Forever & an Engine (The Austin Series)

by C. J. Fallowfield

  ‘It is only you, it’ll always be you Mia, you drive me fucking insane,’ he growled, with such lust in his voice I quivered. He picked me up and slammed me back against the door and I gasped at the force of it. He quickly undid the button on my jeans, unzipping them before crouching and yanking them down along with my knickers in one fast move, then he was back on my mouth kissing me furiously as he undid the buttons on his own jeans and tore himself out of his boxers. He yanked my thighs apart, my ankles still locked together by my jeans and underwear and thrust upwards into me with such force, I had to reach up and grip the top of the stall door.

  ‘Gabe,’ I let out a groan of ecstasy to feel him inside me again, to feel his passion and need for me in every forceful stroke. The door was shaking and rattling as he rammed into me over and over again, grunting wildly with every thrust. I suddenly heard giggling and realised we weren’t alone and tensed up.

  ‘Holy shit someone’s having sex in here,’ I heard a voice whisper.

  ‘Looks like bloody good sex the way that door’s shaking,’ another voice whispered back.

  I tried to whisper in Gabe’s ear, but nothing was stopping him, he was focussed on nothing else but wild frenzied sex. Despite my best efforts to stay quiet, I cried out as he lifted up my top, forced a breast out over the lace cup of my bra and greedily sucked and bit on my nipple. His hips circled and he brushed over my clit and g-spot with meticulous precision. He knew exactly how to work my body to get the reaction he wanted.

  ‘Sounds like good sex too. Come on let’s leave the lucky buggers too it.’ I heard the door close and climaxed immediately, my body shaking.

  ‘Gabe,’ I cried as I pulsated around him. His lips left my breast and found my mouth and he kissed me viciously, bruising my lips, as he continued his onslaught and I found myself climaxing again, it was too much so soon after the first and my body went rigid and I let out a sob. He groaned and moved his lips to my ear and whispered between thrusts.

  ‘It is you … only … you Mia … I… love you.’

  I felt him spurt and as his thrusts slowed, I released my grip from the top of the door and put my arms around his neck and buried my face in it as he panted on mine. We stayed like that for a few minutes just catching our breath and suddenly he pulled out of me and stepped back, tucking himself back into his boxers and buttoned up his jeans, his face flushed. I had to palm the door to keep myself upright, my legs were still shaking.

  ‘Fuck Mia,’ he spat. ‘We’re in a public loo for christ’s sake. I’ve got no fucking control when I’m around you. What if someone had walked in?’ I raised my eyebrows and bit my lip and looked at the floor. ‘Fuck. Someone came in?’

  I wilted under the glare he gave me. ‘Yes, but they left again, really quickly,’ I said sheepishly.

  ‘Mia,’ he roared, spearing me with a furious look. ‘We could get charged. Are you sure? I didn’t hear anyone.’

  ‘You were kind of engrossed at the time,’ I said putting my breast back in my bra and smoothing my jumper back down. He crouched down and yanked up my knickers and jeans, doing them up for me quickly before looking at me angrily.

  ‘Yes and whose bloody fault was that? You’ve tricked me by using bloody sex as a way of not talking, again. We’ll deal with that later, right now we need to get out, before someone calls security, if they haven’t already.’

  ‘We virtually had sex in the toilet at Fazeleys.’

  ‘It was locked Mia, no risk of someone coming in. Move please.’

  He picked up our bags and pulled me away from the door and slowly opened it to look, then dragged me out by the hand before checking the outer door and hurrying me out to the corridor. There was hardly anyone about and no one seemed to notice us leaving the ladies together. He pulled me along by the hand in silence, occasionally looking at me with complete frustration on his face, I had to virtually trot to keep up with him. He led me off campus and down a few streets before going into a small private car park and unlocking his car. He pulled me around to the passenger side and opened the door.

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

  ‘Are you mad with me?’

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

  ‘You’re really angry,’ I whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  ‘How am I fucking you?’

  ‘From behind, very roughly.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  ‘Do you?’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  ‘Are we ok now?’ he whispered.

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

  ‘Yes,’ he sighed, looking slightly embarrassed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  ‘What?’

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

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

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

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

  ‘O shit, is she really mad?’

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

  ‘I better go and shower, again.’

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

  ‘Gabe.’

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

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

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

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

  ‘Mia, I’m staying because the girl I love is in hospital in the morning, I’m worried about her and want to be with her until she goes in.’

  ‘But Gabe …’ I protested.

  ‘No Mia,’ he said firmly. ‘I’m staying with you, end of discussion.’ He got up and went to the bathroom and threw me my knickers and pulled on his boxers. I put on my grey shorts and black slouch top and he rummaged in his drawer and pulled out his clean joggers and t-shirt and got dressed. ‘Ok you pack, I’m going to disinfect my car from your bottom, which was sitting in multiple people’s widdle.’

  I threw a pillow at him as he disappeared out of the door and I heard him rummaging in the utility room for supplies. I pulled out my suitcases from under the bed and decided to pack the small one for hospital, then I did my large one to go to Gabe’s for the week and then put my black skinny jeans, a white vest t shirt, my black blazer and high heeled boots out ready for the morning. I looked around feeling pleased with myself, I was done and it was only quarter to six. I threw in the washing and then went to my desk in the lounge and sorted out my books, notes and laptop and packed that bag too, putting it by the front door and jumped as the buzzer went.

  ‘Hello?’

  ‘It’s me,’ Gabe said.