Baggage & Buttons (48 page)

‘Are you trying to steal my girl Doug?’

‘No one’s stealing her mate, not the way she looks at
you. Here take her off my hands and get going. Have a great weekend, I’ll see
you Monday.’ He released me and Gabe stood behind me wrapping his arms around
my waist.

‘See you Doug, thanks for coming back with me tonight.’

‘No problem, beats being stuck on that bloody death trap
of a coach early tomorrow morning.’

‘Bye Doug, have fun with Lexi tomorrow.’

We waved him off and Gabe squeezed me tightly.

‘At last, I have you all to myself,’ he sighed as he
nibbled my shoulder.

‘Hmmm, for three days and two whole nights.’

‘Three nights and two whole days. God knows what bloody
state you’d have been in if I’d not come when I did.’

‘I’d still have wanted you desperately Gabe.’

‘Come on then, I want you desperately too.’ He picked
up my bag and held my hand and we went through the passenger gate and he
fiddled with a combination lock to fix it shut. I giggled as I tried to walk up
the gravel drive in my heels. ‘Here hold your bag,’ he said thrusting it at me.

‘Where are you going?’ I asked as I swayed and took it
off him.

‘I’m carrying you, we’ll be here all night with you
wobbling one pace forwards and six back and I need to bury my cock in you
sooner than later.’ He swept me up into his arms and started to walk up the
drive.

‘I
love it
when you do that. It’s so masculine
and
hot
. Was this how you held me when I fainted that first day?’

‘Yes and it was so hard not to kiss you. God I wanted
you so badly. I’d spent a whole week trying to find you after seeing you in
that bar and then suddenly there you were in my arms. It was fucking torture,’
he smiled softly down at me and planted a kiss on my lips.

‘Gabe?’

‘Yes?’

‘I’m really glad that you did find me,’ I whispered as
I smiled up at him.

‘Me too baby.’

‘Please tell me we’re going to have sex now.’

‘Shit what about your condition. Are you ok? Can we
have sex?’

‘I’m fine, we agreed not to talk about it tonight, I’m
fine having sex, the more the better as next week we won’t be able to and it’ll
be
so hard.’

‘It will,’ he sighed. ‘I better get started on right you
now then hadn’t I?’

‘Yes please,’ I grinned, full of joy at his statement.
How had I not had sex before I met him? To think of all the fun I’d missed out
on. There again, maybe if I hadn’t waited I wouldn’t have been here now in his
arms, wouldn’t have been available to go on a date with him, or I may not have
even to have come to Westhampton in the first place. I closed my eyes and took
a deep breath, not relishing the thought that I could’ve missed meeting him and
silently thanked fate for placing me in his path.

‘Ok?’ he asked, smiling down at me.

‘Yes,’ I whispered as I looked up at his handsome face
and melted again. He set me down on the front door step as he searched for his
keys in his pocket. I put my bag on the floor as he fumbled. ‘Is your car key
on there Gabe?’

‘Yes why?’ he asked as he pulled them out of his
pocket. I grabbed them off him giggling and ran to his car and somehow found
the button to deactivate the alarm and the lights flashed.

‘Mia
shit
, you’re drunk. Give me back my keys
right now. You’re
not
getting in my car,’ he hissed. I turned around and
threw them back to him.

‘I’ve no intention of getting in your car Gabe,’ I grinned
and gave him a wink.

‘Then what are you doing?’ he asked, looking at me
puzzled. I smiled and bit my lip as I undid the knot on my shirt, unbuttoned it
and shrugged it off my shoulders, tossing it aside on the gravel. ‘O god baby what
are you doing?’ he groaned, as I grabbed my tie and ran my hands down it.

‘I want you to bend me over the bonnet and fuck me
from behind, like you fantasied about, like
I’ve
fantasied about.’

‘O god Mia,’ he sighed with a big smile on his face.

‘Your dad had better be away this time Gabe.’ I
reached behind me and unhooked my bra and threw that down too. Gabe hissed
through his teeth as he started unbuttoning his shirt.

‘Baby you’re
so
bad.’ He flung it on the floor,
leaving him bare chested, his solid pecs flexing in the cool air.

‘Gabe your body’s just amazing,’ I sighed drinking him
in. How the hell had I snagged this guy? He was a bona fide sex god. ‘Just unbutton
your jeans, I want you to fuck me with them still on,’ I ordered and turned running
my hand across his bonnet. I gently placed both palms down flat in the middle, leaned
forwards spreading my legs and felt the cool air caressing my knickers. ‘You’d
better punish me now, because I’ve been so naughty Sir.’

‘What have you done Miss Page?’ he asked moving up
behind me, running his hand over the ruffles of my knickers.

‘I went out without my boyfriend’s approval in the
tiniest
skirt, with my butt and boobs on display and I flirted with lots of horny
desperate men and danced
very
sexily.’

‘What do you think I should do about that?’ he purred
as his hand moved to caress the back of my thigh. I closed my eyes as I let out
a happy sigh, his touch was electric and did things to me that touch alone just
shouldn’t do.

‘I think you should pull down my knickers Sir and
spank
me.’

‘How many times?’ he asked gruffly.

‘Ten times, for every guy I flirted with. Ten spanks,
each one harder than the last.’ I spread my legs further and heard him inhale
sharply as his hand moved back up to my knickers. I felt him slip his fingers
into the elastic band and I suddenly jerked as he gripped them, ripping them so
hard he lifted me off the floor. ‘Gabe?’ I gasped.

‘You’re not going to need these,’ he growled as he
ripped again, tearing them off me and flinging them in tatters onto the ground,
leaving me dizzy with anticipation. I felt his hand rubbing my bare bottom in
circles, then groaned as he gave me a firm slap on one cheek.

‘Gabe,’ I groaned. He went harder with each and every
one. By number eight my cheeks were stinging and I had to bite my lip and lower
myself to lie on the bonnet and he leaned over and kissed my neck.

‘You know why I’m spanking you?’ he whispered.

‘I made you mad.’ The sound of the crack made me jump
before the actual sensation of his palm hitting me. ‘
Gabe
,’ I moaned. My
nipples were rock solid, the effects of the cold air, the metal beneath me and
the alternating waves of pain and pleasure were intoxicating. I could feel the
moisture seeping out of me as he gently rubbed my cheeks and bent down to kiss
them.

‘Yes you did and maybe this next one will make you
think before doing it again,’ he growled. I felt it at the same time as the
sound this time, and some tears rolled down my face as I gasped and panted,
writhing my hips. Why did that get me off so much? There again I seemed to like
lots of things that I would have thought were so wrong before I started having
sex. What he didn’t realise was I’d probably disobey him again, just to make
him smack me like that without provocation. I heard the gravel shift and crunch
and felt warm air between my legs as I felt his hands move to grip my thighs. His
tongue carefully licked my smooth mound and worked its way up to my clit, then
he began thrusting his tongue into me and I groaned in pleasure and parted my
legs further. His hands moved up to my bottom and pulled my cheeks apart as he
made long slow licks up and over my exposed flesh, I was throbbing for him. I
clenched as his tongue moved higher.

‘
Gabe
?’

‘It’s ok baby, relax. It’s only my tongue.’

‘No,
don’t,
’ I protested. A tongue?
There
?
That was all kinds of wrong, off the charts wrong.

‘Relax Mia, I want to do this to you, it will make me
happy, don’t you want to make me happy baby?’ he asked as he kissed my red hot
stinging cheeks again.

‘Yes,’ I whispered, pretty sure I’d do anything sexual
for him, anything to make sure he’d stick with me and not leave. I knew I could
never replace him. I tensed up as his tongue moved back onto me. I felt it move
from my perineum and then up to circle my butt, it was so sensitive I moaned, while
cringing inside, as he flicked his tongue around its entrance. I slid forwards
on his bonnet, my nipples squeaking on the metal, as some of his fingers made
their way their way inside me, he hooked them and went to work on my g-spot.
The combination of vaginal and anal stimulation set me off.

‘O shit … shit, shit …
shit
,’ I cried as he
speeded up his attack. ‘
Gabe
,’ I groaned as the volcano in my core
started to spew. I gripped the upper edge of the bonnet in front of the
windscreen and held on tightly as my orgasm hit and I shook and screamed. I lay
on the cold metal trembling as he pulled his fingers out, let go of me and he
stood up. I felt his dick grazing my backside. ‘Please tell me you’re going to
fuck me now?’ I gasped as I felt my internal muscles rippling, desperately needing
something to grip.

‘Is that what you want?’ His voice was low and hoarse.

‘So much.’

‘You’re so desperate Mia, I bet you’d fuck just about
anyone right now just to feel a cock inside you,’ he growled in my ear.

‘No,’ I cried out as I twisted my head to look at him.
‘I only want yours Gabe, just yours.
Please,
I want you now, it’s been
days, I
need
you.’

He placed his hands on the bonnet either side of my
shoulders and as he leaned forwards his erection slid along my grove, grazing
my clit and I shuddered with ecstasy at the thought of what was coming. He
kissed the back of my neck groaning as he moved his hips and stroked me again
slowly.

‘Do you know how hard it’s been to go this long
without burying myself in you?’

‘Yes, because I’ve needed it too.’

‘We can ditch the rubbers?’

‘Yes. I want to feel you come inside me, I want to
feel you spurting and filling me up, I’m yours Gabe, take me,’ I groaned, as he
rubbed me again.

‘You
are
mine, only mine. I’m going to make you
come so hard baby, are you ready?’

‘I’ve been ready all week, please Gabe stop teasing me
and
fuck
me,’ I begged. He suddenly slammed into me, my muscles groaning
as they had no choice but to part to take his girth. It felt like my first time
again, he felt so big and I screamed and tightened my grip on the edge of the
bonnet. He pulled out and then rammed me again, so my hips slammed onto the
front of the car making it shake.

‘O my
god
, you’ve no idea how it feels to be
inside you with no condom. You feel so soft, tight and warm,’ he groaned in my
ear, his chest pressing into my back. ‘You were made to fit me perfectly baby,
there’s not a spare millimetre inside you.’ He withdrew and slammed me again
and again.

‘More,’ I begged. He pulled himself upright and
grabbed my hips, pulling them to him as he pushed into me. He did it over and
over, faster and faster, grunting with each thrust. I needed to scream blue
bloody murder, so I turned my head and bit my arm hard as I squealed with
delight.

‘Mia you’re insatiable. You love sex as much as I do
don’t you?’

‘Yes,’ I sighed.

‘Tell me who you belong to Mia? Tell me who you want?’
he grunted.

‘You Gabe, it’s always you. I’m yours,’ I cried and he
groaned loudly.

‘Yes you are, you’ll always be mine baby.’

‘Gabe I can … feel myself … coming again,’ I moaned.
He let go of my hips and lay down on top of me and his hands gripped mine over
the edge of the bonnet. His thrusts were so forceful he lifted me off the
gravel with each one as he grunted wildly. ‘Gabe please I’m coming, come with
me, please come with me,’ I begged. I felt myself start to tremble again and my
muscles tightened around him as I screamed at the top of my lungs as my orgasm
shook me to the core, my legs were paralysed for a moment as I went rigid and
felt the tingling wave wash up my body. Six days’ worth of repressed penetrative
orgasm suddenly being set free, felt so damn good.

‘Miaaaa.’ He groaned my name so gutturally, it was sexy
as hell. I felt him flexing inside me, the hot air of his breath on my neck
making my hairs stand on end. As the last tremor of my orgasm hit me, I felt a
warmth spreading inside me, he’d come and it was seeping through me and I loved
this new unusual feeling. I sighed deeply and lowered my hot forehead to the
cold metal below me.

‘O Gabe … that was
amazing
.’

‘Baby, please never make me wear condoms again.’ His
head fell onto my shoulder and we just lay there. It was completely silent
except for the sound of us breathing deeply in unison and the odd rustle of
leaves in the breeze.

‘Gabe?’ Are you ok? I whispered as I heard him make throaty
groan.