The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series) by C.J. Fallowfield Read Free Book Online

muscles after my op. Mrs. Darby
had stocked up on some food for us, so I went and made him a large omelette for
his dinner with some bread and salad, then got him out of bed and helped him
undress fully and put his sling back on. I ran my hands down his naked sculpted
body, he really should be cast in bronze and put in a museum for other woman to
appreciate. He got back into his side of the bed and I stripped off, climbed in
and enjoyed being able to lie against him, my leg over his and his arm around
me caressing my back. We fell asleep watching TV, happier than we’d been all
week.

Tuesday
    I woke up early and tilted my
head to watch him sleeping over on his side of the bed, flat on his back, his
sling in place. I sighed as I remembered what a wrench it had been to leave him
yesterday to get back to Uni.
    We’d spent
the weekend lounging around in the cinema, lounge and bedroom. We’d spent a lot
of time in the kitchen too, where he’d sat on a bar stool and instructed me on
how to cook some decent meals. My jaw was still aching from the dozens of blow
jobs I’d given him every time he’d become hard and we’d argued about me not
letting him inside me again. It was too hard for me not to want to move and be
able to enjoy it. It had also been hard to focus on my lectures after such a
long break, I’d felt like I was starting over again, except with more
unexpected attention from a lot of guys.
    I got up, leaving
him asleep and went for a shower, washed my hair and booked a taxi to pick me
up at nine then texted Lexi from the bathroom.
    Hi Lex,
hope you’re up. I’ll be coming in a taxi so I can drink and we can go to the
big centre Gabe took me too. Be with you by 9.15, be ready and don’t forget to
shove some clean undies and your toothbrush in your bag for your stop over xx
    Doug had
agreed to come over for the whole day, so Lexi and I could go out and have fun.
I pulled on some thick black wool tights, a tiny pair of cut off denim shorts,
a black lace vest and then my black ballet top which I knotted at the side. I
put some concealer on to cover the bags under my eyes and a generous layer of
mascara and some eye liner and gloss, leaving my long hair loose, smoothing
down my blunt fringe that was just starting to poke me in the eyes and irritate
me. I needed a haircut desperately. My phone vibrated with a reply from Lexi.
    Up. B
red when u cum. Lukng 4ward 2 it xx
    I pulled on
my suede wedge ankle boots, sprayed some perfume and crept back into the
bedroom to find he was sitting up awake.
    ‘You’re
going out wearing that?’ he asked looking horrified.
    ‘Yes,
what’s wrong with it?’
    ‘You look
far too sexy. I’m not happy you going out like that without me. Those bloody
shorts are painted on you. Go and change.’
    ‘Gabe, it’s
my first day out in ages. I’m with Lexi, not any guys, and I need to feel good
about myself.’
    ‘Mia, if I
could throw you over my shoulder I’d take you back in the dressing room and force
you,’ he grumbled.
    ‘Gabe, other
than yesterday’s lectures I’ve pretty much been cooped up for two weeks, I’m
going stir crazy. I wear less on a beach and you’ve no reason to feel jealous.
Kiss me, I need to go.’ His kiss was brief, I pulled back and looked at him. ‘Don’t
you want me to go out?’
    ‘No, but I
know you need a break and some fun. I’m just going to miss you.’
    ‘Miss my
mouth more like,’ I grinned.
    ‘That too,’
he sighed. ‘Wanking left handed is taking some getting used to.’
    ‘Good, it’ll
make you appreciate me even more than you already do. Do you need anything?’
    ‘No, I can
wriggle my clothes on by myself now. I seem to be able to lift my arm a little
more each day.’
    ‘That’s
great, but please don’t overdo it and no sneaking the sling off for long
periods. I’ll see you later. Doug will be here soon and I’ll be back around
five, so please have a rest after lunch, ok? Try and stay upstairs, but if you
need to go