Forever & an Engine (The Austin Series)

by C. J. Fallowfield

  ‘What about Lexi’s parents?’

  ‘Lexi’s dad left when she was eleven and she’s never seen him since. Her mum’s an aggressive alcoholic, so not really the place you want to spend Christmas.’

  ‘Christ she’s not had it easy has she? So both come and spend it with me. Dad may not be home, so I’d either be alone or spending it at Doug’s and much as I love him and his family, I’d rather be with you.’

  ‘Really?’

  ‘Yes. We could go out for your birthday and the three of us could spend Christmas and Boxing Day together.’

  ‘You’d really do that for us?’

  ‘Mia, I know how important Lexi is to you, so that makes her important to me. There’s no way I’d try and come between the two of you, especially not for a special occasion.’

  ‘You just get better by the minute Gabe Austin, I love my boyfriend. Shit, I did your black washing and forget to take it out of the machine.’

  ‘Ok, I’ll tidy up while you sort it baby. Christ we’re like a boring old married couple already.’

  I ignored that terrifying comment and went and took everything out of the dryer carefully folding it back up and putting it all on the shelves or hangers in his room. I spotted a black tux and bow tie hanging up and ran my fingers over it and shuddered with ecstasy imagining how sexy he’d look in it. I made the bed and headed back downstairs to find the kitchen spotless. I poured myself a glass of coke and stood at the glass doors overlooking the garden. It was nearly as large a football pitch and I was intrigued to go and look at orangery that housed the pool at the end.

  ‘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 forfeit 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. He carried me out of the games room, through the utility and out of the back door and padded barefoot across the lush green grass, angling me so he could open the door to the orangery. The warm sticky heat and smell of chlorine hit me immediately. He pushed the door closed behind him with his foot and carried me up the side of the pool to the deep end at the top and stood over the edge with me.

  ‘Gabe Austin you wouldn’t dare,’ I said horrified as I saw a naughty twinkle in his eyes. I screamed as he launched me in the air and held my breath and blew out through my nose as I hit the water. It parted below me and I went under and kicked out and came back up to the surface, treading water as I took a big gulp of air and pushed the water and my hair out of my eyes. I looked around and saw him laughing at the side of the pool.

  ‘I can’t believe you just did that,’ I spluttered.

  ‘It was worth it, your face was a p
icture. How is it?’

  ‘Really warm, except I feel heavy with my wet clothes dragging me down.’

  ‘I better come and rescue you then.’ Without taking off his bottoms, he dove into the water and disappeared. I looked down and saw him approaching, until he reached my kicking legs and came up beside me. He pushed his wet hair back with both of his hands, grinned at me and pulled me to him and kissed me. The passion in it made me forget where we were and I stopped treading water and started to sink. I felt his muscular arms grip me, pulling me back up and he nodded towards the ladder at the top of the pool, so we swam to it and I pulled myself up and out and squeezed the water out of my hair.

  ‘Are you coming back in?’ he asked as he ran his eyes over my wet body.

  ‘Yes, give me a second.’ I peeled off my wet leg warmers and looked down to see the wet shirt clinging to me, my black bra obvious below. I started to undo the remaining buttons and heard a wet smack and looked to see Gabe’s joggers at the side of the pool.

  ‘Gabe Austin, are you naked in there?’

  ‘Yes, first time and it’s rather nice actually. Hurry up,’ he said excitedly. I pulled the white shirt off me and heard him whistle.

  ‘Are you perving on me?’ I smiled.

  ‘Your white knickers have gone see through. They’re very tight around your cunt, it’s very sexy. Take your bra off and leave your pants on.’

  ‘I really wish you wouldn’t use that word, it’s vulgar,’ I scowled while he winked at me. ‘You’d better not rip them off again, I like these and those black ruffled ones you ruined on Friday were my favourite pair, not to mention the number of g-strings you’ve torn off me.’

  ‘Then I’ll have to take you shopping and buy you more. For every pair I ruin, I’ll buy you two more how does that sound?’

  ‘I don’t buy cheap knickers you know.’

  ‘So we’ll go somewhere expensive, like Agent Provocateur, to pick some out together.’

  ‘Wow and I was thinking TK Maxx or a day to day chain store. You’d really go in there with me?’ I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor.

  ‘And help you choose sexy underwear to turn me on even more, why wouldn’t I? Damn your tits are gorgeous baby, come on get in,’ he ordered impatiently. I hesitated and looked at him frowning. ‘No,’ he said firmly.

  ‘What? I didn’t say anything.’

  ‘No, but I know what you were thinking and the answer’s no. I haven’t shopped, nor taken any girls shopping for sexy underwear before Mia, now get in the damn pool, I need to fuck you. Now.’ I smiled to myself, liking that he knew my insecurities and was as desperate for me as I was for him. I carefully walked around to the top end of the deep end and glanced at him as he watched me fascinated as I lifted my arms and dived in. I came up and cleared my face and saw him smiling at me. ‘Not bad, you need to lift your legs up more as you leave the edge. You’ll cut in smoother.’

  ‘Are you going to give me a diving lesson or can we get just on with the fucking?’

  He laughed and splashed me, so I splashed him back and as he reached out to grab me, I quickly swam away and headed for the shallow end. He overtook me in seconds and turned to face me, blocking my way. I swam up to him and wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him as he crouched and anchored his feet to the bottom of the pool, the water lapping at our shoulders. He held me around the waist his arms supporting my back as I cupped his face and kissed him. We kissed for a long time and I felt my lips engorge as our breathing quickening. Anyone would think it was our first time together from the neediness building up in us both. I pushed my hands up into his wet hair, gently biting his lips and tongue as he moved up down the shallow end until his back was against the wall. I sighed as he placed a hand on my breast bobbing in the water and lifted it to his mouth, watching my face respond as he suckled and nibbled at it.

  ‘I love seeing your face as you do that Gabe.’

  ‘What else do you love?’ he mumbled.

  ‘Seeing your face between my legs as you lick me,’ I whispered.

  He swiftly lifted me up out of the water, it was like my very own Dirty Dancing moment as he turned and deposited me on the edge of the pool, my feet dangling in the water. He parted my legs and ran his hands up and down the inside of my thighs, my skin coming to life as he skimmed over it. I put my arms out behind me to prop myself up as he pulled my legs further apart and I could feel myself responding even before his fingers starting caressing the thin material of my wet white knickers.

  ‘You look so ready,’ he sighed as he stroked me. ‘Put your feet up on the bar.’

  I did as I was told and he grabbed my bottom and pulled me right to the very edge, my legs splayed, as he ran both of his thumbs up and down the material and slid his fingers underneath. He looked up at me and I could see he was as hot and bothered as I was. I gasped as he thrust his thumbs through my knickers and ripped them, until my swollen lips poked through the gap.

  ‘Look, you’ve got crotchless knickers after all,’ he grinned wickedly as he blew on me making me shiver. If I wasn’t so excited knowing what was to come, I would have given him a mouthful for ruining yet another of my favourite pairs of knickers. I groaned as he put his face between my legs and his tongue lightly swept over my clit. ‘Baby, you taste delicious,’ he groaned and he alternated between licking, sucking and long slow lashings of his tongue all the way up between my lips and I clutched the top of his hair and closed my eyes.

  ‘O my god, you’re so good at that,’ I moaned and started to move my hips and ride his face, which only spurred him on to lick and suck me harder. When his tongue entered me I had to lie down and just give into it, as I came a number of times crying out his name. When he finally pulled away, I lay trembling with my arm over my face and he pulled himself up to sit next to me. I felt him grab my hand and he pulled me back up and kissed me, his lips still wet and swollen from me.

  ‘Mia I need you,’ he sighed. I reached down and squeezed his erection and began to stroke him up and down, trying to emulate the way I’d watched him do it to himself. He started groaning as he kissed me, fondling one of my breasts. I pulled back, lowering myself into the pool and stood between his legs. His face softened as he watched me lick his shaft and he groaned, thrusting with his hips as my lips slid over his glans, his fingertips reaching to my head to keep me attached to him. I flitted my tongue over his tip, sucking as I felt he was already wet and sticky with excitement. ‘Mia, that feels too good, I’m sorry I can’t wait,’ he groaned.

  I moved back as he slid into the water and grabbed me and invaded my mouth with his tongue. He turned me around and pushed me back against the side of the pool and lifted my legs, crouched down and slid between them so I was sitting in his lap again. He quickly thrust into me, both of us groaning loudly. The water of the pool made it rougher than normal, and he squeaked up inside me and froze there as I flexed and clenched around him. I grabbed onto the bar with one hand, my other around his neck.

  ‘O god I want you so badly,’ I groaned as he chewed on my neck.

  ‘Do you mind if it’s a quickie? I’m desperate to come,’ he growled in my ear.

  ‘So am I, do it.’

  ‘I’m going to make it up to you and fuck you for ages next time, after all I did promise,’ he sighed. With every thrust he lifted me up and out of the water so my breasts smacked its surface at each descent. With the water having stripped away any outer lubrication, I felt every slide in and out and it the roughness of it made me pant and tighten even harder. The water was swirling around us and I could hear it slapping on the wall and feel it ricochet off into my back. I gripped the bar hard and dug my fingers into his shoulder and let my head drop back. ‘O god baby you’re coming, I can see it, I can feel it, let me hear you,’ he moaned as he pushed harder and harder.

  ‘Gabe I love you,’ I whimpered as I started to quiver inside and out. He let himself come as soon as he saw my orgasm start and kept fucking me until I screamed his name and mine w
as over, before he backed me tightly up against the wall, pressing his body into mine and rubbed his nose up and down my ear. He waited until the water, along with our breathing, had calmed down and he carried me over to the ladder and told me to hold on tight. I gripped him with my arms and legs as he let go of me and grabbed the rails and pulled us both up each step until he was standing on the side of the pool. He held onto me again and took me into a clean while tiled shower room and leaned me against the wall as he kissed me.

  ‘You’re amazingly strong, it’s a real turn on,’ I said smiling at him.

  ‘Wait until I hold you up against the wall and fuck you, that should impress you.’ He turned on the hot water and carefully lifted me up and off him and I watched as he quite happily washed his privates in front of me. ‘So, I need to do some actual swimming, do you want to come and join me when you’re finished?’

  ‘I’d love to go in the steam room and sauna if that’s ok?’

  ‘Of course it is, there are fresh towels up on the rack, help yourself and I’ll join you in a while.’ He stroked my hair, kissed my forehead gently and headed out.

  I cleaned up and wrapped a towel around me leaving my damp hair loose and headed back out to the steam room. I was pleased to see that it had a glass door and sat on the moulded seat sighing happily as I watched him swim powerfully back and forth. I’d never felt this strongly about anyone before, to be this happy just looking at someone was something I’d never have conceived of, let alone how safe he made me feel. Each day with him treating me like I was his entire world had increased my levels of trust in the male species. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get to a hundred percent again, years of being let down had taken its toll, but it felt like Gabe was slowing putting me back together again and I only hoped that he felt the same way, that I was helping him just as much. Today love didn’t suck, love was utterly awesome and I wiped a tear away from my cheek as I watched him and was hit in the heart with depth of my feelings for him.

  After about twenty minutes my forehead was wet and my skin sticky. I opened the door and breathed in the relative coolness of the pool air. Gabe was still swimming, but had slowed his pace down so I headed to the dry heat of the sauna. I sat on the top bench and swung around to lie down and closed my eyes. I could feel the sweat clinging to my body, droplets running down my thighs and between my breasts, listening to the gentle hiss of the coals burning in the corner.