Forever & an Engine (17 page)

‘Get in, I’m
taking you home,’ he snapped.

‘Are you
mad with me?’

‘Yes I’m
fucking mad. You talk to Julie, you
hug
her and then when I try to come
near you, your bloody boyfriend no less, you have a melt down and won’t even look
at me, let alone let me touch you.
Then
you run away crying and lock
yourself in the toilet. I thought you’d bloody changed your mind about me,
about us, because of something she’d said Mia, do you have any idea what that
did to me? Then you go and fucking seduce me in a public toilet to avoid
talking.
Argggghhhh
jesus Mia
,
’ he yelled as he banged his fist
on the car roof. I jumped and took a step back, I’d never heard him rant like
that, he was usually controlled and to the point, this side of Gabe was scary.

‘You’re
really angry,’ I whispered.

‘YES. Mia
get in the fucking car, or so help me god I’ll pick you up and put you in it.
Now
.’
I looked at his scowling face and quickly climbed in. ‘Thank you.’

I could
hear the sarcasm dripping from him as he threw our bags at my feet and slammed
the door. We drove back home in silence. I occasionally looked at his face, but
he gripped the wheel tightly with two hands and kept his eyes on the road never
once looking at me. He parked up, grabbed our bags and we remained in silence
as we walked, all the way up the stairs to the front door. I felt really nervous,
I could feel the tension radiating off him, I was sure he wouldn’t go as far as
hitting me, but I was still scared of his temper. I opened the door and went in
and he followed and shut it behind him.

‘Get out of
your dirty clothes,’ he barked as he stripped in the hall. I did as I was told,
no hesitation.

‘We sat on
the loo in Fazeleys and I knelt on the floor and you didn’t go all germophobe
there,’ I whispered as I stood there feeling awkward and uncomfortable for once
in just my bra and pants next to him.

‘Those were
toilets in a restricted area that are cleaned every hour. Christ knows how
often the Uni ones are done, if at all. We need to bloody shower.’

He grabbed
my hand and pulled me into the bathroom and took a leak while I took off my underwear
and hopped in and turned up the heat. I turned around to see him standing at
the end of the shower, still glaring at me, but sporting another erection. I
reached out to touch it and he caught my hand and gave me a
no you fucking don’t
look
. I sighed and grabbed the detachable shower head and washed myself
quickly making sure not to wet my hair. I handed it to him and pushed past him,
grabbing a towel and drying myself. I watched as he stepped out, bent over and
roughed up his hair and shook himself. He was insanely hot, his body just
rippled, the beads of water clinging to each clearly defined muscle and his
damp hair all tousled and sexy. My body was craving him, I felt my core
clenching and nipples hardening, all in anticipation and readiness to accept
him. My desire for him was uncontrollable, just as he said his was for me. Was
it really possible that his body and mind reacted to the sight of me, the way I
did to him.

‘You’re
looking at me like it’s just my cock you want Mia,’ he snapped. ‘You want to
fuck me again to avoid talking?’

‘No, I want
you to make love to me like you did on Friday.’

‘On Friday
we were honest, we were communicating. I feel like we’ve lost that this
afternoon, so no I won’t make love to you.’

‘You’re
saying no to me?
Again
?’ I asked, shocked. It was the second time in two
days he’d said no and I could hardly believe what I’d just heard.

‘I’m saying
no to making love to you Mia, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to fuck you.’
He grabbed me, threw me over his shoulder and marched to the bedroom and threw
me aggressively on the bed. I landed sprawled on my back and stared up at him
wide eyed, my heart racing, before he flipped me over and spanked me really
hard a few times then yanked my legs apart and crudely shoved three fingers up
me at once, making me cry out. ‘I’m going to fuck you partly because I need to
take out some of my frustration on you Mia, but this is for me,
not
for
you. Am I clear?’ he growled.

‘Yes,’ I
mewled. I wanted to protest at his rough treatment of me, but I was actually
incredibly turned on at the animalistic nature of his attack on me.

My heart was
in my throat and my breathing became ragged. I gripped the duvet and turned my
head to the side and panted as he finger fucked me. I started to circle my
hips, but he pushed his other hand in the small of my back to stop me, making
it even clearer that this was for his enjoyment, not mine. I yelped as he slapped
my bottom again, he did it so hard it resonated with a loud crack, which made
me even more desperate for him, he’d never spanked me this hard before,
especially not unprovoked by me. He suddenly he pushed me further up the bed
and leapt on top of me, sinking straight into me, making me gasp as he started
fucking me hard from behind. I struggled up onto all fours and he slid his
hands under me, gripping my breasts so tightly I cried out as I climaxed. He
yanked me back up onto my knees, one hand flat on my stomach and bit the back
of my neck as his hips worked like a piston, forcing himself into me again and
again as his other hand clutched around my throat, pinning my head back against
his shoulder. He was like a wild animal and I was his prey, he’d snared me and
there was no way I could get away, even if I wanted to. He suddenly let go of
my throat and pushed me back down onto all fours and grabbed my ponytail and yanked
it back as hard as he could, so my head was pulled back, my throat at full
stretch, I couldn’t move.

‘
Owwww
Gabe,’
I protested. I heard a sucking nose and suddenly felt pressure on my bottom as
he thrust his thumb into me. ‘Owwww
FUCK Gabe,’
I yelled. He ignored me,
working it around and in and out and I came again, violently quaking and
squealing. I was angry now, his thumb in me stung and after us having anal sex
last night, for the first time, he already knew I hurt. He was being
deliberately cruel, even though I registered that fact and was livid with him, I
couldn’t understand why I was still so aroused and having multiple orgasms,
instead of telling him to quit as the tears rolled down my cheeks.

‘What am I
doing to you Mia?’ he growled.

‘Fucking me,’
I sobbed, he was so fast and rough it was starting to chaff.

‘How am I
fucking you?’

‘From
behind,
very
roughly.’

‘Why from
behind, why not on top?’ he barked.

‘So you can
see me kneeling before you. So you can be in control and be cruel and feel all
fucking
male and dominant,’ I snapped as I panted.

‘Am I in
control?’ he barked as he pulled tighter on my hair and fucked me even harder.

‘Yes, yes you
are,’ I screamed as I shuddered and came again. ‘I made you mad and I’m sorry,
ok there I’ve said it, I’m sorry. Please Gabe,
enough
.’ He pulled his
thumb out and leaned over my back as he pumped me again and again and he
whispered in my ear.

‘No Mia,
not
just
because you made me mad. This is how I used to fuck, this
pretty much how I fucked
everyone
before you because I really didn’t give
a shit about them Mia, it was about me getting off, being in control and
detached. I need you to feel the difference when I fuck you later, because I love
you Mia, I’m different with
you
. How many times do I have to tell you
that you’re my first? My only?’

‘Gabe
please,’ I sobbed, he was going to fuck me raw if he carried on any longer. ‘I
quit Gabe, please I QUIT,’ I yelled. I felt him tense up and I started to come at
the same time as he did, as tears continued to roll down my cheeks. I knew,
suddenly I just knew. He was right, it didn’t matter how many women he’d fucked
like this, so harshly, I had something from him that none of the others did. I
had his heart, he cared for me, he’d shown me he did so many times. Julie said
he never stayed after with her, yet he couldn’t bear to be apart from me, he
always
stayed with me and those were the moments I felt closest to him, lying in his
arms. He shared that with me, not with the others. We collapsed onto the bed, he
rolled off me immediately and lay on his back next to me panting and ran his
hands through his damp hair.

‘Fuck Mia,
I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that. You should’ve told me to quit earlier. I
just couldn’t think of another way to make you understand how sex with them was
all about me.’ He rolled onto his side and looked at me as I lay trembling on
the bed. ‘With you I care, I want to please you, it’s all about you.’

‘Don’t
apologise. It worked, I get it, I totally get it now,’ I sighed as I lay face
down on the duvet looking sideways at him.

‘Do you?’

‘Yes, you’re
tender with me because you love me, you act like a proper boyfriend with me and
you didn’t with her. I get it, I’m sorry that you had to do that to make me see
it,’ I sighed. He tentatively reached out a finger and ran it down my cheek.

‘You mean
that? You really get it? Because I can’t keep telling you baby if you won’t
listen. I can’t change the fact that I had sex before I met you.’

‘I know
that and I’m sorry. I was being immature and jealous.’

‘I
shouldn’t have been so rough though Mia. Did I hurt you?’ The harsh look of anger
had gone and instead he suddenly looked frightened that he may have overstepped
his bounds.

‘Yes you
did,’ I stated as I looked at him.

‘O shit Mia,
I’m so sorry.’ His face fell and I suddenly felt guilty, he looked like he was
going to cry. What a contrast to the furious Gabe that had just yelled at me
and fucked me so viciously. I quickly scrambled up and lay on his chest, grabbed
his face and kissed him softly before pulling away to look in his eyes.

‘It did
hurt, but I also quite liked it Gabe. I’m not saying all the time, because I’m
sore, but every now and again I won’t mind you fucking me like that, it was seriously
raunchy and hot,’ I smiled.

‘Mia Page,’
he uttered, astonished. He pushed me onto my back again and crawled over me and
started tickling me until I was crying with laughter and begging him to stop.
He finally rolled over and took me with him pulling me into his side.

‘Are we ok
now?’ he whispered.

‘We’re ok,
I’m so sorry I freaked out. It’s just hard accepting your past, all your woman
without getting jealous. You were really that rough with them?’

‘Yes,’ he
sighed, looking slightly embarrassed.

‘And why it
is ok for you to have sex with me when you’re angry, but not when it’s the
other way around?’

‘Because I
don’t have as much control as you do,’ he shrugged. ‘When I want you I want you
baby, short of you telling me you quit or you being in pain, nothing’s going to
stop me trying it on if I need you.’

‘What if I
didn’t want it? If I just wasn’t in the mood?’

‘Never,’ he
laughed. ‘And if on the rare occasion you weren’t it wouldn’t take much to get
you there.’

‘You really
think you could make me want you when I didn’t?’

‘Name a
time you haven’t wanted me baby,’ he asked, one eyebrow arched.

‘Cocky git,’
I scowled, shoving his shoulder, but he was right, even upset or mad with him,
physically I always wanted him too.

‘If it
helps, I’ve never not wanted you since the moment I first you. My cock twitches
every time you’re near.’ He cupped my face and kissed me forcefully and I
sighed as his arms held me tightly.

‘Is this
usual?’ I asked as I trailed my finger across his strong jaw line.

‘What?’

‘To fight
like this and then make up with really hot sex?’

‘I don’t
know, I’ve never been in a relationship where I cared enough to fight,’ he
replied as he shrugged apologetically. ‘We’re two people who like to be in
control in a passionate relationship baby, So I guess it’s inevitable that we’re
going to fight sometimes. As long as we do the making up part I’ll deal,’ he
said as he kissed my forehead.

‘Me too. I
like the making up part very much.’

‘You better
start getting packed and I’ll get dressed, Lexi will be back in a while.’

‘O shit, is
she really mad?’

‘Probably
not as much as I was, but she was worried. I told her I’d bring you home so she
was going to speak to Jenkins and sort out notes for you while you’re off.’

‘I better
go and shower, again.’

‘Don’t. I
like the idea of me still being inside you and you squirming.’

‘
Gabe.
’

‘Only for a
while. Pack and then we’re going to have dinner, then a nice relaxing bath and
if you’re not too sore I’ll prove to you sexually how I much I really love you.’

‘Gabe you
have swimming practice, I can get take out.’

‘You
seriously think I’m going to practice tonight?’

‘God Gabe,
I’ve already made you miss English with my stupid insecurities. Don’t let me affect
your swimming as well.’