The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series) (43 page)

‘Not
possible,’ he replied and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I woke up
so warm and snuggly, disappointed to find he wasn’t in bed with me. I got up
and put on my dressing gown and went into the lounge and saw him wrapped in his
out on the balcony. I padded out, the decking cold under my feet, slipped my
arms around his waist and lay my head on his back.

‘I missed
you, Gabe.’ He turned in my arms and draped his over my shoulders, kissing my
forehead and resting his chin on the top of my head.

‘I woke and
you were so out of it I wanted to leave you a bit longer, you’ve a lot of sleep
to catch up on. Dinner will be here in a while.’

‘This view’s
so pretty,’ I sighed as I looked over at the twinkling city, around his
shoulder.

‘Not as
pretty as mine,’ he smiled with a kiss. ‘Come on, my feet are cold so yours
must be too.’ We closed the curtains and sat facing each other on the sofa with
our feet tucked up and blankets draped over them.

‘So have
you had any thoughts what you’d like to do for your birthday?’ he asked.

‘Your dad
will be flying back that day won’t he? Maybe we could invite Lexi and Doug over
too and cook everyone a nice meal and we’d all be together to open presents on
Christmas morning, that would make me really happy.’

‘You don’t
want to go out?’

‘We don’t
need to go out. As long as I’m with you and my best friend that’s all I want,
Gabe. It’s going to be hard not seeing Mum and Gerry, so as long as I’m with
you and Lexi I’ll be happy.’

‘Doesn’t it
piss you off that everyone’s focus is on Christmas?’

‘Actually
no, I kind of like it. I get to have it when it’s dark and everyone’s full of
holiday spirit and cheerful and I can cosy up inside with a fire, twinkling
lights and a tree and cards
everywhere.
Plus, I have a great excuse to
pig out for a few days. What’s not to love? I don’t get a lot of people
complaining about it.’

‘So you’re ok
with trees and cards going up before?’

‘Yes. Why,
were you going to wait until Christmas morning to decorate all four trees
and
cook Christmas dinner?’

‘Yes,’ he
grinned. ‘So thanks. You’ve just made my plans so much easier.’ We jumped as
the door was knocked. ‘Wow, dead on seven-thirty, I’m impressed,’ he said as he
went and opened the door. I watched as they wheeled in a trolley with large
silver domes and set the dining table, laid out the food and another ice bucket
with a two bottles in. Gabe tipped them and I headed to the table. ‘Right, I
ordered two main courses and some sides and desserts, with the intention that
we could split them and have a bit of each, but if you fancy one more than the
other I’m happy to have whatever you don’t want.’ He lifted the lids and I
surveyed the feast in front of me. Roast chicken with bread sauce, mashed
potatoes and a jus, a huge fillet of salmon with a crusted herb topping and
crushed buttered new potatoes and sides of wilted spinach, french fries and his
favourite fine green beans.

‘Let’s
split if that’s ok with you? Both look really good. Wow, you’re on a serious potato
mission tonight, new, mash
and
fries. My stomach’s rumbling, I didn’t
realise how hungry I was.’

‘We need
some energy Mia, for all the sex we’ve had and are going to have,’ he advised
as he separated the meals and loaded up the plates. He opened a bottle of Pinot
Gris and poured us both a glass as we tucked in. I was amazed that we cleared
the lot in record time and then shared a sticky toffee pudding with perfectly
softened room temperature honeycomb ice cream as well as a creamy blackberry
cheesecake.

‘I’m so
getting back to running and the gym when we get back.’ I sat back and put my
hands on my tummy as I swilled some wine around my mouth. He rang and advised
room service that we were done and placed an order for cheese and biscuits, tea
and a hot chocolate for ten p.m., and kedgeree, croissants and coffee for
breakfast at eight a.m. ‘More food tonight?’ I asked, astonished.

‘You’ll be
hungry again by then,’ he chuckled as he gave me his hand and led me to the
sofa. I curled up in the corner with the blanket while he went to the bathroom then
answered the door when they cleared our plates away. He topped up our wine and
came to join me, lying down with his head on my lap as we put on the TV and
chilled.

‘I miss
Suits, when’s it back?’ I sighed.

‘January I
think. Is it Suits you miss or Gabriel?’

‘A bit of
both, I also miss Louis, he’s just too funny in it.’

‘Well, at
least we’ve Arrow, Strike Back, Vampire Diaries and Sleepy Hollow to keep us
occupied.’

‘Yes, I love
all of those,’ I nodded.

‘Hmmm, let
me think why. Two good looking well-built soldiers with weapons, the dark
brooding eyes of Ian Somerhalder, then there’s Tom Mison and of course Stephen
Amell’s body,’ Gabe snorted disapprovingly. ‘I’ve seen you drooling every time
we watch Arrow.’

‘He’s
pretty easy on the eyes,’ I agreed with a gulp as I pictured him shirtless in
his tight leather trousers working out on that frame in Arrow’s lair. ‘His body
reminds me of yours baby, but I’m not in love with him,’ I smiled stroking his
hair.

‘Nice save,
Mia. I’ve been known to get jealous on occasion, you’d be wise to remember that
and not rub me up the wrong way.’

‘On
occasion?’ I burst out laughing. ‘Those poor builders won’t even look me in the
eye when they say good morning to me now.’ He laughed, grabbed my hand and
kissed it and we watched TV for an hour before he got up and went to the
bathroom again. I slipped off my robe and climbed up on the dining table and
lay back naked, propped up on my elbows, one knee bent and waited for him. His
face was a picture when he walked back into the room.

‘What are
you up to baby?’ he asked his voice dripping with sex.

‘I’m
initiating dirty girl again. We never got to do it on your dining table with
your dad surprising us, so I thought you might get on top and fuck me senseless
then eat me like you promised back then.’

‘Well, if I
made a promise it’d be rude to go back on it, wouldn’t it?’ he replied with a
twinkle in his eye, tossing aside his dressing gown as he strode over to me,
his hard cock bouncing with each step. I squealed with delight as he grabbed my
ankles and pulled me to the edge of the table and kissed me vigorously and
possessively, battering my lips with his before yanking open my thighs and
thrusting two fingers inside me.

‘Always so
wet baby,’ he groaned.

‘All that
talk of Stephen Amell’s body, well it does things to a girl,’ I teased. It had
the desired effect of making him mad and he brought me off quickly by rubbing
my g-spot with a furiousness I’d not felt before. I yelled as I came and he
immediately clamped his mouth down between my thighs, fucking me with his
tongue until I came again. He moved up to suck my clit and I fell back on the
table, gripping the edges for dear life as I thrashed my head and pushed my
hips up into his face until I shattered again, pulsing and tingling all over,
moisture seeping out of me. He stood up and shoved me back up the table and
climbed onto it, then lifted one of my legs over his shoulder as he thrust into
me.

‘Still
thinking about Stephen?’ he growled, his eyes flashing with annoyance and lust.

‘No … no Gabe,
just you … o God,
just you
.’ I grabbed his head and forced my tongue
into his mouth, groaning as he fucked me like a man possessed, his chest
rubbing my swollen nipples, his pelvis my clit. ‘Gabe, it’s too much, come … please
come,’ I groaned as my senses were overpowered. I felt him everywhere, in me,
on me, his arms pinning down my shoulders and his hands on the top of my head.
With my one leg up in the air he was able to sink right into me and he took
full advantage. He was wild and feral, grunting and biting.

‘I’m the
only one you think about Mia, no one else,’ he hissed in my ear as he bit my
neck hard.

‘Only you …
Gabe … I love …
you.
’ I climaxed again and sobbed as my core clenched
hard and my legs stiffened up. He showed no signs of stopping so I circled my
hips and clenched and released my muscles for all they were worth, milking him
hard. I had to make him come, I couldn’t take much more. ‘I love
you
Gabe, I
love
you,’ I groaned and he let out a deep roar as he rammed
into me really hard, sliding us both up the table and I felt him spurting hot
and thick inside me and I came with such sweet relief, sweat clinging to my
body. Before I’d a chance to recover he pulled out of me and dragged me back down
to the edge of the table and shoved his fingers up inside me stirring before
pulling them out and pushing them into my mouth to suck.

‘I do this
to you, Mia. I get you wet and desperate, no one else, this is all mine,’ he
said, clearly enunciating each word. He bent over and pushed his face between
my legs and lapped away the evidence of our session, moaning as he did so. Damn,
he was so dirty and erotic. I smiled, totally spent, as I lay there feeling his
tongue working inside me and suddenly came again and screamed his name as his hands
firmly held my stomach down.

I was still
shuddering as he slid me off the table and sat back on one of the chairs,
pulling me onto his lap, straddling him and he let out a huge sigh. I collapsed
against his body, which was also slick with perspiration. I didn’t even have
the energy to put my arms around his neck, my heart was cantering, my breathing
ragged and I realised he was the same. We sat there silently for ages, before
his arms tightened around me and he kissed the side of my face.

‘Wow,’ he
exclaimed.

‘Hmmm, I concur.’

‘You made
me so mad, teasing me,’ he whispered.

‘I’m going
to make you mad at least once a month then, not more. I couldn’t take that too
often,’ I sighed. He chuckled, gripped my arms and sat me upright and kissed me
before grabbing my bottom and standing lifting me up with him. I wrapped my
arms around his neck, my legs around his waist and he carried me into the
shower, cleaned us both up before returning with our dressing gowns and
scooping me up and carrying me back to the sofa. He stretched out, feet up and
I lay down and put my head in his lap watching the fire as he ran his fingers through
my hair. ‘You smell so nice. What wash did you use?’ I asked.

‘I think it
was the black peppercorn one.’

‘You smell
good anyway, but this is really sexy on you.’ I propped myself up and tugged at
the tie on his bathrobe and pushed it back so I could admire his delicious
looking and smelling body. I watched his penis unfurl, grow and stiffen as he
watched me looking at him. ‘
Wow
,’ I uttered.

‘Anything
in particular you like baby?’ he laughed.

‘O yes, all
of it, particularly this,’ I said as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and
squeezed making him groan. I bent my head and licked his balls as my hand moved
up and down his thickness, until his hand closed over mine and worked with me.

‘Fuck,’ he
groaned as I squeezed off each stroke over his thick velvety head, tighter each
time. I licked off the evidence of his excitement with the tip of my tongue and
he started to thrust his hips up and down, adding to the friction of my grasp,
as I worked him up and down repeating over and over. ‘Mia, I’m going to come. Swallow
me baby, take me in.’

‘Yes Sir,’
I smiled. I put my lips around his head and tongued his tip as I pumped him and
just as his body went rigid, I pulled my head away and watched him pulse out
all over his stomach and chest. Streams of thick fluid spewed out and he
groaned, looking at me surprised, before slumping back against the cushioned
sofa back. I ran my fingers through it, spreading it all over his taut abs and
pecs and put my fingers to my mouth and sucked much to his delight before doing
it again and giving them to him. He sucked as we locked eyes and I felt myself
clench with excitement to watch him do it, before I bent down and licked his
stomach clean. I climbed onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing
him and moulding myself around his hard body contours and tugged the blanket up
over us.

‘I enjoyed
that,’ he murmured, kissing my temple.

‘Me too, I
wanted to watch you come instead of just swallowing,’ I smiled as I looked up
at him.

‘So I saw,
dirty girl.’

‘I’m
feeling very horny.’

‘I
noticed,’ he replied with a twinkle in his eye, one eyebrow raised in amusement.

‘It’s like
the more you fuck me the more I want you.’ I looked at him shocked as I felt
him twitch and swell below me.

‘Already?’
I gasped.

‘You want
me, that’s all the incentive I need baby,’ he replied as he lifted my hips and
pulled me over him and impaled me in one smooth move making me cry out louder.
It was short and sweet, he came at the same time as I did and I wrapped my arms
around him tightly as I kissed him.

I grinned
at him happily and stood up as the door knocked. I went to get it, as he pulled
his dressing gown back around him, and took delivery of the cheese platter, tea
and hot chocolate. We sat on the sofa and fed each other as I slurped on my hot
drink making him laugh, then lay down again my head in his lap as he covered me
with the blanket and I closed my eyes contented.