Baggage & Buttons (49 page)

‘Yes,’ he sighed and kissed my shoulder. ‘Don’t ever
leave me baby, I’d be lost without you.’

‘I love you Gabe and I’m not going anywhere, especially
now, when you’ve got me pinned to the bonnet of your Audi.’ I giggled making
him laugh. ‘Please tell me your dad doesn’t have security cameras with live
feed, streaming back to wherever he is in the world?’

‘No, but the drive
is
recorded by the security
camera and that’s one section I’m definitively keeping for my own personal use.’
He kissed the side of my hair. ‘Baby you’re starting to shiver, we need to go
inside, plus I’m worried with you screaming so loudly that the neighbours may
have called the police.’

‘I want to feel you inside me a bit longer Gabe.’

‘I’ll be back inside you soon, I’ve got a lot of
catching up to do. Come on.’ He held my hips and slowly pulled himself out. I
winced, as if it weren’t bad enough normally feeling him withdrawing, to feel
his semen trickling down my thighs was so wrong. He grabbed a handkerchief from
his jeans and wiped me clean, kissing my bottom cheeks, which were still hot
and smarting and pulled me back off the bonnet. He turned me around to sit on
it, I swear I heard the sizzle of my hot flesh on the cold metal. He gathered
up our clothes off the floor, including my shredded knickers and finally stood
up and looked at me and grinned.

‘Mia, you look fucking sensational, sitting on the
hood of my car, half naked with a well fucked glow. It’s every guy’s fantasy,
you should be on a Pirelli calendar.’

‘Take a picture of me then. I want you to have lots of
pictures of me so when you’re away you’ve plenty to masturbate to.’

‘I don’t need pictures for that baby, but I’d still like
to take it.’ I crossed my ankles and put my hands either side of my hips on the
bonnet and blew him a kiss as he took it and he shook his head.

‘No good?’

‘Too good. Come on I’m starving, so I’m going to cook
something before we move onto round two.’

‘How many rounds are you planning on Mr Austin?’

‘As many times as my cock is erect Miss Page,’ he winked
with a wicked grin.

‘That’s like music to my ears,’ I smiled.

He held out his hand for me and we went inside and he locked
the door behind him.

‘Ok, I’ll take your bag up to my room. Why don’t you
head to the kitchen.’

He kissed me and ran up the stairs two at a time and I
wandered into the kitchen and giggled to myself. I was wandering around his big
posh house with no knickers and topless, with my tie hanging down to my navel.
He’d better be right about his dad being away. I hitched myself up onto the
island, crossed my legs and leaned back on my hands while I waited for him. I
heard him pound down the stairs and a door open and lots of clattering and
wondered what he was doing.

It was a good five minutes before he came into the
kitchen. He was barefoot, in just his jeans, which were still unbuttoned and my
eyes scanned his bare chest and stomach, as he did the same with mine. We
smiled at each other and he came over and uncrossed my legs, yanked them apart
and moved in between them and slid me to the edge, towards him.

‘Are you ready to go again?’ I gasped.

‘I told you I’d have trouble keeping it down,’ he
growled as he pushed his way back into me. I lay back on the island with my
legs around his waist and closed my eyes, beyond happy.

‘O god Gabe, I love sex with you,’ I sighed after a quick
orgasm for both of us.

‘The feeling’s mutual Mia. This is as good as it gets
baby, we were made for each other.’

‘Can we go and have our pool and sauna fantasy?’

‘We’re both still drunk, so there’s no way we’re going
anywhere near the pool. Water and alcohol don’t mix.’

‘So the sauna then?’

‘No, we’re dehydrated enough. Did you drink any water
while I was upstairs?’

‘No and you’re not a fun drunk, you’re still all
sensible and strict.’

‘I only got merry for you, you begged me to. If you
want me coming anywhere near you again this weekend you’ll do as you’re told
and drink some water. I’ll get you some now.’ I watched as he fetched a tall
glass and filled it up straight from the fridge dispenser and came back and
handed it to me. ‘Drink it,’ he ordered fixing me with a firm gaze.

‘You drink it,’ I pouted.

‘I’ll have my own in a minute. Drink or you get no
more sex.’

‘Well it’s not like you’ll stand by your ridiculous
threat if I don’t do as I’m told.’

‘Try me,’ he scowled.

‘So, you’re saying you can resist me for a
whole
weekend? Resist kissing my lips, resist touching these breasts?’ I ran my
fingers lightly over them and gently stroked my nipples and watched his face
respond. ‘You can resist touching me to see how wet I am for you and sliding
your big hard …’

‘Ok ok you’ve made your point Mia,’ he groaned as he leaned
down and took my nipple in his mouth and sucked hard.

‘Ok, I’ll drink my water now,’ I sighed happily.

‘What?’ he released me and stood up to look at me.

‘You can’t just keep bossing me around and think I’ll
jump every time Gabe.’

‘Name a bloody time you do anything I ask you to do?’
he grumbled.

‘I always come when you ask me to Gabe,’ I said, as I
blinked up at him through my lashes.

‘Yes, well there is that,’ he smiled proudly. I
grabbed the glass and chugged the water back, keeping a mouthful and transferring
it into his mouth and he swallowed as we kissed.

‘Gabe?’

‘Yes baby.’ He nibbled my shoulder as he ran his hands
up and down my back.

‘I think I need to pee now.’

‘You so know how to turn me on, come on.’ He pulled me
down off the island and let me by the hand out of the kitchen and immediately
left into a large utility room, opening a door to the toilet and walked me in and
sat me down on it. He kissed my forehead and went to leave.

‘Where are you going?’

‘You told me it wasn’t ladylike to pee in front of
your boyfriend.’

‘Well no, but I feel bad that I’ve been in the room
with you when you’ve peed and I feel a need to reciprocate. You’re laughing at
me, why are you laughing at me?’

‘Because you’re adorable. Fine I’ll stay and watch you
pee,’ he said, amused.

‘You don’t need to actually watch. I couldn’t see, I
only heard.’

‘So what? You want me in the room but with my back to
you?’

‘Yes,’ I said wondering why he was laughing at me
again. He shook his head and slowly turned to face the sink opposite.

‘Ok you’re good to go.’

‘Is there a mirror? I don’t want you sneaking a peak.’

‘Yes there’s a mirror, so I have to close my eyes as
well?’

‘Yes please and hurry up, I’m desperate and I can’t
hold it much longer.’

‘Do I need to cover my ears too?’

‘Don’t be silly,’ I chastised. ‘What would be the
point you coming in?’

‘I’m really not sure why I needed to come in at all
Mia,’ he chuckled.

‘It needs to be fair, a relationship needs to be fair
Gabe.’

‘Then thank you for being so considerate baby, please
will you get on with it, I’m hungry.’ I sighed and started, I’d not been since Lexi
and I had left our apartment. I put my knees together and picked at the tops of
my socks as it flowed. ‘Jesus christ Mia, how much longer?’

‘I had a lot to drink and you’re putting me off,’ I
moaned as I slowed to a tinkle. ‘
Sssshhhh
my bladder’s going all shy.’

‘Ok,’ he whispered and I started again, about thirty
seconds later I sighed, that felt so much better.

‘Mia I could swim the length of the pool in time you
just took to do that. How often do you go?’

‘About once a day, I usually have better things to do.
Don’t turn around, this is the embarrassing bit.’

‘Mia I’ve seen you masturbate and helped clean you up
after sex, wiping yourself after you pee isn’t the most embarrassing thing you
could let me see.’

‘Well it’s a step too far for me, so you keep your
eyes closed. Right done.’ I stood up and flushed the chain and he turned around
and smiled.

‘Great now can we go and eat?’

‘
No
. I haven’t washed my hands. God tell me I’m
not going out with one of those guys that holds his dick to pee then doesn’t
wash his hands as
that’s disgusting
.’

‘I always wash my hands. Here change places and wash,’
he ordered. I stood at the sink and bent forwards to turn on the taps and heard
him mutter something.

‘Are you looking at my bare behind Gabe?’

‘Yes and it’s very pink, are you sure I didn’t smack
you too hard?’ he asked. I looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw he
was frowning and when I caught his eye I smiled.

‘No I liked it, so please don’t feel all guilty, for
some reason I enjoy it. So what are we having to eat?’

‘Are you hungry too? What did you eat today?’

‘Coffee.’

‘Mia don’t tell me you’ve had nothing all day and then
gone out drinking on an empty stomach?’ I looked at him, holding his gaze. ‘Mia?’

‘You said not to tell you, so I’m not telling you.’

‘So you’ve had nothing all day?’ he snapped. I
squirmed under his intense scrutiny. He was extra hot when he was all stern.

‘Make your mind up, you want to know, you don’t want
to know, now you do want to know again.’

‘
Mia,
what did you have?’

‘I had coffee and fruit juice with a bit of vodka in
and some beers,’ I shrugged as I dried my hands on the towel.

‘Mia Page, if you didn’t enjoy being spanked so much,
so help me god,’ he growled and spun me around and threw me over his shoulder.

‘Gabe, put me down,’ I shrieked, while I giggled.

‘I’m taking you back to the kitchen, where you’ll
drink some more water while I make us dinner.’

‘You’re making me horny again with your hand rubbing
on my bottom.’

‘You think I’m not horny with you parading around my
house looking like that? Dinner first, sex after.’

‘Sex first, dinner after.’

‘This isn’t a negotiation Mia,’ he laughed as he
plonked me back on the island.

‘You’re really not a fun drunk Gabe,’ I sighed. He refilled
my water and got himself one and I watched as he put a large frying pan on the
hob, turned it on and threw in some butter then boiled the kettle. He turned
and looked at me and I saw his pupils dilate as he looked at my nipples.

‘I’ll be right back,’ he sighed and left the kitchen. I
heard him run up the stairs and then seconds later run down again. He came back
in holding out his shirt from earlier. ‘Take your shoes and skirt off and put
this on. I can’t concentrate looking at you like that.’

He lifted me down and kissed me and quickly turned to
pour the boiling water into the saucepan and grabbed a jar full of pasta twists
out of the cupboard and threw some handfuls in along with some salt and let it
bubble and boil away. I found it relaxing watching him cook and also very sexy,
especially when he was half naked and delicious, so I just stood watching him. He
went to the fridge and rummaged some items out and went back to the pan and
nodded at his shirt, still in my hand. I pulled off my shoes and wriggled my
skirt over my hips, stepped out of it and pulled his shirt on. I did a couple
of buttons up at the waist and undid my hair from my bunches and bent over to
fluff it all back out. When I stood back up he was watching me.

‘God I’m so damn lucky, you’re one hot piece of ass
Page.’

‘I’m not just a piece of meat you know,’ I mock
protested.

‘You’re a Kobe steak baby, delicious, tender, melt in
the mouth and very expensive,’ he grinned. I’d never heard of a Kobe steak so I
didn’t know why he thought it was so special, but he seemed pleased with the
comparison so I smiled. He patted the worktop next to him. ‘Come up here.’

‘You‘re cooking.’

‘You can sit here and watch.’ He patted the worktop again,
so I walked over, being careful not to slip in my socks on the polished
travertine floor. I hopped up on the counter and crossed my legs as he grabbed
my glass of water and handed it back to me. I pulled my tongue out at him,
making him laugh and I drank as I watched while he chopped turkey strips and
sliced mushrooms and fried them then tipped in some wine, cream and paprika.

‘I could watch you cook all day,’ I said. He tasted
his sauce and held out the spoon for me to try and smiled as I licked my lips.
After trying some pasta, he drained it and threw it into the frying pan and
stirred it all up.

‘Finish your water for me please baby,’ he said as he
drained his glass. I drank it, as I knew arguing with him was futile. He
refilled our glasses, disappeared with them and came back and winked at me as
he filled the bowls. He helped me down, kissed me then handed me one of the
bowls and a spoon, grabbed his and took my free hand and led me to the kitchen
door.