting to get romantic Miss Page, who would’ve thought that a few months ago?’
he cleaned between my legs with the face cloth.

‘You’re
rubbing off on me.’

‘No, but
I’d like to again,’ he said with a cheeky grin and wink. I slapped his arm as
he laughed, then I washed both our hair and finished cleaning up. I decided not
to dry myself, but just wrap up in my dressing gown and let the remaining oils
soak into my skin, as I cleaned off my streaked mascara and dried my hair into
silky tumbling waves. He stood behind me and nosed into it before kissing my
shoulder and squeezing my butt before getting dressed. I smiled at myself in
the mirror, this was a good day, it was the happiest I’d felt in forever and I
really hoped it was a sign that we were back on track, back to normality. I
started packing my toiletries and makeup and looked up to find him back in his
jeans and black shirt and watched as he walked around barefoot as he folded up
the satin sheet and blew out the candles. He walked over to me and undid the
tie on my dressing gown and threw it on the bed and ran his hands over my now
soft, dewy skin, pausing on my breasts.