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The Austin Series #1: New Leaves, No StringsReleased March 17, 2014
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She had a heart of ice and he wanted to thaw it. His mission, to use his sexual prowess to make him impossible to resist, until she was his and his alone.
Best friends Mia and Lexi start University and make a pact. Tainted by their pasts, they’re going to try and get over their commitment phobias. Mia’s going to lose her virginity with hot, no strings attached sex. Rebellious Lexi’s going to try ditching her one night stands and attempt to have a relationship. What Mia didn’t count on however, was Gabe Austin, confident and irresistibly gorgeous, who quickly inserts himself into her life. Inextricably drawn to each other, their desire soon leads to a passionate encounter. Gabe’s fears of abandonment and domineering attitude, combined with Mia’s own fears of attachment, threaten to derail his attempts to thaw her frozen heart. Despite her reticence, Gabe Austin’s a guy who is used to getting what he wants and he’s determined to make her his and his alone. Just as he seems to have won Mia around, he goes and does something that could ruin everything.
Excerpt
‘Wow, look at blondie over there. He’s a looker,’ shouted one of the girls in front to her friend and I just knew she was talking about Gabe. As she took a few steps forward, my eye line filled the space she’d just vacated and there he was, leaning back against the bar, propped up on both elbows, his blond hair all sexily messed up. He was wearing a crisp white shirt, slightly open at the neck, the darkest pair of blue jeans and a pair of navy converses. He spotted me immediately and his eyes travelled hungrily over my body, the way he looked at me told me I’d blown his expectations without him needing to say a word. He flashed the most disarmingly boyish grin and nodded at me to come over to him. How did someone so young manage to have so much charisma and raw masculinity? I could see women at the bar giggling and looking his way, but his eyes were fixed firmly on me. My stomach warmed, as did my clit, and I clenched my thighs tightly together and exhaled.
‘O my God, he’s bloody gorgeous. I’m so in lust,’ I squeaked at Lexi.
‘I’ll say you are. Ok, good luck. Remember act confident like you know what you’re doing. I’ll be around some where if you need me,’ and she vanished into the crowd. I took a deep breath and walked forward, trying to look casual and sexy, while trying to concentrate on not falling over. These boots were killers.
‘You’re nearly 15 minutes late,’ he chastised. ‘But you’ve made up for it by looking absolutely stunning, Mia.’ He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, which I felt through my entire body and had to close my eyes quickly and take a sharp breath.
‘Thank you, Gabe. You’re looking pretty good yourself.’ I moved up against the bar next to him, I needed to hold myself up and I couldn’t look into his eyes. They were telling me exactly what he was thinking and I was embarrassed.
‘Every guy in here’s looking at you. I’m not sure if I’m ok with that,’ he whispered in a low sexy tone.
‘Like you don’t know that you’re surrounded by women, all trying to get you to notice them,’ I said over my shoulder.
‘Best I make it clear that we’re both unavailable then.’ He moved in behind me, pressing his hips up against me, pinning me to the bar and I could feel the outline of his erection. He was so easily turned on, then I realised I was the pot calling the kettle black. He reached up with his right hand and tucked a tress of hair behind my ear and very gently kissed the side of my neck. It felt like hot acupuncture needles and I gasped at the effect it had on me, my body seemed hypersensitive to him.
‘Where’s your friend?’ I managed to utter.
‘Doug? He’s somewhere around. Let me get you a drink,’ he murmured his lips grazing my cheek. I felt his hands go to my hips and his fingers splay out across my bare flank, pulling me back into him. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and as his face touched mine, I breathed him in. His scent was intoxicating.
‘God, you smell good,’ I groaned.
‘Fuck it, forget the drink. I can’t wait another moment to kiss you and the way I want to isn’t for public eyes. Come with me,’ he commanded as he pulled back, grabbed my hand and led me to the club exit. My head was spinning, girls were staring at me with jealousy written all over their faces and I stifled a giggle. He turned and smiled, melting me again.
‘What’s so funny?’
‘That you want me, of all of these girls you could pick to have sex with, you went for me and I don’t understand why.’
‘Girls usually want me, for my looks or my body, but I can see that with you it’s deeper. I feel a connection with you Mia, I think you feel it too. I’ve already told you that I’ve studied you and there’s nothing that I’m not attracted to. I even love your feisty attitude. We haven’t even kissed yet and I don’t think I’ll ever get over you.’
Christ, he was so full on. He had no trouble expressing his thoughts, wants or desires and I wasn’t used to it. His directness added to my nerves, but also really turned me on.
‘Didn’t you feel that way about Julie or your other women?’
‘No, not about anyone. I was passing time with them, but you … you’re different, you’re … how I imagined my version of perfect to be,’ he said after a considered pause.
O God, he was too much, but it was too late to turn back, I wanted him. He was right, it wasn’t just normal physical attraction, I was hungry for him in a way I’d never been with any other guy before. The heat between us was burning my lungs.
‘O my God, he’s bloody gorgeous. I’m so in lust,’ I squeaked at Lexi.
‘I’ll say you are. Ok, good luck. Remember act confident like you know what you’re doing. I’ll be around some where if you need me,’ and she vanished into the crowd. I took a deep breath and walked forward, trying to look casual and sexy, while trying to concentrate on not falling over. These boots were killers.
‘You’re nearly 15 minutes late,’ he chastised. ‘But you’ve made up for it by looking absolutely stunning, Mia.’ He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, which I felt through my entire body and had to close my eyes quickly and take a sharp breath.
‘Thank you, Gabe. You’re looking pretty good yourself.’ I moved up against the bar next to him, I needed to hold myself up and I couldn’t look into his eyes. They were telling me exactly what he was thinking and I was embarrassed.
‘Every guy in here’s looking at you. I’m not sure if I’m ok with that,’ he whispered in a low sexy tone.
‘Like you don’t know that you’re surrounded by women, all trying to get you to notice them,’ I said over my shoulder.
‘Best I make it clear that we’re both unavailable then.’ He moved in behind me, pressing his hips up against me, pinning me to the bar and I could feel the outline of his erection. He was so easily turned on, then I realised I was the pot calling the kettle black. He reached up with his right hand and tucked a tress of hair behind my ear and very gently kissed the side of my neck. It felt like hot acupuncture needles and I gasped at the effect it had on me, my body seemed hypersensitive to him.
‘Where’s your friend?’ I managed to utter.
‘Doug? He’s somewhere around. Let me get you a drink,’ he murmured his lips grazing my cheek. I felt his hands go to my hips and his fingers splay out across my bare flank, pulling me back into him. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and as his face touched mine, I breathed him in. His scent was intoxicating.
‘God, you smell good,’ I groaned.
‘Fuck it, forget the drink. I can’t wait another moment to kiss you and the way I want to isn’t for public eyes. Come with me,’ he commanded as he pulled back, grabbed my hand and led me to the club exit. My head was spinning, girls were staring at me with jealousy written all over their faces and I stifled a giggle. He turned and smiled, melting me again.
‘What’s so funny?’
‘That you want me, of all of these girls you could pick to have sex with, you went for me and I don’t understand why.’
‘Girls usually want me, for my looks or my body, but I can see that with you it’s deeper. I feel a connection with you Mia, I think you feel it too. I’ve already told you that I’ve studied you and there’s nothing that I’m not attracted to. I even love your feisty attitude. We haven’t even kissed yet and I don’t think I’ll ever get over you.’
Christ, he was so full on. He had no trouble expressing his thoughts, wants or desires and I wasn’t used to it. His directness added to my nerves, but also really turned me on.
‘Didn’t you feel that way about Julie or your other women?’
‘No, not about anyone. I was passing time with them, but you … you’re different, you’re … how I imagined my version of perfect to be,’ he said after a considered pause.
O God, he was too much, but it was too late to turn back, I wanted him. He was right, it wasn’t just normal physical attraction, I was hungry for him in a way I’d never been with any other guy before. The heat between us was burning my lungs.
The Austin Series #2: Baggage & ButtonsReleased March 20, 2014
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Their scorching sexual chemistry brought them together, but will their combined emotional baggage tear them apart?
The charismatic and gorgeous Gabe Austin had finally broken down some of Mia Page’s walls. His charms and sexual prowess coaxed her from sex no strings, to a committed relationship, but a misunderstanding threatened everything he had worked for. Gabe’s determined to make Mia forgive him, his ultimate goal, to possess not just her body, but her heart. Despite their incredible sex life, Gabe’s domineering and controlling personality really pushes Mia’s buttons, while she infuriates him with her stubborn and defensive nature. Their two personalities combined create fireworks.
To complicate matters further, Mia has to face up to her deteriorating health, while best friend Lexi also has a tough choice to make. Their decisions will not only affect their lives, but could affect those of the people who care about them.
Excerpt
‘Shit, shit, SHIT … I’m coming,’ he yelled. The anguish in his voice combined with his relentless fucking of me, was too much and my second orgasm hit me like sledgehammer. I screamed and collapsed onto the bed below, flashing lights blurring my vision, blood pounding in my ears as I felt him follow me down, as he came again and again, throbbing inside me. ‘You really have no idea how good you are do you?’ he eventually sighed in my ear, after we’d both caught our breath and calmed down. He kissed the back of my neck making all my hairs stand on end. I twisted my head around and lay my right cheek on the pillow and gulped in some cool air and saw his lips approach mine and he laid a big kiss on me.
‘Hmmm, I’d like to say the same to you Gabe, but I think you actually told me how good you were, before we even had sex.’
‘You called me cocky and arrogant,’ he murmured as his lips grazed mine again.
‘You were, sometimes still are, but you were also right.’
‘No, I wasn’t,’ he replied with a firm shake of his head.
‘O please, modesty doesn’t become you,’ I smiled.
‘I’m not being modest, I said I was good and I could produce plenty of testaments to back up my claim, but you and me together Mia, we’re not good, we’re fucking sensational.’ I shook my head in despair. How could he go from heart swooning romance to complete chauvinistic arrogance in the space of a few hours? I felt him tense up on top of me. ‘Mia?’
‘What?’ I groaned.
‘You don’t think we’re sensational?’
‘Hard to say as I’ve nothing to compare it to,’ I sighed as I felt my body shutting down, pleasantly exhausted.
‘You’re seriously telling me that you’re not sure if that was amazing?’
‘Mr. Cocky doubting himself now is he?’ I smiled.
‘I think seven orgasms for you today more than backs up my claim, Mia,’ he snapped, sounding more than a little irritated. I suppressed a giggle, I knew he’d be an easy target when it came to his prowess and I was teasing him, but seriously, he counted how many orgasms he gave me each day? What was that all about? ‘Mia?’
‘Hmmm,’ I sighed as I felt my eyelids starting to droop. He was arrogant, but also dead on. Seriously sensational orgasms like that really took it out of me and after only a few hours’ sleep last night, I was ready to switch off.
‘O my God,’ he uttered. ‘Now you’re falling asleep? While I’m still inside you?’
‘I made myself wait until you’d finished, don’t I get any credit?’ I mumbled in a daze.
‘You’d better be fucking teasing me Mia, I’m going to the bathroom and when I get back we’re discussing this, in detail,’ he hissed. I felt him pull out of me and jump up.
‘Hmmm,’ I sighed in response. I watched him, with one eye open, as he strode naked to his bathroom. Hmmm was definitely the word, he was delicious. I smiled to myself. He was funny, cocky one minute then completely doubting himself the next. How could he possibly question the fact that he was amazing in bed? Or that I wasn’t blown away by the way he made me feel? Then I felt bad, I didn’t like him highlighting my inexperience and given how awesome he really did make me feel during sex, I really shouldn’t tease him.
I decided to force myself to stay awake and apologise and reassure him when he got back into bed, but it was a promise I couldn’t keep as sleep caught up with me.
‘Hmmm, I’d like to say the same to you Gabe, but I think you actually told me how good you were, before we even had sex.’
‘You called me cocky and arrogant,’ he murmured as his lips grazed mine again.
‘You were, sometimes still are, but you were also right.’
‘No, I wasn’t,’ he replied with a firm shake of his head.
‘O please, modesty doesn’t become you,’ I smiled.
‘I’m not being modest, I said I was good and I could produce plenty of testaments to back up my claim, but you and me together Mia, we’re not good, we’re fucking sensational.’ I shook my head in despair. How could he go from heart swooning romance to complete chauvinistic arrogance in the space of a few hours? I felt him tense up on top of me. ‘Mia?’
‘What?’ I groaned.
‘You don’t think we’re sensational?’
‘Hard to say as I’ve nothing to compare it to,’ I sighed as I felt my body shutting down, pleasantly exhausted.
‘You’re seriously telling me that you’re not sure if that was amazing?’
‘Mr. Cocky doubting himself now is he?’ I smiled.
‘I think seven orgasms for you today more than backs up my claim, Mia,’ he snapped, sounding more than a little irritated. I suppressed a giggle, I knew he’d be an easy target when it came to his prowess and I was teasing him, but seriously, he counted how many orgasms he gave me each day? What was that all about? ‘Mia?’
‘Hmmm,’ I sighed as I felt my eyelids starting to droop. He was arrogant, but also dead on. Seriously sensational orgasms like that really took it out of me and after only a few hours’ sleep last night, I was ready to switch off.
‘O my God,’ he uttered. ‘Now you’re falling asleep? While I’m still inside you?’
‘I made myself wait until you’d finished, don’t I get any credit?’ I mumbled in a daze.
‘You’d better be fucking teasing me Mia, I’m going to the bathroom and when I get back we’re discussing this, in detail,’ he hissed. I felt him pull out of me and jump up.
‘Hmmm,’ I sighed in response. I watched him, with one eye open, as he strode naked to his bathroom. Hmmm was definitely the word, he was delicious. I smiled to myself. He was funny, cocky one minute then completely doubting himself the next. How could he possibly question the fact that he was amazing in bed? Or that I wasn’t blown away by the way he made me feel? Then I felt bad, I didn’t like him highlighting my inexperience and given how awesome he really did make me feel during sex, I really shouldn’t tease him.
I decided to force myself to stay awake and apologise and reassure him when he got back into bed, but it was a promise I couldn’t keep as sleep caught up with me.
The Austin Series #3: Forever & an EngineReleased April 16, 2014
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Mia and Gabe’s ingrained personality traits continue to rub each other up the wrong way, while Mia’s formal diagnosis creates even more tension in their relationship.
It forces them to start facing up to whether their love and raw sexual chemistry is enough to overlook their fundamental differences. Meanwhile Lexi starts having doubts about her plans for her pregnancy and she has to give the ever persistent Doug an answer.
Just when it seems that Mia and Lexi have made their decisions, something happens that will turn one of their worlds upside down.
Excerpt
‘Here you are.’
I turned around to see him smiling at me.
‘Can we go and see the pool?’
‘Once we’ve rested after that big lunch. Do you want to play pool instead?’
‘Sexy pool like the other week?’ I asked, my interest piqued.
‘Well it will be sexy pool with you dressed like that, but I was thinking we could actually try finishing a game. I want to see how good you really are.’
We spent about an hour laughing as we played. We decided on best of three and he was gutted when I won the first. It was a close call, but he took the second game. When he pulled ahead in the third, I undid a few buttons on my shirt and made sure I pushed my bottom out to distract him.
‘I can’t believe you’ve just done that,’ he said as he looked down my shirt at my cleavage. ‘Trying to put me off my game is as good as cheating.’
‘What? I’m hot.’ I played for innocence, but he had me sussed.
‘Fine, well two can play at that game Mia.’ He leaned his cue against the table and slowly peeled off his t-shirt. I stood open mouthed looking at his bulging biceps and ripped stomach, his joggers hanging low on his delicious hips. He was hard as usual and his erection was straining to get out, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him.
‘God, it’s like you’re my very own diet coke man, but with a very large added bonus,’ I sighed. He grinned and bent over to take his shot as I groaned admiring the view. Once he’d potted it I walked over to him and gripped his erection through his joggers and kissed him hard.
‘O, you’re so going to get it when we’re done,’ he moaned as he pushed himself into my grasping palm. ‘If you think I’m going to forfeit when I’ve only got a couple of balls left to win, you don’t know me very well.’
‘You forfeited last time we played. I could climb up onto the table and you could fuck me from behind.’
‘Mia Page, hands off my cock and step away from the table. I’m in competitive mode and I don’t like losing.’
‘Spoil sport,’ I muttered as I leaned back on the pin ball machine, watching him pot the rest of his stripes and go for the black. He fluffed a cut in and swore and I smiled sweetly as I grabbed my cue and headed back to the table. He folded his arms across his bare chest as he watched me intently. I’d two spots left and the black, which was pretty much hanging over an open pocket. I made an easy shot for the one spot but left the white in a bad position and I saw him smile. I walked around the table slowly looking at it from all angles and trying to work out which would be best.
‘Jesus christ Mia, take the damn shot.’
‘Stop rushing me, I want to get it right.’ It wasn’t helping having him standing so close half naked, making my eyes veer from the table to him, ruining my concentration.
‘It’s not the bloody crucible. Hurry up, we need to finish as my cock’s desperate for some attention.’
‘O, so when it’s you with the chance to win, my offer of sex is rejected? When you want some action, you just want me to rush and lose so you can fuck me?’
‘Yes.’
‘You know that my vagina and I could just shut down and go on strike? How would you like that?’
‘You go on strike?’ he laughed. ‘Never. You need sex as much as I do. After a few hours without you’d be climbing the walls.’
‘I’ve my toys,’ I retorted standing up straight and eye balling him.
‘I’ve my hand,’ he snapped back quickly, giving me a so there look.
‘Like your hand could even compare to what I have to offer Gabe.’
‘Like your toys are half the size of my cock and what happens when the batteries die on a Sunday night when the shops are shut? You’re screwed, or rather not,’ he smirked.
‘O silly, silly boy. I’d open the TV remote or dismantle the kitchen clock or a doorbell. There’s always a battery somewhere in a house to keep me going. Now shut that pretty mouth of yours and let me concentrate.’ We smiled at each other and I picked my angle and carefully sank it, screwing the white ball back up the table to perfectly line up with the black hanging over the pocket. I watched his face as I chalked up my cue slowly and blew on it. His eyes had that dark haze, like when he found me drunk on Friday and was really angry, but wanted to fuck me at the same time. ‘You really don’t like losing do you?’ I said, smiling at him.
‘I’m competitive,’ he shrugged. ‘No point playing or taking part if you don’t go in to win.’
‘So if I sink this black you’re going to be very annoyed?’
‘I’m already annoyed that I underestimated you. That screw back was perfect. It’s pissed me off,’ he frowned.
‘So what’s in it for me if I were to miss and let you win?’
‘No bloody sex for starters. I may not like losing Mia, but I don’t want a sympathy win either. If you win, it’ll be because you were better and I’ll have to deal with that. I’ll practice more so it never happens again.’
‘And if I win?’
‘I take out my frustration by fucking you until you beg me to stop.’
‘Then buckle up sexy frustrated boy, you’re in for a long ride.’ I bent over and made the shot without hesitation and watched the white ball move slowly back to the centre of the table.
‘Right that’s it, you’re so getting it now,’ he growled. I jumped up and down on the spot clapping excitedly as he marched purposefully over. He grabbed me and swung me off the floor into his arms, as I giggled kissing his neck while he tried to stay looking mad.
I turned around to see him smiling at me.
‘Can we go and see the pool?’
‘Once we’ve rested after that big lunch. Do you want to play pool instead?’
‘Sexy pool like the other week?’ I asked, my interest piqued.
‘Well it will be sexy pool with you dressed like that, but I was thinking we could actually try finishing a game. I want to see how good you really are.’
We spent about an hour laughing as we played. We decided on best of three and he was gutted when I won the first. It was a close call, but he took the second game. When he pulled ahead in the third, I undid a few buttons on my shirt and made sure I pushed my bottom out to distract him.
‘I can’t believe you’ve just done that,’ he said as he looked down my shirt at my cleavage. ‘Trying to put me off my game is as good as cheating.’
‘What? I’m hot.’ I played for innocence, but he had me sussed.
‘Fine, well two can play at that game Mia.’ He leaned his cue against the table and slowly peeled off his t-shirt. I stood open mouthed looking at his bulging biceps and ripped stomach, his joggers hanging low on his delicious hips. He was hard as usual and his erection was straining to get out, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him.
‘God, it’s like you’re my very own diet coke man, but with a very large added bonus,’ I sighed. He grinned and bent over to take his shot as I groaned admiring the view. Once he’d potted it I walked over to him and gripped his erection through his joggers and kissed him hard.
‘O, you’re so going to get it when we’re done,’ he moaned as he pushed himself into my grasping palm. ‘If you think I’m going to forfeit when I’ve only got a couple of balls left to win, you don’t know me very well.’
‘You forfeited last time we played. I could climb up onto the table and you could fuck me from behind.’
‘Mia Page, hands off my cock and step away from the table. I’m in competitive mode and I don’t like losing.’
‘Spoil sport,’ I muttered as I leaned back on the pin ball machine, watching him pot the rest of his stripes and go for the black. He fluffed a cut in and swore and I smiled sweetly as I grabbed my cue and headed back to the table. He folded his arms across his bare chest as he watched me intently. I’d two spots left and the black, which was pretty much hanging over an open pocket. I made an easy shot for the one spot but left the white in a bad position and I saw him smile. I walked around the table slowly looking at it from all angles and trying to work out which would be best.
‘Jesus christ Mia, take the damn shot.’
‘Stop rushing me, I want to get it right.’ It wasn’t helping having him standing so close half naked, making my eyes veer from the table to him, ruining my concentration.
‘It’s not the bloody crucible. Hurry up, we need to finish as my cock’s desperate for some attention.’
‘O, so when it’s you with the chance to win, my offer of sex is rejected? When you want some action, you just want me to rush and lose so you can fuck me?’
‘Yes.’
‘You know that my vagina and I could just shut down and go on strike? How would you like that?’
‘You go on strike?’ he laughed. ‘Never. You need sex as much as I do. After a few hours without you’d be climbing the walls.’
‘I’ve my toys,’ I retorted standing up straight and eye balling him.
‘I’ve my hand,’ he snapped back quickly, giving me a so there look.
‘Like your hand could even compare to what I have to offer Gabe.’
‘Like your toys are half the size of my cock and what happens when the batteries die on a Sunday night when the shops are shut? You’re screwed, or rather not,’ he smirked.
‘O silly, silly boy. I’d open the TV remote or dismantle the kitchen clock or a doorbell. There’s always a battery somewhere in a house to keep me going. Now shut that pretty mouth of yours and let me concentrate.’ We smiled at each other and I picked my angle and carefully sank it, screwing the white ball back up the table to perfectly line up with the black hanging over the pocket. I watched his face as I chalked up my cue slowly and blew on it. His eyes had that dark haze, like when he found me drunk on Friday and was really angry, but wanted to fuck me at the same time. ‘You really don’t like losing do you?’ I said, smiling at him.
‘I’m competitive,’ he shrugged. ‘No point playing or taking part if you don’t go in to win.’
‘So if I sink this black you’re going to be very annoyed?’
‘I’m already annoyed that I underestimated you. That screw back was perfect. It’s pissed me off,’ he frowned.
‘So what’s in it for me if I were to miss and let you win?’
‘No bloody sex for starters. I may not like losing Mia, but I don’t want a sympathy win either. If you win, it’ll be because you were better and I’ll have to deal with that. I’ll practice more so it never happens again.’
‘And if I win?’
‘I take out my frustration by fucking you until you beg me to stop.’
‘Then buckle up sexy frustrated boy, you’re in for a long ride.’ I bent over and made the shot without hesitation and watched the white ball move slowly back to the centre of the table.
‘Right that’s it, you’re so getting it now,’ he growled. I jumped up and down on the spot clapping excitedly as he marched purposefully over. He grabbed me and swung me off the floor into his arms, as I giggled kissing his neck while he tried to stay looking mad.
The Austin Series #4: The Honeymoon PeriodReleased May 22, 2014
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While Mia took her operation and diagnosis in her stride, it has taken its toll on Gabe. He desperately wants to convince Mia to change her mind, to one day agree to marry him and start a family, but Mia is still weighted down by the baggage of her past.
Gabe also struggles with his slow recovery from the accident, while Mia finds his increasing mood swings and possessiveness more and more difficult to handle. The friction only adds to their scorching sexual compatibility.
Robert Austin, aware that Gabe wants more, presents Mia with a difficult choice. Deal with her commitment issues, or walk away from his son for good.
Lexi however seems to be making remarkable progress in her personal life, handling not only her miscarriage, but a new relationship with Doug. Is she strong enough to sustain it all?
Excerpt
‘Mia, get back over here and hold my hand,’ he ordered.
‘No. Why should I?’
‘Because I asked you to,’ he said flatly as he looked at me, as if confused that I was questioning his request. I took in a sharp gasp.
‘So I have to do what you ask, but you can ignore my requests? Is that how you see our relationship?’ I gave him my best scowl, he was treading on thin ice if that was what he was implying.
‘I’d like you to do everything I ask you Mia, but there’s no chance in hell of that ever happening is there?’ he scowled back.
‘No there’s not, Gabe. I’m not a compliant little puppy that you can train to bark or rollover whenever you want it to. I have free will and if you won’t do what I ask, why should I reciprocate?’
‘Because you know I like control and it pleases me when you do,’ he answered too quickly.
‘Ooooo, you … you … domineering … arsehole,’ I hissed. I was on the verge of throwing myself at him and ripping off his bowtie and fucking him and showing him how little control he had as he came inside me, but I clenched my fists at my side. That would be playing right into his hands, letting him know he was in charge. Fine, he wanted a battle to see who had more control? He was going to lose.
‘Arsehole?’ he asked, his eyes wide with astonishment.
‘Yes. Major Arsehole. Fine keep your bloody control and I’ll keep mine and we’ll see who breaks first.’ I could feel the air in the limo heating up and the steam coming off us both, sparring always got me hot for him and him for me if the tent in his trousers was anything to go by, as well as the amber flecks of fire in his eyes. He glared back at me and quickly looked away to stare out of the window. We sat in silence for about ten minutes and I could feel myself getting hotter and hotter with each heaving breath I took. Every time I looked over I caught him looking at me and he’d quickly turn his head to stare back out of the window. ‘Wow, it’s hot in here. Is it hot in here or is it just me?’ I asked as I ran my hand up and down my exposed thigh. I saw him biting his bottom lip as he watched me in the reflection of the window.
I glanced at his crotch, he was still incredibly hard, I just had to provoke him a bit more. I trailed my fingers up from my naked belly bar, between my breasts and back down again as I lightly licked my lips. He could see me in the reflection and put his elbow on the door and covered his mouth, running his index finger across his lips. I could tell he was trying to distract himself. I smiled to myself as I uncrossed my legs, moving the material of my dress to one side, and ran my fingers up and down my thighs to the apex, my mound just covered and out of sight and I heard him catch a breath. I parted my legs slightly and ran my fingers higher and made a slight moan and he squirmed in his seat and reached up, tugging his collar and bowtie from his throat, his tongue darting out over his lips as he took a big gulp. When I parted my thighs further and let my fingers graze my bareness, I heard him grunt softly.
‘God Gabe, I knew it, I really should’ve worn some knickers. Seeing you in that tux has got me so wet baby,’ I sighed. He turned instantly, glowering at me and in a second was on his knees in front of me and yanked my hand away and sucked my finger hard making me groan, before pulling me forward on the seat onto his mouth and fucking me furiously with his tongue. I climaxed quickly, my hands tearing at his hair, one leg draped over his shoulder and as my shuddering ceased he pulled back and wiped his mouth panting as I let my leg drop from his shoulder.
‘Damn it Mia, you don’t fight fair,’ he snapped, glaring at me as he started to unzip himself. ‘Spread your legs wider, I need to fuck you. Now.’
‘It’s not my fault you’ve got no willpower,’ I smiled, pleased I’d won as well as getting an incredible orgasm out of it. I felt like I was floating, still on a high from my climax and giggled when I felt the limo pull to stop.
‘You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,’ Gabe cursed under his breath as he looked out of the window and quickly zipped himself back up before pulling my dress over me as we heard the driver’s door shut.
‘What’s the matter, Gabe,’ I asked as I struggled upright and adjusted my dress. ‘I thought you were into delayed gratification? If so, you’re in for oneamazing night,’ I smiled all innocently as he got back into his seat, steam coming from his ears. I grabbed my compact and checked myself in the mirror, my cheeks were flushed and my eyes sparkled, orgasms definitely suited me, so did beating him in one of his power struggles.
‘No. Why should I?’
‘Because I asked you to,’ he said flatly as he looked at me, as if confused that I was questioning his request. I took in a sharp gasp.
‘So I have to do what you ask, but you can ignore my requests? Is that how you see our relationship?’ I gave him my best scowl, he was treading on thin ice if that was what he was implying.
‘I’d like you to do everything I ask you Mia, but there’s no chance in hell of that ever happening is there?’ he scowled back.
‘No there’s not, Gabe. I’m not a compliant little puppy that you can train to bark or rollover whenever you want it to. I have free will and if you won’t do what I ask, why should I reciprocate?’
‘Because you know I like control and it pleases me when you do,’ he answered too quickly.
‘Ooooo, you … you … domineering … arsehole,’ I hissed. I was on the verge of throwing myself at him and ripping off his bowtie and fucking him and showing him how little control he had as he came inside me, but I clenched my fists at my side. That would be playing right into his hands, letting him know he was in charge. Fine, he wanted a battle to see who had more control? He was going to lose.
‘Arsehole?’ he asked, his eyes wide with astonishment.
‘Yes. Major Arsehole. Fine keep your bloody control and I’ll keep mine and we’ll see who breaks first.’ I could feel the air in the limo heating up and the steam coming off us both, sparring always got me hot for him and him for me if the tent in his trousers was anything to go by, as well as the amber flecks of fire in his eyes. He glared back at me and quickly looked away to stare out of the window. We sat in silence for about ten minutes and I could feel myself getting hotter and hotter with each heaving breath I took. Every time I looked over I caught him looking at me and he’d quickly turn his head to stare back out of the window. ‘Wow, it’s hot in here. Is it hot in here or is it just me?’ I asked as I ran my hand up and down my exposed thigh. I saw him biting his bottom lip as he watched me in the reflection of the window.
I glanced at his crotch, he was still incredibly hard, I just had to provoke him a bit more. I trailed my fingers up from my naked belly bar, between my breasts and back down again as I lightly licked my lips. He could see me in the reflection and put his elbow on the door and covered his mouth, running his index finger across his lips. I could tell he was trying to distract himself. I smiled to myself as I uncrossed my legs, moving the material of my dress to one side, and ran my fingers up and down my thighs to the apex, my mound just covered and out of sight and I heard him catch a breath. I parted my legs slightly and ran my fingers higher and made a slight moan and he squirmed in his seat and reached up, tugging his collar and bowtie from his throat, his tongue darting out over his lips as he took a big gulp. When I parted my thighs further and let my fingers graze my bareness, I heard him grunt softly.
‘God Gabe, I knew it, I really should’ve worn some knickers. Seeing you in that tux has got me so wet baby,’ I sighed. He turned instantly, glowering at me and in a second was on his knees in front of me and yanked my hand away and sucked my finger hard making me groan, before pulling me forward on the seat onto his mouth and fucking me furiously with his tongue. I climaxed quickly, my hands tearing at his hair, one leg draped over his shoulder and as my shuddering ceased he pulled back and wiped his mouth panting as I let my leg drop from his shoulder.
‘Damn it Mia, you don’t fight fair,’ he snapped, glaring at me as he started to unzip himself. ‘Spread your legs wider, I need to fuck you. Now.’
‘It’s not my fault you’ve got no willpower,’ I smiled, pleased I’d won as well as getting an incredible orgasm out of it. I felt like I was floating, still on a high from my climax and giggled when I felt the limo pull to stop.
‘You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,’ Gabe cursed under his breath as he looked out of the window and quickly zipped himself back up before pulling my dress over me as we heard the driver’s door shut.
‘What’s the matter, Gabe,’ I asked as I struggled upright and adjusted my dress. ‘I thought you were into delayed gratification? If so, you’re in for oneamazing night,’ I smiled all innocently as he got back into his seat, steam coming from his ears. I grabbed my compact and checked myself in the mirror, my cheeks were flushed and my eyes sparkled, orgasms definitely suited me, so did beating him in one of his power struggles.
The Austin Series #5: Love & LossReleased June 25, 2014
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Physically scarred and emotionally tormented, Gabe struggles to deal with the way his accident is affecting his future and relationship. Mia is resolved to stand by her man, no matter what, and she reaches out to her father to try and deal with some of her fears in order to move forwards with Gabe. The results of their meeting are both shocking and illuminating, helping her take a major step in her healing process. Lexi struggles with the pressures of her past affecting her relationship as well as her University workload, and is forced to re-evaluate what she actually wants from her life.
The Campus Killer continues to evade the authorities and strikes too close to home.
Excerpt
‘God, I love you,’ he sighed as he quickened his pace and ignored all the people crowded in our apartment who were screaming along to the music. He muscled his way through and headed for our bathroom just as someone was about to go in. ‘Out, now,’ he bellowed.
‘But I need …’
‘Find another loo,’ he growled as he narrowed his eyes and I gasped and moved to start kissing his neck. He was so hot in control. Whoever it was beat a hasty retreat and Gabe carried me in, locking the door behind him. He lifted me off him and started unbuttoning his combats. ‘Shorts and t-shirt, off,’ he barked.
‘T-shirt off, combats on,’ I ordered back as I pulled my t-shirt over my head and he hissed as he looked at my pink nipples hanging over the edge of my bra.
‘Faster,’ he snarled as he ripped his top off and I whimpered as I shimmied my shorts down and looked at his slim hips and that delicious v. ‘Hmmm, crotchless knickers. Excellent.’
‘Gabe, hurry up, I need you,’ I uttered as I kicked my shorts out of the way. The throbbing between my thighs was intense as I watched him pull himself free and start stroking himself slowly. ‘Gabe?’
‘You want this?’ he asked as he walked toward me. I nodded and licked my lips as I watched his hand moving up and down. ‘Why?’
‘Because it’s you, because I need you. You turn me on so much and you fill me so well Gabe, I need you inside me.’
‘So it’s my cock you want, not just cock.’
‘Yours, always yours, it’s beautiful,’ I whispered breathlessly as I took in the length and girth of it, with that perfect slight curve that hit my g-spot every time he was on top.
‘I’m going to come so hard baby, seeing glimpses of you all night across the room, teasing me with your full bottom in those tight shorts, all I’ve thought about is fucking you.’
‘So stop talking and do it,’ I begged as I stepped toward him and reached out to touch it.
‘No. Turn around and press yourself up against the door, chest first.’ I went to walk to the glass door to the dressing room and he tutted. ‘Other door baby.’
‘But Gabe, that’s the door to the main room where everyone is.’
‘Yes it is,’ he nodded with a smile.
‘It’s glass.’
‘Opaque.’
‘They’ll still see the shape of my body even if they don’t know it’s me.’
‘So? I thought you wanted a hard rough fuck, this is how I want it. Get over there, now.’
‘Ok,’ I gulped and nodded, even more turned on. He added to it as he whacked one of my bottom cheeks as I walked past. I took a deep breath and palmed the glass. I felt his breath on the back of my neck as he nudged me closer, closer still until my breasts were squashed against it and my stomach sucked in to feel the cool chill of it against my skin.
‘Spread those legs for me,’ he murmured as I felt his body moulding to mine and I complied immediately and clenched as I felt my arousal slowly seeping out of me. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head, using his palms to flatten them on the door as his fingers spread mine then tightened around them. He slowly ploughed the tip of his erection through me, parting my folds and coating himself in my juices.
‘O God,’ I groaned as I lay my cheek against the glass and took a few short sharp breaths, wondering if anyone outside was looking at my silhouette. I felt myself flood at the thought of it.
‘You’re so turned on right now, aren’t you? Thinking someone’s standing out there looking at those tits pressed up against the glass, stroking themselves through their trousers at the thought of what we’re doing in here.’
‘Yes,’ I sighed and tilted my head to let his run his tongue up my neck.
‘Sweet, like caramel,’ he groaned as he did it again. I could hear the noise from the lounge getting louder, the excitement building and realised the music had stopped and someone had put on the live countdown from London embankment. ‘I’m going to be inside you at midnight baby and the noise out there may just drown out your screams.’
‘Don’t make me wait,’ I begged. ‘You’re teasing me.’
‘See how wet it makes you, you’re so desperate, not knowing when I’ll fill your sweet cunt with this hot thick shaft of mine. Hmmmm, see how you’re writing your hips, trying to quench that throbbing little clit of yours. Would you like me to suck it? Take it in my teeth and bite down while my tongue works it over?’
‘Yes, yes,’ I whined. My skin was burning up, every nerve in my body was tuned into the building tension inside me, I was almost sure I could come just from his teasing alone I was that wound up.
‘How about a finger up that tight little backside of yours,’ he mumbled between sucks on my neck.
‘Yes,’ I nodded as I panted. ‘I’m going to hyperventilate soon Gabe, please,’ I cried in a high pitched strangled voice as the tip of his dick rubbed over my clit and my head flopped back onto his shoulder.
‘O baby, you’re so willing to please,’ he sighed, ‘but I’m not letting go of those hands so you’ll have to settle for this cock instead,’ he whispered in my ear as he suddenly thrust upwards, plundering my tight back passage as I screamed with shock and pleasure. ‘Again, let me hear you, Mia,’ he groaned as he rammed into me harder.
‘Gabe,’ I cried, vaguely aware of the chanting just beyond the door, the countdown had begun, to New Year as well as a seriously intense orgasm. He thrust in time to their shouts ensuring my cries were muffled. I felt like I’d been scalped from the tingling radiating through my head and my body tensed up as his shaft stimulated me, along with the knowledge of everyone standing right outside that door.
‘Fuck, you’re seeping all over my balls, that’s so hot,’ he groaned. ‘Come for me baby, grip my cock tighter, let me feel how much you need me.’
‘I do … I do … I do,’ I screamed as there was a cheer from outside and the sound of exploding fireworks, none rivalled the ones going on in my body as I came so hard I slammed into the door and the glass shuddered as I heard Gabe roar my name. He pulled me back off the door, backed onto the glass shower screen and slowly slid down, holding me on his lap, his cock still firmly wedged in my backside as I trembled.
‘Dirty girl,’ he groaned as he licked the perspiration of my damp neck.
‘Says man with cock up my bottom,’ I sighed as I leaned back into him. ‘I feel all hot in there, has your condom ripped?’
‘Not wearing one,’ he chuckled. ‘I wanted to feel myself coming inside you properly, a new thing for a new year.’
‘Pervert.’
‘Complaining baby?’
‘Never, sometimes I just need to be fucked leaving all our emotions at the door,’ I giggled as he cupped my breasts and tugged on my nipples. He hooked his ankles over mine and dragged them out, parting my legs and ran one hand down to slide over my wet pussy.
‘Damn baby. You’re like a geyser you’re that wet.’
‘Hmmmm,’ I groaned as his fingers slipped around my quivering opening and swollen clit.
‘I’m going to sit you up on that sink in a minute and suck you dry. Just like I did on our first date.’
‘So it’s Happy New Year to me, is it?’ I giggled and then hissed as I tensed again with pleasure.
‘After the last few months baby, I’m going to make sure it’s a very happy new year. I love you, Mia,’ he whispered as he kissed my temple. I twisted my head to let him kiss me properly, tender thrusts of his tongue into my mouth as he repeated the motion with two fingers inside me. I sagged against him as a second orgasm hit me and ignored the rattling of the bathroom door as someone tried to get it. I didn’t care what was going on out there, all I cared about was losing myself with my man and starting our new year together in our new home.
‘But I need …’
‘Find another loo,’ he growled as he narrowed his eyes and I gasped and moved to start kissing his neck. He was so hot in control. Whoever it was beat a hasty retreat and Gabe carried me in, locking the door behind him. He lifted me off him and started unbuttoning his combats. ‘Shorts and t-shirt, off,’ he barked.
‘T-shirt off, combats on,’ I ordered back as I pulled my t-shirt over my head and he hissed as he looked at my pink nipples hanging over the edge of my bra.
‘Faster,’ he snarled as he ripped his top off and I whimpered as I shimmied my shorts down and looked at his slim hips and that delicious v. ‘Hmmm, crotchless knickers. Excellent.’
‘Gabe, hurry up, I need you,’ I uttered as I kicked my shorts out of the way. The throbbing between my thighs was intense as I watched him pull himself free and start stroking himself slowly. ‘Gabe?’
‘You want this?’ he asked as he walked toward me. I nodded and licked my lips as I watched his hand moving up and down. ‘Why?’
‘Because it’s you, because I need you. You turn me on so much and you fill me so well Gabe, I need you inside me.’
‘So it’s my cock you want, not just cock.’
‘Yours, always yours, it’s beautiful,’ I whispered breathlessly as I took in the length and girth of it, with that perfect slight curve that hit my g-spot every time he was on top.
‘I’m going to come so hard baby, seeing glimpses of you all night across the room, teasing me with your full bottom in those tight shorts, all I’ve thought about is fucking you.’
‘So stop talking and do it,’ I begged as I stepped toward him and reached out to touch it.
‘No. Turn around and press yourself up against the door, chest first.’ I went to walk to the glass door to the dressing room and he tutted. ‘Other door baby.’
‘But Gabe, that’s the door to the main room where everyone is.’
‘Yes it is,’ he nodded with a smile.
‘It’s glass.’
‘Opaque.’
‘They’ll still see the shape of my body even if they don’t know it’s me.’
‘So? I thought you wanted a hard rough fuck, this is how I want it. Get over there, now.’
‘Ok,’ I gulped and nodded, even more turned on. He added to it as he whacked one of my bottom cheeks as I walked past. I took a deep breath and palmed the glass. I felt his breath on the back of my neck as he nudged me closer, closer still until my breasts were squashed against it and my stomach sucked in to feel the cool chill of it against my skin.
‘Spread those legs for me,’ he murmured as I felt his body moulding to mine and I complied immediately and clenched as I felt my arousal slowly seeping out of me. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head, using his palms to flatten them on the door as his fingers spread mine then tightened around them. He slowly ploughed the tip of his erection through me, parting my folds and coating himself in my juices.
‘O God,’ I groaned as I lay my cheek against the glass and took a few short sharp breaths, wondering if anyone outside was looking at my silhouette. I felt myself flood at the thought of it.
‘You’re so turned on right now, aren’t you? Thinking someone’s standing out there looking at those tits pressed up against the glass, stroking themselves through their trousers at the thought of what we’re doing in here.’
‘Yes,’ I sighed and tilted my head to let his run his tongue up my neck.
‘Sweet, like caramel,’ he groaned as he did it again. I could hear the noise from the lounge getting louder, the excitement building and realised the music had stopped and someone had put on the live countdown from London embankment. ‘I’m going to be inside you at midnight baby and the noise out there may just drown out your screams.’
‘Don’t make me wait,’ I begged. ‘You’re teasing me.’
‘See how wet it makes you, you’re so desperate, not knowing when I’ll fill your sweet cunt with this hot thick shaft of mine. Hmmmm, see how you’re writing your hips, trying to quench that throbbing little clit of yours. Would you like me to suck it? Take it in my teeth and bite down while my tongue works it over?’
‘Yes, yes,’ I whined. My skin was burning up, every nerve in my body was tuned into the building tension inside me, I was almost sure I could come just from his teasing alone I was that wound up.
‘How about a finger up that tight little backside of yours,’ he mumbled between sucks on my neck.
‘Yes,’ I nodded as I panted. ‘I’m going to hyperventilate soon Gabe, please,’ I cried in a high pitched strangled voice as the tip of his dick rubbed over my clit and my head flopped back onto his shoulder.
‘O baby, you’re so willing to please,’ he sighed, ‘but I’m not letting go of those hands so you’ll have to settle for this cock instead,’ he whispered in my ear as he suddenly thrust upwards, plundering my tight back passage as I screamed with shock and pleasure. ‘Again, let me hear you, Mia,’ he groaned as he rammed into me harder.
‘Gabe,’ I cried, vaguely aware of the chanting just beyond the door, the countdown had begun, to New Year as well as a seriously intense orgasm. He thrust in time to their shouts ensuring my cries were muffled. I felt like I’d been scalped from the tingling radiating through my head and my body tensed up as his shaft stimulated me, along with the knowledge of everyone standing right outside that door.
‘Fuck, you’re seeping all over my balls, that’s so hot,’ he groaned. ‘Come for me baby, grip my cock tighter, let me feel how much you need me.’
‘I do … I do … I do,’ I screamed as there was a cheer from outside and the sound of exploding fireworks, none rivalled the ones going on in my body as I came so hard I slammed into the door and the glass shuddered as I heard Gabe roar my name. He pulled me back off the door, backed onto the glass shower screen and slowly slid down, holding me on his lap, his cock still firmly wedged in my backside as I trembled.
‘Dirty girl,’ he groaned as he licked the perspiration of my damp neck.
‘Says man with cock up my bottom,’ I sighed as I leaned back into him. ‘I feel all hot in there, has your condom ripped?’
‘Not wearing one,’ he chuckled. ‘I wanted to feel myself coming inside you properly, a new thing for a new year.’
‘Pervert.’
‘Complaining baby?’
‘Never, sometimes I just need to be fucked leaving all our emotions at the door,’ I giggled as he cupped my breasts and tugged on my nipples. He hooked his ankles over mine and dragged them out, parting my legs and ran one hand down to slide over my wet pussy.
‘Damn baby. You’re like a geyser you’re that wet.’
‘Hmmmm,’ I groaned as his fingers slipped around my quivering opening and swollen clit.
‘I’m going to sit you up on that sink in a minute and suck you dry. Just like I did on our first date.’
‘So it’s Happy New Year to me, is it?’ I giggled and then hissed as I tensed again with pleasure.
‘After the last few months baby, I’m going to make sure it’s a very happy new year. I love you, Mia,’ he whispered as he kissed my temple. I twisted my head to let him kiss me properly, tender thrusts of his tongue into my mouth as he repeated the motion with two fingers inside me. I sagged against him as a second orgasm hit me and ignored the rattling of the bathroom door as someone tried to get it. I didn’t care what was going on out there, all I cared about was losing myself with my man and starting our new year together in our new home.
The Austin Series #6: Infinite LoveReleased July 25, 2014
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With the Campus Killer having been revealed and life changing decisions having been made, it should be smooth sailing. As ever, nothing goes to plan. Much personal progress is made, but massive backwards steps are also taken. Will they finally get their happy ever afters?
Excerpt
‘Do as you’re told please, bed, now,’ he ordered as he pointed to it. I smiled to see bossy Gabe back and did as I was told. That was one of the things I really loved about our relationship. Once we did have a knock down bar fight, we always moved on quickly and forgot it. I looked back over my shoulder as he returned.
‘What do you have?’
‘A bag of chipped ice wrapped in a tea towel. Please don’t do that.’
‘Do what?’
‘Look at me like that while you kick your feet in the air. You’re all naked and sexy and we still haven’t had sex and I’m all confused about how I feel about that.’
‘Something else we need to discuss then.’
‘After. Bottom first.’ He yanked off his trousers and boxers and pushed my feet down, then straddled the back of my thighs as he placed the cold package on my hot flesh and circled it around. ‘Shit, did you hear that sizzle? We could fry some eggs on there.’
‘You always did make me hot,’ I giggled as I lay down on my crossed forearms and turned my head to the side. ‘Bottom’s feature heavily in our relationship.’
‘They do,’ he agreed. We remained silent as he gently massaged me with the ice until I could barely feel anything down there. ‘How’s that feeling now?’
‘Much better, thank you.’
‘I’ll go get you some pain killers.’
‘Don’t go, I like feeling you touching me.’
‘We touch all the time, we hold hands, we cuddle and we snuggle at night.’
‘Sympathy cuddles and snuggles, Gabe. I’m stronger than you think, please start treating me like me again. If I need hugs or a shoulder to cry on, I’ll ask for it.’ I inhaled sharply as he moved the ice out of the way and bent over me, his palms either side of my head as he kissed my temple.
‘I miss you,’ he sighed.
‘I miss you too. Please make love to me, I need you,’ I begged. He didn’t respond but his lips glided over my cheek, then kissed the corner of my mouth, then ran along my jawline and trailed up and down my neck, making me quietly whimper as my whole body tingled with pleasure and I felt his substantial erection against the back of my thigh. ‘Gabe?’
‘Are you happy to do it like this? With me behind you?’
‘No,’ I said quickly. ‘I want to look at you, to kiss you, to touch you. I miss you so much.’ I twisted my head to look at him and he nodded and rolled off me onto his side and held his arm out. I moved up to him, my chest pressed firmly against his as he wrapped his one arm around my neck and firmly held my chin with this other hand as his concerned eyes roved over my face. ‘I want this,’ I whispered as I looked up at him and saw him swallow as he closed his eyes for a second or two. When he reopened them my stomach did a somersault at the sight of the love and need for me inside of him, and I let out a gentle moan as he lowered his lips onto mine and began to kiss me. He released my face and ran his hand down to the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. His other hand moved up onto the back of my head, his fingers knotting into my hair as his tongue explored every crevice of my mouth, as if it were new territory. My nipples peaked and puckered, I felt myself swell below as my clit started to throb. I’d missed him so much I was sure I could come from his kiss alone. ‘Gabe,’ I mewled against his lips.
‘I’m right there with you,’ he sighed before continuing to tease me with gentle nibbles of my lips, flickers of his tongue then deep, passionate, possessive kisses that rendered me a puddle of arousal in his arms. I managed to snake an arm under his neck to tug at the back of his hair, while the other gripped his firm backside, my nails gently denting the surface of his skin as I kneaded it, like a kitten trying to extract milk from her mother. ‘God Mia, I want you. I want you baby like I’ve never wanted anything before.’
‘Don’t make me wait, I’ve already waited weeks and I can’t bear it,’ I begged.
‘Eyes on mine every step of the way, Mia,’ he ordered. ‘You’re here with me, you’re safe and I love you.’ I nodded and bit my lip as he gently nudged his knee between my legs and positioned himself. He frowned as my breathing became hard and heavy but I nodded, it wasn’t panic, it was need, need for my man. I wanted to feel him inside me again, filling me, stretching me, owning me. I was his, completely.
‘Gabe,’ I whimpered as he slowly began to push his way inside me.
‘Ok?’
‘You’re … so … big,’ I gasped as my jaw went slack.
‘You’re so small,’ he groaned as he titled his hips and grasped the back of my thigh. My nails dug deeper into his bottom and he grunted as his eyes flared with male primal need. He thrust again gently, making me cry out as he buried himself completely inside me and reached a dead end. ‘God damn it Mia, you feel so … good.’
‘Hmmm,’ I groaned and he gently began to move with a hiss of air between his gritted teeth. I couldn’t form words, having him inside me again, so close, feeling his warm skin, the heat of his breath, his … passion for me was intoxicating. I was drugged again, I was a Gabe junkie and I’d been without my fix for far too long and felt like I was on the verge of an overdose. He began to move faster as he watched my face, my eyes beginning to close with ecstasy. He knew the signs, he could see that I was in a good place. I mashed my mouth against his as I started to kiss him forcefully, I needed more of him, he’d been sweet adorable Gabe for so many weeks I wanted him to let loose, to use my body and reclaim me, like I knew he wanted to. I hooked my leg right over his and yanked him as I rolled and he took a surprised gasp as I fell flat on my back with his full body weight crushing me.
‘Mia,’ he muttered. I held his gaze, letting him see that I was ok. And it wasn’t a lie, I was.
‘What do you have?’
‘A bag of chipped ice wrapped in a tea towel. Please don’t do that.’
‘Do what?’
‘Look at me like that while you kick your feet in the air. You’re all naked and sexy and we still haven’t had sex and I’m all confused about how I feel about that.’
‘Something else we need to discuss then.’
‘After. Bottom first.’ He yanked off his trousers and boxers and pushed my feet down, then straddled the back of my thighs as he placed the cold package on my hot flesh and circled it around. ‘Shit, did you hear that sizzle? We could fry some eggs on there.’
‘You always did make me hot,’ I giggled as I lay down on my crossed forearms and turned my head to the side. ‘Bottom’s feature heavily in our relationship.’
‘They do,’ he agreed. We remained silent as he gently massaged me with the ice until I could barely feel anything down there. ‘How’s that feeling now?’
‘Much better, thank you.’
‘I’ll go get you some pain killers.’
‘Don’t go, I like feeling you touching me.’
‘We touch all the time, we hold hands, we cuddle and we snuggle at night.’
‘Sympathy cuddles and snuggles, Gabe. I’m stronger than you think, please start treating me like me again. If I need hugs or a shoulder to cry on, I’ll ask for it.’ I inhaled sharply as he moved the ice out of the way and bent over me, his palms either side of my head as he kissed my temple.
‘I miss you,’ he sighed.
‘I miss you too. Please make love to me, I need you,’ I begged. He didn’t respond but his lips glided over my cheek, then kissed the corner of my mouth, then ran along my jawline and trailed up and down my neck, making me quietly whimper as my whole body tingled with pleasure and I felt his substantial erection against the back of my thigh. ‘Gabe?’
‘Are you happy to do it like this? With me behind you?’
‘No,’ I said quickly. ‘I want to look at you, to kiss you, to touch you. I miss you so much.’ I twisted my head to look at him and he nodded and rolled off me onto his side and held his arm out. I moved up to him, my chest pressed firmly against his as he wrapped his one arm around my neck and firmly held my chin with this other hand as his concerned eyes roved over my face. ‘I want this,’ I whispered as I looked up at him and saw him swallow as he closed his eyes for a second or two. When he reopened them my stomach did a somersault at the sight of the love and need for me inside of him, and I let out a gentle moan as he lowered his lips onto mine and began to kiss me. He released my face and ran his hand down to the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. His other hand moved up onto the back of my head, his fingers knotting into my hair as his tongue explored every crevice of my mouth, as if it were new territory. My nipples peaked and puckered, I felt myself swell below as my clit started to throb. I’d missed him so much I was sure I could come from his kiss alone. ‘Gabe,’ I mewled against his lips.
‘I’m right there with you,’ he sighed before continuing to tease me with gentle nibbles of my lips, flickers of his tongue then deep, passionate, possessive kisses that rendered me a puddle of arousal in his arms. I managed to snake an arm under his neck to tug at the back of his hair, while the other gripped his firm backside, my nails gently denting the surface of his skin as I kneaded it, like a kitten trying to extract milk from her mother. ‘God Mia, I want you. I want you baby like I’ve never wanted anything before.’
‘Don’t make me wait, I’ve already waited weeks and I can’t bear it,’ I begged.
‘Eyes on mine every step of the way, Mia,’ he ordered. ‘You’re here with me, you’re safe and I love you.’ I nodded and bit my lip as he gently nudged his knee between my legs and positioned himself. He frowned as my breathing became hard and heavy but I nodded, it wasn’t panic, it was need, need for my man. I wanted to feel him inside me again, filling me, stretching me, owning me. I was his, completely.
‘Gabe,’ I whimpered as he slowly began to push his way inside me.
‘Ok?’
‘You’re … so … big,’ I gasped as my jaw went slack.
‘You’re so small,’ he groaned as he titled his hips and grasped the back of my thigh. My nails dug deeper into his bottom and he grunted as his eyes flared with male primal need. He thrust again gently, making me cry out as he buried himself completely inside me and reached a dead end. ‘God damn it Mia, you feel so … good.’
‘Hmmm,’ I groaned and he gently began to move with a hiss of air between his gritted teeth. I couldn’t form words, having him inside me again, so close, feeling his warm skin, the heat of his breath, his … passion for me was intoxicating. I was drugged again, I was a Gabe junkie and I’d been without my fix for far too long and felt like I was on the verge of an overdose. He began to move faster as he watched my face, my eyes beginning to close with ecstasy. He knew the signs, he could see that I was in a good place. I mashed my mouth against his as I started to kiss him forcefully, I needed more of him, he’d been sweet adorable Gabe for so many weeks I wanted him to let loose, to use my body and reclaim me, like I knew he wanted to. I hooked my leg right over his and yanked him as I rolled and he took a surprised gasp as I fell flat on my back with his full body weight crushing me.
‘Mia,’ he muttered. I held his gaze, letting him see that I was ok. And it wasn’t a lie, I was.
Destined - A Prequel
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Gabe Austin is tormented by demons from his past. Blaming himself for his part in a tragic accident and abandoned by his father when he needed him most, he uses his charm, good looks and ripped physique to find temporary solace in an abundance of one night stands. Dominating, distant, unwilling to commit, sex becomes his outlet for his pain. Until he sees her. One glance was all it took to turn his world upside down, to make him want to possess her completely. Gabe just knew that she was the girl to heal his shattered heart, she was his destiny.
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Destined is a short novella written from Gabe’s point of view. It details key moments in his life, leading to the events that unfold in ‘New Leaves, No Strings’, book one of The Austin Series, which combines erotica, romance and humor.
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About The Author:
I am a very young hearted 44 year old female from the United Kingdom. I enjoyed writing fictional stories as a child but, like many, long working hours in my career meant that I had little time for anything else. Finding myself in the fortunate position of now being able to work from home part time, I have been able to rekindle this long lost passion for storytelling. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerrys and copious amounts of coffee.
I am a very young hearted 44 year old female from the United Kingdom. I enjoyed writing fictional stories as a child but, like many, long working hours in my career meant that I had little time for anything else. Finding myself in the fortunate position of now being able to work from home part time, I have been able to rekindle this long lost passion for storytelling. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerrys and copious amounts of coffee.
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