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the first day and
there you were on the floor in front of me.’
‘ That’s why you winked?’ I gasped. ‘You thought
I’d remembered seeing you before. Is that is why you sent me 18 roses instead
of 11?’
‘Yes, it was 18 days since I first saw you. Is it ok
that I’ve got those pictures on the wall?’
‘I guess so,’ I shrugged blushing.
‘I thought you may find it stalkerish and creepy,’ he
grinned.
‘O it’s definitely stalkerish, but as you’re providing
me with many wonderful orgasms I won’t press charges Mr Austin. I hate to tell
you this, but I think you have it really bad for me.’
‘That I do Miss Page, but you already knew that,’ he
said softly as he walked over to me and swept my fringe away from my eyes.
‘You’re sure it’s not too much for me to have that up there?’
‘No it’s fine, but while we’re on the topic of
stalking, I would like to know how you found Lexi’s pregnancy test?’
‘It wasn’t what you thought Mia, I wasn’t rummaging in
your bin. I used some of your dental floss and when I dropped it in your pedal
bin I saw the packet and stick. I wouldn’t just rifle through your private
things.’
‘Why didn’t you just come and talk to me?’
‘Mia I was angry, upset, hurt and confused all rolled
up into one, I couldn’t trust how I’d react if I confronted you. I needed time
to mull it over and calm down so I wouldn’t hurt you, or say something I
regretted.’
‘Well you did a bang up job of that,’ I laughed,
taking him by surprise.
‘You’re laughing about it?’
‘We’ve already shouted and screamed at each other
Gabe, it was all a horrible misunderstanding and we’ve both apologised, so it’s
done and dusted. Let’s forget it now ok?’
‘Really, you’re sure?’
‘I’m sure. We’ll both have to agree to handle our next
argument better ok?’
‘You think we’re going to argue again?’
‘O I know we’ll argue again Gabe, we’re both hot
headed and stubborn and like to be in control and you can be downright bossy
sometimes. As long as we can do the making up bit with orgasms after I’m
happy.’ I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him, he responded with such
tenderness it made my stomach flip. He slowly undid the tie on my mac and
pushed it off my shoulders, then lifted me up, his hands on my bare bottom
cheeks and carried me over to his bed and threw me on it.
‘Are you going to fuck me now?’ I gasped, as I lay
sprawled looking up at him. I was praying he’d say yes, my body was primed for
him already. He looked at me through hooded eyes and sighed.
‘I so want to Mia, but right now we need to get you
some clothes and go and have dinner with my father. Seeing as how you’ve
already given him an eyeful, I’d prefer you don’t come down to dinner with an “ I’ve
just fucked your son” rosy facial. I promise to make up for it when he’s
gone.’
I sighed and watched as he turned and opened a white
panelled door, giving me a glimpse of an enormous walk through dressing room
and I clambered off the bed and went inside, amazed. It stretched the width of
his bedroom and had fitted hanging space, shoes racks and cubby holes on each
side and even two leather tub chairs to sit on. Gabe pulled out a pair of grey
sweat pants and a black t-shirt and nodded to the door at the other end of the
dressing room.
‘Go and get changed, I can’t stand here looking at you
in that outfit for much longer before I tear it off you.’
I bent over to pull off my heels and he smacked my
bottom again, making me squeal and giggle, before I padded into his en-suite
bathroom. It reminded me a bit of mine, but on a much larger scale, with white
retro brick tiles and painted in the same grey as his bedroom. It had a massive walk in shower, original double ended claw foot bath, toilet and a long white
painted wooden unit, with a huge rectangular sink on top and matching painted cabinets
above. Between the shower and the sink was
there you were on the floor in front of me.’
‘ That’s why you winked?’ I gasped. ‘You thought
I’d remembered seeing you before. Is that is why you sent me 18 roses instead
of 11?’
‘Yes, it was 18 days since I first saw you. Is it ok
that I’ve got those pictures on the wall?’
‘I guess so,’ I shrugged blushing.
‘I thought you may find it stalkerish and creepy,’ he
grinned.
‘O it’s definitely stalkerish, but as you’re providing
me with many wonderful orgasms I won’t press charges Mr Austin. I hate to tell
you this, but I think you have it really bad for me.’
‘That I do Miss Page, but you already knew that,’ he
said softly as he walked over to me and swept my fringe away from my eyes.
‘You’re sure it’s not too much for me to have that up there?’
‘No it’s fine, but while we’re on the topic of
stalking, I would like to know how you found Lexi’s pregnancy test?’
‘It wasn’t what you thought Mia, I wasn’t rummaging in
your bin. I used some of your dental floss and when I dropped it in your pedal
bin I saw the packet and stick. I wouldn’t just rifle through your private
things.’
‘Why didn’t you just come and talk to me?’
‘Mia I was angry, upset, hurt and confused all rolled
up into one, I couldn’t trust how I’d react if I confronted you. I needed time
to mull it over and calm down so I wouldn’t hurt you, or say something I
regretted.’
‘Well you did a bang up job of that,’ I laughed,
taking him by surprise.
‘You’re laughing about it?’
‘We’ve already shouted and screamed at each other
Gabe, it was all a horrible misunderstanding and we’ve both apologised, so it’s
done and dusted. Let’s forget it now ok?’
‘Really, you’re sure?’
‘I’m sure. We’ll both have to agree to handle our next
argument better ok?’
‘You think we’re going to argue again?’
‘O I know we’ll argue again Gabe, we’re both hot
headed and stubborn and like to be in control and you can be downright bossy
sometimes. As long as we can do the making up bit with orgasms after I’m
happy.’ I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him, he responded with such
tenderness it made my stomach flip. He slowly undid the tie on my mac and
pushed it off my shoulders, then lifted me up, his hands on my bare bottom
cheeks and carried me over to his bed and threw me on it.
‘Are you going to fuck me now?’ I gasped, as I lay
sprawled looking up at him. I was praying he’d say yes, my body was primed for
him already. He looked at me through hooded eyes and sighed.
‘I so want to Mia, but right now we need to get you
some clothes and go and have dinner with my father. Seeing as how you’ve
already given him an eyeful, I’d prefer you don’t come down to dinner with an “ I’ve
just fucked your son” rosy facial. I promise to make up for it when he’s
gone.’
I sighed and watched as he turned and opened a white
panelled door, giving me a glimpse of an enormous walk through dressing room
and I clambered off the bed and went inside, amazed. It stretched the width of
his bedroom and had fitted hanging space, shoes racks and cubby holes on each
side and even two leather tub chairs to sit on. Gabe pulled out a pair of grey
sweat pants and a black t-shirt and nodded to the door at the other end of the
dressing room.
‘Go and get changed, I can’t stand here looking at you
in that outfit for much longer before I tear it off you.’
I bent over to pull off my heels and he smacked my
bottom again, making me squeal and giggle, before I padded into his en-suite
bathroom. It reminded me a bit of mine, but on a much larger scale, with white
retro brick tiles and painted in the same grey as his bedroom. It had a massive walk in shower, original double ended claw foot bath, toilet and a long white
painted wooden unit, with a huge rectangular sink on top and matching painted cabinets
above. Between the shower and the sink was
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