The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series) (45 page)

‘Rough,’ I
whispered as I rode his fingers. ‘Very rough.’ Without hesitation he pulled his
fingers out and grabbed my waist and flipped me over onto my stomach and shoved
me up across the bed.

‘Hands
behind your back,’ he barked and I did as I was told spitting my hair out of my
mouth and looking at the wall in front of me. I couldn’t wait, I loved it when
he was all domineering and bossy in bed. I heard the wardrobe door open and him
rummage, before it closed and I shut my eyes trying to imagine what he had. I
heard a noise like sellotape, before I felt him straddle the back of my thighs
and grab my wrists and suddenly I felt sticky tightness encircling them, round
and round then a sharp tug. I tried to move them, but they were firmly fixed. They
weren’t metal cuffs, not leather cuffs, nor rope, he must’ve purchased bondage
tape. I groaned, then arched up when he took me by surprise with a stinging
slap to my bottom with his hand, followed by a kiss on each cheek. I smiled and
then I yelped as an unusual patter of stings spread out across my cheeks.

‘
Shit
,
what the hell was that?’ I exclaimed and yelped again as I heard a whoosh and
felt lots of tiny lashes, then groaned as I felt myself flooding with arousal.

‘A soft
leather flogger. Is it too much?’

‘No, it’s
fine, you just took me by surprise.’

‘Are you
turned on?’

‘Yes,’ I
whimpered as he did it again.

‘Again?’

‘Yes,
harder. I’m so aroused, do it harder,’ I groaned. I got another two lashes, one
after the other, the leather biting into my flesh, the sting exhilarating. ‘More,
please more,’ I begged and got another two which made my eyes well up ‘More,’ I
whimpered. The next two were just over the edge of pleasurable, into damn
painful and I screamed out loud, he knew I’d reached my limit without me asking
him to quit and he kissed both cheeks again before rubbing them gently with his
hand.

‘I’ve
always loved your bottom baby, but it turns me on even more when it’s so pink, especially
with the knowledge that you love me making it like that. Fuck, it’s delicious,’
he groaned as his palm skimmed the small welts I could feel rising. I took a
deep breath, we’d only had anal once and I’d loved it, was he going to do it
now? I felt his tongue preparing me and squealed and groaned, then a wet finger
went up and stroked me inside and on its removal I felt the coldness of the
lube being rubbed around and pushed inside me and I kicked my lower legs and
wriggled my hips biting the bedding below me.

‘Tell me
what you want, Mia.’

‘I want you
up there.’

‘Where?’

‘My bottom.’
I felt something press against me and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly and
my eyes went big and round as I realised it wasn’t him, it was something
smaller, no wait it was getting bigger, bigger and bigger yet. I suddenly gritted
my teeth as I felt stretched to my limit and then suddenly it popped right in as
the base narrowed and it started to vibrate, seriously intense vibrations, this
was a new toy,
another
new toy and I liked it. He’d been stocking up
again. ‘
Ooooo
, shit, what’s … that?’ I stuttered as he leaned down over
my back and nibbled my earlobe.

‘A
vibrating butt plug, is it good?’

‘O yes…
yes
.
I thought you … you were going to ... fuck me there.’

‘It’s been
too long baby, I needed to test out your capacity first.’

As I shook
and groaned with pleasure he suddenly yanked up my hips, so I was face first in
the duvet, my vibrating arse in the air. With my hands secured behind my back I
could only use my forehead and shoulders to support myself as he slammed into
me, jolting the toy, his pelvis rubbing on the tingling bottom welts. I bit my
lower lip as he started to pound into me, the fullness and his groans were
tipping me over the edge and I could feel a violent climax chasing me down. He
grabbed my hair and yanked it, pulling my head back so my chin was resting on
the bed, my eyes straight in front. I was totally captured, plugged in both
holes, bound, with my head anchored and I came with such a force I pushed him
out of me and felt myself seeping down my thighs.

‘Bloody
hell, Mia,’ he uttered. His hand let go of my hip and stroked between my legs
spreading my wetness around and suddenly the vibrations behind me got faster.

‘
Gabe,
’
I cried out.

‘O baby, I’m
so damn hard for you right now.’ He pushed back into me, the plug in my bottom
must have narrowed my vaginal canal as he felt twice as big as normal as he
slid in and out, slowly teasing me, pushing me to my limits, before letting go
of my hair and folding over me as the vibrations suddenly changed to low and
slow, giving me a second to get my breath back, before they started to rise and
rise to an even faster speed. Just as I thought I could take no more they
stopped and then started up all over again. Both of his hands reached under me
and gripped my breasts, kneading and pulling and he started to move faster
inside me. ‘You were born to be fucked by me, Mia,’ he groaned in my ear.

‘Yes,’ I
whispered, ‘I love you.’

‘O God Mia,
stop.’

‘I love you.’

‘Don’t,
I’ll come,’ he warned.

‘I
love
you.’

‘
Fuck
,’
he groaned painfully. He swelled inside me and I felt a tsunami of come surge
through me. I screamed as I started to climax again and he yanked the butt plug
out making my crescendo even more intense. He pushed into me further and I slid
up the bed until I was flat on my front, him lying on my back kissing every
inch of me he could reach as I trembled. ‘O God Mia, I love you. I love you so
much.’

‘Hmmm,’ I mumbled
as I came back down from my high. He rolled onto his back, pulling me with him
until I lay outstretched, my back to his chest, hands still anchored behind me
as he wrapped his arms around me and gently flicked his thumbs over my nipples.

‘Mia, that
was so amazing. Are you ok?’

‘Yes, I
loved it,’ I sighed, as he pushed me up into a seated position on top of his
pelvis and unravelled the tape freeing my wrists. I pulled myself off him and
scrambled around and lay on his chest kissing him hard and his hand went to the
back of my head to hold me in place. We just kissed for a while, before I
looked up at the clock.

‘Shit, it’s
nearly six already. I need to get showered,’ I groaned. I was ready for a sleep
he’d made me that exhausted.

‘Ok, let’s
shower together. I need to shave and then I can get dressed and out of the way.
I’ll wait down in the bar for you.’

He was out
of the shower and shaved by the time I’d finished washing, he kissed me as he
went to the bedroom to get ready. I put on some sparkle body moisturiser and
radiance facial moisturiser and roughly dried my hair, pulling it back in a low
loose chignon and just went for lengthening black mascara and very fine flicked
black eyeliner with a pale gold eye shadow and gold sparkle lip gloss. A touch
of highlighter over my cheekbones and under my brow line and my makeup was
done.

 I climbed
into my dress and checked it in the mirror, hoping it wasn’t too sexy given I couldn’t
wear any underwear. I’d bought it for my prom, but had changed my mind, it was
too risqué for conservative Rowleys. It was a tight champagne glitter halter neck
with two pieces of material that skimmed down the front over my breasts and
attached just below my belly button to the area that then hugged my hips and
bottom and fell to my ankles. I’d had to apply tit tape to make sure I didn’t
fall out either side. The dress was completely bare at the back, starting just
below where the top of my bottom started to curve, with a long slit on the
right hand side. I pulled on my black lace peep toe shoes and packed my lace
clutch.

All my
jewellery was silver, so Lexi had leant me some gold chandelier earrings and a
long twisted gold lariat, which I wore the wrong way around so it was draping
down my bare back, a pile of gold costume stack bangles and a cocktail ring. I
reluctantly had to remove Gabe’s silver bangle, as it didn’t go with the
outfit. I checked the clock, quarter to seven. I was pleased with myself and
headed out to the lift and pressed the ground floor button. I was suddenly
nervous again, wondering if the dress was too much, or in this case too little.
I got an approving look from an older guy who stepped in and a disapproving
look from his sour faced partner, which made the ride down a little
uncomfortable. I followed them out into the lobby and started to blush as I
walked, feeling eyes following me and as I entered the bar, the chatter slowed
as people turned to look.

I wanted
the ground to swallow me up as I desperately scanned the room for Gabe. Where
the hell was he? I was going to get propositioned in a minute looking like this
all alone. Then suddenly I spotted him, coming out of the men’s room at the far
end of the bar, he was looking down adjusting his cuffs and the sight of him
nearly knocked me flat on my backside. He was in his tailored black tuxedo, a dazzling
white shirt and a black bowtie. I felt my mouth go dry as I looked at him. He
was every woman’s fantasy come true. I just wanted to ram him up against the
bar and fuck him senseless.

He looked
up and stopped in his tracks as he caught my eye and gave me a dazzling knicker
wetting smile, or it would have been if I had any on. His smile soon faded as
his eyes travelled over my body and he realised what I was, or wasn’t, wearing.
I could feel the surge of testosterone from where I was standing and saw his
eyes darken and his lips part as he took in a deep breath. He wanted to fuck me
too, I could see it from where I was standing, and my stomach went into knots.
He strode over to me and placed his hand in the small of my back and a low moan
escaped from my lips to feel his touch and have him so close. To make matters
worse, he had on that aftershave I loved so much as well.

‘My knees
have just got gone weak,’ I whispered in a trembling voice.

‘And my
cock’s just gone hard. What the fuck are you wearing?’ he growled as he steered
me to the bar and gestured with a flick of his fingers for the bartender to
come over.

‘Don’t you
like it?’ I asked, trying hard to breathe normally and stop the dizziness I
felt at his proximity. He ordered a JD and coke and a vodka cranberry for me.

‘It barely
covers your fucking nipples, let alone your breasts and that gap runs down to
your bloody crotch,’ he hissed under his breath.

‘I’ve tape
on, they won’t come out. Are you mad with me? I thought you’d like it, I
thought it was sexy.’

‘O it’s
sexy alright Mia, every bloody guy in this bar thinks it’s sexy, so yes I’m
mad, mad and fucking horny as hell baby,’ he splayed his fingers on my lower
back and leaned in and kissed my neck, releasing all the butterflies roving
around my insides. My skin was on fire for him and I could feel his need for me
radiating off him and wondered if he felt mine too.

‘O God
don’t do that, I’m already dizzy at the sight of you in that tux, you look like
James Bond. Do we have to go out?’ I asked. He slid a note to the bartender,
who’d just placed our drinks on the bar and I reached out for mine, my hand
shaking.

‘I booked a
Michelin star restaurant for us baby and believe me, it wasn’t easy to get in
at such short notice, so yes we’re going out. But, I want you to spend the next
few hours imagining how good it’s going to be when I rip that dress off you
later and show you just how mad I am and treat you like
my
Pussy Galore.’
He picked up his drink and knocked it back in one and stood watching me as I
tried to drink mine. His lips were parted, pink and swollen and as his tongue
ran over them I imagined them sucking me and his tongue fucking me and had to
grip onto the bar to steady myself as the ice cubes rattled in the glass in my
trembling hand.

‘Stop
looking at me like that,’ I protested. I could feel my cheeks flaming and my
clit throbbing for him.

‘You dress
like that and then complain that I’m looking at you like I want to fuck you on
the bar?’ He leaned in and whispered in my ear, ‘Your nipples are hard, how wet
are you? Are you itching for me to fuck you while I wear this suit?’

‘I’m very
wet and yes,’ I whimpered and knocked my drink back. ‘But with the bowtie and
your top shirt buttons undone.’

‘Is that a
fantasy of yours?’ His fingers were running up and down my spine driving me
crazy.

‘Yes.’

‘Then let’s
go because the sooner we eat, the sooner I can get back to making that happen
for you.’ I looked at him and he had a joyous smile that reached the corners of
his eyes to see how desperate I was for him and kissed me quickly on the lips. ‘You’re
so hot baby, so damn hot and sexy.’ He grabbed my hand and led me out of the
bar to the revolving exit door as he checked his watch. We walked out and I was
hit by an icy blast of cold air and gasped, it was in such contrast to the heat
and longing in my skin that it felt electric. ‘Shit Mia, you’ve hardly anything
on, you must be freezing. Let me give you my jacket.’ He let go of my hand and
unbuttoned it.

‘No, please
don’t. I’m so hot it’s nice, it feels good. I’ll tell you if it gets too much.’
I reached up and tucked his hair behind his ear as I looked at his stunning
face. How was he mine? He pulled me against his firm chest and put his hands
around my waist, gripping my wrists behind my back and bent his head to kiss my
neck again.