Infinite Love (29 page)

‘Later, you and I have business to attend to, Mrs. Austin,’ he whispered in my ear. He shoved a knee between mine to prise my legs slightly apart, and holding onto me with one arm around my waist he quickly slid his hand down into my knickers.

‘Gabe,’ I gasped as I looked around. We were surrounded, this wasn’t the discretion of Fazeleys nightclub back home, we were in the middle of the room.

‘You’re right, you’re very wet,’ he groaned as he slipped over my clit. ‘And from now on it’s, Sir,’ he advised. He thrust his tongue in my mouth before I had a chance to object any further and I whimpered as his fast fingers worked on me expertly. My nails dug into his white shirt, clawing at his firm biceps, the feeling of his masque rubbing against my forehead and eyebrows, alien. I managed to pull my head away and let out a loud groan. ‘Open your eyes, Mia. I want them open at all times, understood?’

‘Yes, Gabe.’

‘Yes what?’ he hissed as he released my waist and smacked me firmly. My eyes went wide, he was masturbating me in public, making me watch
and
spanking me? Everything contracted as I realised I was even more turned on.

‘Yes, Sir. I’m very sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again, Sir.’

‘Good girl,’ he smiled and I saw his blue eyes sparkling as he watched me go slack jawed when his fingers pressed against me firmly.

‘Ahhhh,’ I whimpered and bit my lip to keep the noise down. I looked around me quickly, no one seemed to even be bothered except … there was a couple with their arms around each other’s waists, watching my face. ‘Sir? I’m being watched,’ I whispered as I clenched, trying desperately to stop the sensations of pleasure rippling up through my body.

‘I thought that was the whole idea for us being here, baby. You want me to stop?’

‘Yes … no. I mean … yes. No, I mean no,’ I mewled as my legs began to tremble.

‘I want you to look at the people watching you, Mia. Look into their eyes as you come for me.’

‘Ga … Sir, please, no.’ I looked at him mortified, someone sneakily watching was one thing, making me watch them, watching me, was totally another.

‘You can say “I quit” if you want to, baby,’ he replied as he kissed me, his tongue gently flickering against mine and I sagged even more, his hips and the arm around my waist were the only things holding me up right now. ‘A. Quit or B. Watch them enjoying seeing you come for me.’

‘Multiple choice always has four options, Sir,’ I replied. ‘A, B, C or … O shit … D.’

‘Well, I don’t offer a C or an “O shit D,”’ he chuckled. ‘A or B, Mia?’ he suddenly stopped moving his fingers, leaving me hanging and I swore at him as I narrowed my eyes. I saw his masque shift and knew he was raising both of his eyebrows.

‘B,’ I whispered.

‘I’m sorry, I need that in full plain English,’ he smirked. I scowled at him.

‘B. I will watch them enjoying seeing me come for you. SIR,’ I hissed.

‘Excellent. You’re a very quick study. Eye contact and then I recommence.’

‘I hate you, Sir.’

‘No you don’t,’ he whispered as he kissed my neck. ‘You love me, don’t you?’ I nodded as he pulled his head back awaiting my response and then nodded toward the other couple who still had their eyes fixed on Gabe’s hand down my knickers. Thank God they weren’t looking at my face. Gabe started caressing me again, light strokes, firm strokes, circling, flicking, changing direction until I was in a spin not knowing what was coming next. I took in a sharp inhalation as the man suddenly looked up and met my gaze and smiled. I bit my lower lip and felt myself getting wetter and heard Gabe make a grunt of approval as he leaned in and kissed my ear. ‘Good girl, he’s gone hard looking at you, baby, he has an erection for you and she’s gone all pink in the face. They’re turned on watching you pant for me. And you’re turned on too, aren’t you?’

‘Yes,’ I cried as my breathing spiralled out of control. The man reached down to grasp his wife’s hand and put it on his erection and she quickly unzipped him and let him fall out. He said something to her and she nodded, dropped to her knees and started to suck, all the while he kept watching my face. ‘It’s too much, it’s … too much,’ I moaned as I saw some other people turn to look.

‘Do you quit?’ I could tell from his voice that he was concerned that he was making me do something against my will, if I said yes, I knew that he’d stop right away.

‘No,’ said firmly and let my cheek fall on his shoulder as I sobbed my way to an intense orgasm as the other man watched. He grabbed the back of his wife’s head and thrust deeply into her mouth and let out a loud grunt. Gabe slid his hand out of my knickers and made me suck his fingers clean while people watched and nodded their approval. ‘I feel kind of dirty,’ I whispered as I lifted my head and looked up at him.

‘In a bad or good way?’

‘Both.’ I jumped as the gong sounded behind me and the chatter in the room dimmed.

‘We can go home, go to a private room, or … or go to the public room.’

‘What do you want to do?’

‘Whatever you want to do.’

‘That’s not an answer.’

‘You haven’t given me one.’

‘You go first,’ I begged.

‘Ok, follow me.’ He grabbed my hand and surprised me by leading me to the bar. ‘Can I have a piece of paper and two pens?’ he asked the barman as he ordered us both some water.

‘What are you doing?’

‘We’re both going to write down what we want to do, honestly. No writing what we think the other wants to do, what
we
want to do and if we match, no problem.’

‘What if we don’t?’

‘We discuss it and we’re not offended at whatever the other has written. Deal?’

‘Ok, deal,’ I nodded. I could go with that. I mulled over in my head what I wanted. He wanted the public sex, I was sure of it, after all he’d just encouraged me to do
that
, and he’d paid money for us to be here. I sort of liked the idea, but didn’t like the thought of others seeing my privates on display. Breasts I wasn’t so bothered about, but down there was intimate. That should be for Gabe only. He ripped the paper in two and slid a piece to me with a pen and turned his back as he scribbled. I started writing too.
Public. On the condition that I keep my knickers on as I don’t want anyone but you seeing me down there. I’m yours, no one else’s and I don’t want anyone touching me or touching you for the same reason. We’re married with a healthy curiosity, not swingers.

‘Jesus, have you written War and Peace?’ he uttered as I turned to face him.

‘No,’ I giggled. ‘So how do we do this? One at a time or swap and read each other’s?’

‘Swap, then discuss.’

‘Ok.’ I slid my folded piece of paper to him and he did the same and we watched each other as we picked them up. I tore my eyes away and unfolded his and my heart sank as I read the single word written on it.
Home.
I felt my eyes fill up with tears of confusion and looked up at him. His eyes seemed to be scanning my words again and again and he slowly lifted his masque off and set it on the bar.

‘You really want to do this?’ he asked quietly.

‘I … I thought you did!’ I replied as I looked into his eyes.

‘So this isn’t you saying what you want? You’ve not been honest like we agreed?’ he frowned.

‘I have, but now I’m all confused. You just encouraged me to come in front of another couple. You brought us here last time because you wanted me to have a chance to try out a fantasy. I’ve kind of come around to the idea because I thought you wanted it too, now you go and say you want to go home, making me feel like a complete shit.’

‘I told you from the start that I didn’t need this, it was to make you happy and you didn’t seem very happy when I just did that to you. I felt like a shit for pushing you, so I thought going home would make us both happy,’ he replied as he palmed my face. ‘I have to admit I wasn’t thrilled when I saw the word “Public” as I opened the paper, but I love what you put afterwards.’

‘You did?’

‘If you’d just put public I don’t know if I could have handled that, Mia. Not seeing another man looking at your body completely naked, not knowing if you really wanted him to come and touch you, or to join in. Saying that we’re off limits to other people means the world to me. I’ll do it if you want, but I want you to stay in your outfit, I don’t want anyone seeing you naked. Deal?’

‘Deal,’ I nodded with a nervous gulp. It was one thing fantasising, another actually doing it. I still wasn’t sure if I’d even be able to go through with it. He kissed me tenderly, letting me know it wasn’t all about getting off, reminding me that we had an unbreakable, monogamous bond. Like I’d written, this was just curiosity. He held out his hand and I laced my fingers tightly in his and we made our way to the lifts. We were silent on the way up and started walking around the noise filled public room. ‘Can we watch someone first, I feel a bit tense and nervous,’ I whispered as I kissed his neck.

‘Sure,’ he smiled. ‘We’ll walk around and you tug my hand when you find something you like.’

‘Or something you like, Sir.’

‘I like it when you call me that.’

‘I had noticed,’ I smiled. ‘You’re like a mini Dom.’

‘I may be a mini Dom in terms of BDSM, but a maxi Dom in terms of cock, baby,’ he winked.

‘You are,’ I giggled.

‘I’m loving the collar, I may just lead you around by it.’

‘It was your Christmas present, to show you that you own me, but we were too busy arguing to swap gifts,’ I replied as I looked down at the floor.

‘Hey.’ He stopped and pulled on my ponytail, lifting my face up to meet his gaze. ‘I hated that we argued, and at your favourite time of year too. I’m so sorry that I pressured you. You’re right, I have no idea how much pain you’re in when you’re on and while our baby was as much of a loss to me, I understand that there’s probably a closer bond with it for you because you carried it. No more pressure, if you need time back on the pill, then go back on the pill. I’ll wait. I love you.’

‘Thank you,’ I whispered. ‘I love you too.’ I reached up and pulled his face to mine and kissed him with as much feeling as I could muster. Letting him feel all the love in my heart. I felt him swell against my hip as he pulled me closer. We broke apart and laughed as we heard someone behind us having an orgasm and screaming “Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,” with perfectly timed beats between. ‘Wow, I sort of feel like I’m missing out on orgasm catch phrases,’ I smiled and he shook his head and reached down for the padlock around my neck, winked and tugged it.

I let him lead me around the room and pulled on his shirt as I cocked my head to look at a bed with four people on it. They were all on their sides, forming a circle. A guy eating out a girl, who was sucking off the other guy, who was eating out the other girl, who was sucking off the original guy. It was like a production line of orgasms in the making. He tugged me gently on and we continued, raising eyebrows at each other as we watched a girl lying on her back. She had one guy under her, fucking her backside, another on top going at her pussy, she had one cock in each hand and another in her mouth. It wasn’t something I’d like to do, but she seemed seriously happy and it did bump start my arousal again. I nudged Gabe and nodded over to a small bed that was vacant, he nodded and we walked over to it.

‘Do you think it’s clean?’ I whispered.

‘Wow, this spontaneity thing is really getting me extra horny.’ The sarcasm in his voice palpable.

‘Sorry, but I don’t want to lie in someone else’s love juices.’

‘Neither do I,’ he laughed. ‘Which is why they have a bell on the table with the condoms and lube sachets. When you’re done, you ring and someone comes and changes the sheets.’ I raised an eyebrow at him. ‘All in the rules and information.’

‘Rules and Information? Wow, we really
do
know how to make our sex spontaneous and raw, don’t we?’ I laughed.

‘We do normally,’ he replied as he pulled me to him and yanked on my pony tail. ‘These are exceptional circumstances and we’re both a little nervous.’

‘You are too?’

‘Hmmm,’ he nodded and shut me up by kissing me. I put my arms around his waist and slid my hands down inside his trousers to find he was commando. I gripped his pert buttocks and squeezed and he reciprocated as his tongue entwined with mine. I could feel the heat building between us again, the urgency to have each other, to feel him filling me, and the noises around us amplified that need. I could feel his erection pressing into my pelvis and I rotated my hips to grind against it, making him groan into my mouth.

‘Now,’ I ordered breathlessly as I pulled away. ‘Before I lose my nerve.’

‘Get on the bed on all fours, facing the room,’ he ordered. I nodded and quickly scrambled into position. My eyes widening as I took in what was going on all around us. I could see tangled limbs, threesomes, girl on girl, guy on guy and plenty of onlookers getting in the mood. I felt Gabe climb onto the bed behind me and heard his zip being lowered, then felt the crotch of my knickers being pulled to one side as he guided himself into position. I was already turned on enough from our little display earlier, he didn’t need to check or stimulate me any further.

‘Gabe,’ I gasped as he gripped my hips and rammed into me. My arms trembled as I looked down at the black satin sheet below me and panted. He’d set a mind blowing pace, the sound of his flesh slapping mine, his balls ricocheting off my thighs. He suddenly grabbed my pony tail and pulled my head back, making sure my eyes were on the room. ‘Gabe?’ I whimpered as I saw a couple standing right in front of us watching, the woman in lingerie and suspenders and the man in just tight boxers.

‘You know what to say, baby.’ He was giving me an out, but I was determined to see it through. I had a feeling it would be the last time we came to the 710 club, or anywhere like it ever again, and I wanted to at least say I’d tried something new, to have something sexual with Gabe that he’d never had with his other women.

‘Harder, Sir,’ I replied as he spanked me while thrusting. He circled his hips making me cry out, and as he stimulated me the tingle I felt spreading outwards was encouraged by the man in front of me. He was standing behind his partner, having freed her one breast from her bra he was kneading it, while he slid the other hand inside her knickers. The look on her face, I imagined, was a miniature version of mine, but nothing could feel as good as Gabe filling me completely. ‘Sir?’ I mewled as my climax built.