New Leaves, No Strings (Austin Erotic Romance Series)

by C. J. Fallowfield

  I hopped into my shower and picked out my silk glow body wash. As I ran my hands over my body I could feel that I was far more sensitive to touch than normal and had to resist the urge to satisfy myself right there. I gave my skin a coat of baby oil and towel dried my hair roughly. I’d decided to pile it up into a messy up do, so the more body the better. I slipped on a pair of tightly fitted red lace boy shorts, which moulded to the curves of my bottom perfectly. I headed into the bedroom and applied a generous slather of tinted moisturiser to my face and a coat of black gloss polish to my finger and toe nails and sat on the bed as I waited for them to dry. I checked my phone as I waited and saw that Gabe had sent another text message while I was in the shower.

  Who said three times? It was four. After some pretty amazing dreams I woke up hard again and had to attend to it. Energy wise don’t worry, I’ve never failed to rise to the occasion :-) 3 ½ hours until I can finally kiss those pouting lips. By the way I won so I’m planning on celebrating with you

  3 hours until I see those rippling abs. Well done on winning Gabe. I’ll have to give you a special prize ;-)

  Lexi came into my bedroom with a towel wrapped around her. ‘Take it you need some help with your top as you’re flashing me your tits?’

  ‘Please, I can’t reach the ties on my own.’

  Lexi stood behind me and obliged and I turned around for the verdict. ‘Wow, you’re so lucky your big tits stand up on their own. Grand canyon cleavage, glowing skin and good call on the knickers they really show off your curves. I’m off to catch up.’

  I put on my skirt, pulled on the boots and zipped them up checking myself out in the mirror. Lexi was right, my skin had an amazing shine and with the tiny top, there was plenty of skin to be seen. I wasn’t sculpted like his ex, Julie, but I was nicely toned with a slight roundness to my stomach and a real curve to my arse that Lexi insisted men found attractive. I put in a silver diamante drop belly bar and riffled through my jewellery box and choose a set of silver bangles and layered on some silver stack rings. ‘Lex are you sure you haven’t seen my large silver hoop earring?’ I yelled.

  ‘No sorry.’

  ‘Damn it,’ I muttered. I picked out some plain silver drop earrings instead. I applied some fine black liner around the eyes, lashing of my jet black mascara and plain Vaseline on the lips. A spray of my favourite perfume and I was done. I examined my reflection in the full length mirror on the back of my door. I could pass for a Spanish flamenco beauty I thought. I even felt good next to Lexi who strode in wearing high heeled ankle boots, black fishnets, leather mini skirt and a purple Basque. Her hair had been re-dyed to match. Damn it, she could make a sack look good.

  ‘Here Mia, have some more wine to chill you out, you’re starting to look a bit tense,’ she waved the bottle at me.

  ‘No thanks. I don’t want to be totally pissed on top of the nerves. What if they don’t let us into Fazeleys Lexi? We’re under age, it’s a 21 and over club.’

  ‘We’ve been underage for the last two years at clubs back home, has that stopped us?’ My phone vibrated as another message from Gabe arrived. ‘Is it Aquaman?’

  ‘Yes, give me a second.’

  Rippling abs eh? So you did like my photo :-) I hope the real thing lives up to your expectations. Can’t wait to be presented with my prize. Are you wearing the boots yet?

  I’ve a feeling that you may exceed my expectations Gabe. Boots are on, along with the very, very small top

  No bra remember!

  No, as instructed no bra. What concession are you making?

  What would do it for you?

  ‘Are we going or are you two just going to bloody sext all night instead of actually doing it,’ asked an impatient Lexi.

  ‘Ok ok, let me just send this one, why don’t you go and grab a taxi from the street while I finish off.’

  ‘Valuable drinking times a wasting,’ she retorted as she headed downstairs.

  Go commando. Over and out

  Message received and understood Mia. Now who’s bossy? I like it ;-)

  Stop texting me and let me get out! See you in two hours

  You won’t regret it x

  The kiss at the end of his text made me tense up. Damn it, was he trying to turn this into more than the satisfaction of mutual sexual attraction? I so wasn’t ready for that.

  Lexi was already sitting in a taxi when I made it to street level and we were dropped off ten minutes later at the end of Princes Road, where all the popular bars were situated. We were surrounded by men in the bar, I felt more at ease and sexier than ever flirting with them. I refused to give out my number a few times, as I kept comparing them to Gabe and none of them matched up.

  I was nervous and excited at the same time. 3 months with Kai and I’d never felt any interest in going any further with him than snogging, or the odd drunken over the clothes grope. Five encounters with Gabe and I was sending sexy pictures and texts and agreeing to masturbate for him. I checked my phone for any new messages and realised it was nearly ten already and grabbed Lexi and headed out of the bar. It was past ten as we approached the club and my hands started to tremble. There was a bouncer on the door the size of a cruise ship, completely solid all the way down, I was dreading him not letting me in. We joined the line up as my phone started to buzz, it was Gabe texting again.

  Where are you Mia? You’re late

  I’m queuing up outside, I’ll be in shortly. You’re very impatient!

  Impatient? I’ve waited days for this. Hurry up x

  We made it to the front of the line and as the bouncer eyed us up and down, I prayed he wouldn’t ask me for ID. I sighed with relief as he gave an approving nod and held the door open for us. As we passed through, there was a foggy haze creeping into the lobby from the club, the evening heat was intensified by the crowds waiting to enter and I could feel my heart beat change, to match the timing of the dull pounding of music that filtered through. We followed a group of girls through a second set of doors and the wall of sound hit us. The lights were dimmed and you could feel the atmosphere of people high on drink, dancing and sexual tension.

  ‘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 blonde 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 an erection already. He was so easily turned on, then I realised I was pot calling the kettle. 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 was 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 and 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.

  As we exited the club and the cool air of the outside came rushing to meet us, I gulped it in and saw he was doing the same. We walked hand in hand, in silence, around to the back of the club which backed onto the river. The moonlight bounced off the water and a gentle breeze rushed through the leaves of the trees. It was a startling contrast to the headiness and noise of the club we’d just left. You could barely hear the pounding of the music through the thick brick walls of the building, but I was sure Gabe could hear my heart pounding.

  ‘Where are we going? There’s nothing but bushes, trees and water and I’m in some seriously dangerous heels.’

  ‘I’d noticed. Very impressive boots that are having the desired effect, believe me.’

  He smiled at me then pushed his way between a huge conifer and the club wall, pulling me behind him. As we passed through, it opened up into a small grassy clearing. It was like a scene from The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, how many girls had he spirited here I wondered? He gently pushed me back against the wall and stood with his hands either side of my shoulders looking me up and down. I gasped as my nipples hardened and pushed against the confines of my top, I started to throb as all my blood surged to my pelvis and I could feel myself becoming wetter in anticipation of what was to come. He didn’t even need to touch me, I could come right here with just a look or a command.

  ‘Mia,’ he sighed as he put one hand on my hip and the other against my cheek to cradle my face.

  I watched with bated breath as he leaned in, his lips approaching mine again. I held my breath, giddy with anticipation and this time, he finally kissed me. He was so gentle at first, I could feel his soft lips covering mine, swelling the more he kissed me. The sensation was like champagne bubbles exploding in my mouth and tinkling up to the top of my head. I moaned into his mouth as he slowly flitted his tongue in and out. He groaned and pushed harder against me with his lips and body and I could feel his large erection pressed against me as his fingers dug into my hip.

  His hand moved from my face to the back of my head to draw my mouth closer to his as our kissing became harder and faster, his fingers tangled in my hair while the other reached around to caress the small of my back making my skin sizzle. Christ he could kiss. I was feeling things I’d never felt before from a kiss. He was going to devour me and I him. I reached around and grabbed his bottom with both hands and pulled him even closer to me, our hip bones came together, leaving no space between them.

  I moved one hand onto his chest, he was so solid, firm and muscular under his shirt, his scent was more intense and alluring than anything I’d ever smelled before. Our kissing was increasing in ferocity. I’d never experienced anything like it. It was as if it was our first and last ever kiss and we both knew we had to make it count, but I already knew there was no way I was wanted this to be a one off. He was too good at this to just have a one night stand with him. His hand slid up my back and deftly undid the bottom tie of my top allowing him to work his hand around to the front to firmly cup my breast. This time I groaned, whilst I’d let my boyfriend’s grope my breasts, I’d never really experienced any pleasurable sensation from it.

  ‘You did as I asked, no bra. Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?’ he gasped as he pulled the material away from it, exposing me. ‘Your breasts are more perfect in the flesh than I ever imagined.’

  ‘You’ve imagined my breasts?’ I gasped trying to catch my breath.

  ‘And more Mia. I’ve made myself come so many times lately just thinking about you. I’ve imagined you lying naked and desperate for me and that was even before you sent the bath picture. The thought of your full lips around my cock sucking me, or me burying myself into you wet cunt tips me over the edge every time.’ He groaned and plunged his tongue back into my mouth and kissed me furiously while his hand squeezed and caressed my breast.

  Unlike the other times I’d been touched, this time I felt everything. His hands were like silk, gliding around my skin and then his fingers were circling and pulling at my nipple. Combined with his tongue thrusting in and out of my mouth and his pelvis and solid erection grinding against me, I ignited. I felt my legs tremble, I didn’t think it possible for me to get any wetter, but I did. It was my first orgasm with a guy and he’d only kissed me and played with my nipple. I felt some tears roll down my cheek as I slumped, with only Gabe and the wall to stop me from falling. I’d never felt such a release. He pulled back his head, tilting it to study my face, still squeezing my breast in his hand.

  ‘Wow, did you just come?’

  ‘Yes,’ I whispered breathlessly.

  ‘God I love that you’re so receptive to touch.’ His eyes had darkened. I thought I’d seen lust in them before, but not like this.

  He bent his head down until his lips encircled my nipple, sucking it, with the occasional nip that sent shockwaves through my core making me cry out and clutch his head to me. He suddenly straightened up, his pelvis never losing contact with mine and removed his hand from my hair placing it on my shoulder and I wondered how I must look to him. Flushed and dishevelled with my lips parted, panting with my breast exposed. He drew his hand down my neck and shoulder blade and round my waist, over my hip. I knew where he was going and I couldn’t have wanted it more. He slid his fingers between my hip bone and skirt and found the top of my pants running one finger back and forth between them and my lower belly.

  ‘Please,’ I groaned.

  ‘Do you want me?’ he whispered as he nibble
d my neck.

  ‘Yes … o god yes.’ Who wouldn’t want him? Heat was coursing through my groin as he slid his fingers down inside my pants and my breathing quickened, I was so excited.

  ‘So soft and smooth,’ he murmured. I took it that he was pleased with my wax and smiled to myself. He slid down further and gasped. ‘Jesus you’re soaking wet.’

  ‘Sorry,’ I mumbled as my body tensed up.

  ‘Don’t be. Is this because of me? Do I turn you on this much?’ he asked as he looked at me.

  ‘Of course it’s you,’ I groaned as his fingers grazed my sensitive clit. I’d never let anyone else touch me there and was wondering why not, it felt amazing, so much better than when I did it.

  ‘Were you ever wet like this with your other boyfriends?’

  ‘I … err … I don’t think so.’ I wasn’t ready to tell him truth, could he sense it? Was it obvious? I had to break away from the intensity of his gaze as he continued to stroke me gently with his fingers.

  ‘You don’t think so? They obviously didn’t know how to satisfy you Mia, well I do and I will. I love that I can turn you on so much, you do the same to me. I could come just from kissing you, that’s why I just had to pull back. I nearly came touching your breast and to find you so wet for me … no one’s ever been that wet for me before. I want to taste you, I want to drink you in, but first I want you to taste what I’ve done to you.’ He lifted up his hand and in the moonlight I could see his fingers glistening with my arousal. He put one finger in his mouth and sucked it groaning and I gasped, it was so erotic to see him do that. Was that normal? Did guys usually do that?

  ‘You taste like peaches, sweet and juicy, here try,’ he said as he pushed another finger into my mouth. He was right, I was strangely repulsed, but also turned on as he watched me suck my own wetness off his finger. I could see the pleasure in his eyes and his lids drooped, heavy with lust. ‘Touch yourself for me Mia,’ he groaned hoarsely.

  ‘You do it,’ I retorted mortified. He wanted me to masturbate? In front of him?