The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series) (14 page)

‘It’s no
big deal,’ I shrugged.

‘Mia, come
on. You
love
your sleep. I can’t believe you’ve done that for me and not
said anything.’

‘You’ve had
enough on your plate Gabe, I needed to look after you and make sure you didn’t
get hurt by us sharing a bed.’

‘It’s not
just that though. You’ve been looking after me in the day, studying, doing
laundry, exercising, not to mention all the playing we’ve been doing with your new
toys. Baby, you must be exhausted.’ He walked over and tipped my head back and
looked down into my eyes and I smiled weakly, relieved it was out in the open. ‘How
are you still standing?’

‘I don’t
know, adrenaline I guess. I needed to keep going for you so I did, just like
you did for me.’

‘That was
one week Mia, this has been
five
weeks.’

‘So I’ll
catch up now things are easing up. Look at you, you’re cooking breakfast
without me, or not. Please, can you get back to it? I’m starving.’

‘I promise I’m
going to make this up to you. I still can’t believe you’ve been doing that.’

‘I love
you, it’s not been a chore, though it’ll be nice to fall asleep before you and
not have to roll away. At least I’ll look at an eight a.m. alarm fondly now.’

‘You’re one
amazing girlfriend, Mia. I love you so much.’ He kissed me again and I closed
my eyes and enjoyed it until he broke away.

‘You’re
amazing too Gabe, and you know what else you’re really, really,
really
amazing at?’

‘Bacon,
sausage and egg sandwiches?’ he grinned.

‘Yes, shake
that arse of yours and make my breakfast, please. I’m all tied up and can’t do
it,’ I begged. He hesitated and frowned.

‘You know
how you faked  ...’

‘No! I’ve
never faked an orgasm with you. Please, sandwich now, before I’m forced to
paddle your bottom for neglect.’

We sat at
the dining table and he laughed seeing me try to eat with my hands so tightly cuffed
and cut it up in tiny pieces for me. He pushed his chair back when he was done
and sipped on his orange juice as he watched me chew the last bits and wipe my
mouth on my arm.

‘You’ve
really never …’

‘
Gabe,
I’ve never faked an orgasm. I may avoid answering a question, or deliberately
not volunteer information, but I don’t lie to you.’

‘I was
going to say you’ve really never eaten with handcuffs on have you?’

‘Now who’s
the liar?’ I stood up and walked to him, put my cuffed wrists over his head and
sat down straddling his lap, he really wasn’t himself lately. He had lightened
up a bit since we’d had sex yesterday, but he seemed really insecure which
wasn’t like him at all. ‘I’ll never fake it with you and you’d better not with
me.’ I moved my hips rubbing my crotch over his dick, which was unusually soft
considering I’d been sitting in front of him in only a tiny pair of knickers
and cuffs. I didn’t have to wait long before he stiffened up under me. ‘Why
were you not hard already?’

‘Because I
was upset at what you’ve had to hide from me, you need some rest so what are
you doing getting me all hard again?’

‘I figured
we don’t have to get ready until one to get back to the new apartment, so I
thought as sex makes me so relaxed, you could do me again and we could both snooze
for a couple of hours.’ I kissed both of his temples.

‘I could
do
you
? Romance abounds,’ he laughed.

‘Yeah,
yeah. You up to the job or not?’

‘You’re the
one on top with your bullet nipples poking in my chest.’

‘You’re the
one with your torpedo cock poking into my pelvis,’ I murmured as I kissed both
sides of his neck.

‘Again, you’re
the one sitting on top of him,’ he sighed happily as I rubbed myself against
him again.

‘You’re the
one with free hands, put him in me and I’ll do the rest of the work,’ I
whispered as I kissed each corner of his mouth and raised myself up and smiled
at him. He didn’t mess about, I heard him fumbling and then his fingers slipped
inside the crotch of my knickers and pulled them aside. I felt his velvety head
nestling into place and he nodded for me to lower myself. I did it really
slowly as we looked at each other and we both groaned a little as he entered me
and I slid all the way down his shaft. I sat still for a while as I bent my
head down and started to kiss him gently. He held my shoulder blades as I slid
the tip of my tongue between his lips and ran it around the insides of them. I
started to rock my hips and he gripped me a little tighter and I felt him pulse
inside me. By the time we were French kissing and I was clenching my muscles
around him, I could feel he was almost ready to come. I pulled my head back and
started to rise and fall on him, using my stomach and thigh muscles as I’d
nothing to grip onto. He put one hand below my bottom to help me and the other
grabbed my breast and put it into his mouth and he sucked and nibbled until I
started moaning. ‘O God Gabe, that feels good.’ He sucked harder and I
tightened around him and heard him moan and I suddenly stopped moving.

‘Baby don’t
stop, I’m so close.’

‘I thought
I heard something.’

‘Yes, me, enjoying
myself.’

‘No,
seriously. Is Mrs. Darby due today?’

‘Baby don’t
make me lose my erection by talking about Mrs. Darby, she never comes on a
Saturday. I, on the other hand,
love
coming on a Saturday, especially in
you.’ He gripped my nipple in his teeth and playfully tugged it as he looked up
at me and winked and I melted and started moving on him again.

‘You’re so
hot, Gabe Austin.’

‘You’re so
sexy, Mia Page,’ he mumbled as his tongue swirled around my nipple ‘Also hot
and very,
very
tight.’

‘No … you’re
just …
so big
,’ I groaned as I felt the remaining evidence of our
sessions this morning lubricating him and making it so easy for me to ride him.

‘I’m going
to come in you then lay you back on that dining table, spread your legs and eat
you, then fuck you again on it.’

‘O shit …
shit
… don’t talk dirty … I’m coming.’

‘I can feel
it Mia, squeeze me harder, harder …
harder
.’

‘Gabe, O
Gabe, I ... love ... you,’ I moaned as I closed my eyes and went over the edge.

‘FUCK,’ he
yelled as he came and as I screamed his name, quivering around him and opened
my eyes as my jaw dropped. I tensed up and screamed again as I saw the kitchen
door open and Robert appear in the doorway looking panicked.

‘O, shit. Sorry,
sorry
. Backing out,’ he muttered covering his eyes, as I froze, mouth
open, straddling his son, virtually naked, with my handcuffed hands around his
neck.

‘DAD??’
Gabe yelled and I felt his hands automatically cup my breasts even though they
were hidden by his own chest.

‘Sorry,
Gabriel. I came through the front door heard you yell and Mia scream and thought
you’d hurt yourself.’

‘Dad,
please
tell me that you’ve got your eyes closed right now?’ Gabe groaned.

‘Yes, yes,
they’re closed
and
covered. I’ll retreat to the lounge and let you, ermmm
... well, whatever. Let me know when I can come out. Sorry, surprise visit
obviously not the way to go.’ I watched the door close and just sat staring at
it in horror until Gabe started laughing.

‘
Gabe
it’s not funny, you’re inside me. I’m naked and handcuffed and he
saw
me.
I told you I heard something,
I told you
.’ I leaned forward to lift my
hands back over his head and he bit my breast again as he chuckled and grabbed
my arms, holding me still. ‘How can you find this funny? I thought I was
mortified with the whole Basque incident, but this just takes it to a whole new
level, a whole level I’d never have dreamed about in my worst nightmares. Your penis
is inside me. He saw me sitting on your penis and heard me having an orgasm.
Shit
,
I could die right now.’

‘Mia, I’m
sorry, it’s just funny. I’m sure he’s more mortified than you are. Come on,
let’s get you upstairs and you can hide and have a sleep. I’ll pull on some
clothes and go and see him.’

‘How can
you not be embarrassed, Gabe?’

‘It’s not
like he thinks we’re living here in separate rooms Mia, he knows we’re having
sex. I told him how great we were together.’

‘O God,’ I
groaned. ‘Knowing and
seeing
are two very different things, Gabe.’ He
unbuckled my cuffs and kissed each wrist and handed them to me. I pulled myself
off him and ran to one of the kitchen drawers, grabbed a tea towel and covered
my breasts making him laugh again. ‘Gabe, go and check the coast is clear
before I run upstairs and
stop laughing
.’

‘Mia, if he
says he’d wait in the lounge, he’ll be in the lounge. Come on, take my hand and
I’ll go first.’ I huddled behind him until we got to the bottom of the stairs
and ran past, taking them two at a time. I ran straight into the bathroom and
sank down on the floor, my back against the bath and put my head on my knees.
Gabe padded into the bathroom and laughed again to find me like that. ‘O baby
come here, not so exhibitionist after all, eh?’ he sat on the floor next to me
and put his arm around me.

‘It was
your dad Gabe, your
dad
.’ I was still mortified.

‘Who’s
still young and probably still has sex, you know.’

‘With
handcuffs?’

‘Not
something I know, or want to know, but he won’t care, Mia. He’s been in regular
contact with me, he knows that you’ve been taking care of me and that we love
each other and are getting serious.’

‘You’ve
told him about the apartment and us moving in together?’ I lifted my head and
looked at him.

‘Yes, of
course I have.’

‘O God, as
if my day couldn’t get any worse. Was he really mad?’

‘No, he
trusts my judgement Mia, and as long as I’m happy, he’s happy. He knows that
you make me happy and if he wasn’t sure before, he will be now,’ he chuckled.

‘O, stop
laughing at me,’ I scowled.

‘Mia, we’ve
had the discussion about how you and I feel about each other and I told him
that you owned your apartment and I’ve purchased this one, so there’ll be no
merging of financial assets, so he’s fine about it.’

‘You better
go and see him.’

‘You go and
have a sleep and I’ll wake you up in time for a shower and to get ready. I
think it’d be nice if we could all eat together tonight, what do you think?’

‘Gabe, it’s
bad enough I’m going to have to face him, don’t make me eat at the dining table
with him where he saw me straddling his son, please. That’s just a step too far
today.’

‘Ok, I’ll
book somewhere and we can go out. Would it make it easier for you if Lexi and
Doug came too?’

‘O God, yes
please.’

‘I’ll set
it all up. Come on, bed.’ He stood up and gave me his hand but I shook my head
and got up on my own, before kissing the scar on his shoulder.

‘You’re out
of your sling but you aren’t healed yet Gabe, take it easy. I need a shower
first.’

‘You need
to rest. Shower after and I’ll change the sheets then.’ Despite my protests, he
tucked me up in bed and kissed my forehead. ‘No need to fake it now baby, sleep.’
I closed my eyes and he stroked my hair and kissed it before pulling on his
sweats and grabbing the laundry bin and shutting the bedroom door. I rolled
over to his side of the bed and hugged his pillow and fell asleep.

‘Wake up Mia,
it’s time to get ready.’

‘Hmmm,’ I
opened my eyes to find him kneeling at the side of the bed looking at me
smiling.

‘What are
you doing on this side of the bed?’

‘It smells
of you,’ I smiled back.

‘Then it’s definitely
time to wash the sheets.’

‘Nice
smell, I’m enjoying cuddling your pillow.’

‘Lucky
pillow. Sorry to wake you, but it’s twenty to one. I came in ten minutes ago
but you looked so peaceful I had a shower first and left you a bit longer. Come
on, get in the shower while I change the sheets.’ He pulled the duvet off me
and I grumbled as I got up, then smiled when I saw he was just wrapped in a
towel. ‘We don’t have time for that Mia, move it.’ He grabbed my hand and
walked me to the bathroom, pushing me into the shower and went to change the
bed. I cleaned myself first removing all traces of him, washed my hair and
soaped myself down and as I rinsed, I saw he’d returned and was sitting on the
edge of the bath happily watching me. He handed me a towel as I stepped out and
I tucked it around my chest and turbaned my hair with the next and went to the
sink to brush my teeth.

‘GABE,’ I
yelled and spun around to glare at him.

‘What?’ he
said, startled.

‘Don’t “
what
”
me, you know what. Look at the state of me.’ I turned my head in the mirror to
get a better look at the row of purple love bites he’d left down my neck on
each side and on the top of my shoulders. I undid my towel and groaned when I
looked at the same marks all over my breasts. ‘You’ve marked me all over, I
can’t go out looking like this. What the hell did you do that for?’