Chapter 6

Ally's P.O.V.

I woke up slowly. I had dreamt of Austin and the feel of him inside me. I was aware of a coolness against my body and I had no idea what it was. My wrists and ankles were held immobile. Something brushed over my thigh and my eyes snapped open.

Then I began to panic.

My wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts so that I lay in an exposed X. I was still naked and the covers had been pulled off the bed.

Something moved in the corner of my vision. He walked slowly to the foot of the bed and stared at me, wearing only his boxers. For the millionth time since I'd known him, I marveled at his perfectly sculpted body. My eyes flicked first to his arms, then chest, and finally settled on his glorious face. How could someone so perfect want me?

Licking his lips slowly, he climbed onto the bed. Immediately, my heart began to thud so loudly I was surprised that he couldn't hear it. Silently, he stopped between my spread legs. I tried to close them but they were held firmly by the rope. It wasn't that I was afraid of Austin but that I lay so exposed before his eyes. I was aware of every inch of my naked skin.

Suddenly, he flashed me a grin, laying his hands lightly on my thighs. My breath hitched.

"W-what are you d-d-doing?" I stammered.

His smile never faltered. "I intend to pleasure you for hours," he said lowly. He trailed his fingers absently up my thigh, so close to that most secret of places. My hips bucked up to meet his hand and he chuckled. To my disappointment, he stood up off the bed and went into the kitchen. How could he think about eating at a time like this?

Then he returned, holding a small, clear, plastic box in his hand.

"Do you know what this is, Ally?" he asked conversationally, holding up the box with what looked like fruit inside.

"Strawberries?" Now I was confused. What the hell was he going to do – feed me? I wasn't even sure I could eat anything at the moment.

"Very good." He moved closer to me, sitting on the bed. It tipped slightly under his weight.

Holding the box in his lap, he slowly reached out and played with my nipple. I gasped and arched slightly. Getting the reaction he wanted, he removed his hand. I growled in irritation – I could tell he was going to be very frustrating today.

"Now," he began, "what would one do with a box of ripe strawberries and a very willing goddess spread out on the bed?"

Immediately, I thought of so many possibilities that it took me a few seconds to speak.

"Goddess?" I said skeptically. Did he really think I was a goddess? Maybe he was just trying to make me feel better about being in this situation in the first place. "And who says I'm willing?" I demanded, a little crankily.

He sighed and ran his fingers down my side, caressing me. I moaned, then bit my lip to keep from embarrassing myself further.

"Aren't you enjoying the way I touch your heavenly body, the way it feels when I suckle your breast?"

His hot mouth descended on my nipple. I arched sharply into his mouth, struggling in my bonds.

Damn these ropes! Pulling away, he acted as if nothing had happened. Cursing under my breath, I focused on breathing evenly again. The wetness on my breast was now cooling and I shivered.

"You still haven't answered me, Ally," he said calmly. I wish I could just push him onto the bed and make him cry out my name. But I was held securely. Stupid ropes. Why were they even invented? Austin continued. "Maybe I should give you a hint." He laid beside me on his side, facing me, with the box between our bodies. "It involves me licking your body."

Instantly, I knew what he was going to do. And I had to struggle to keep from moaning just from the vision of him licking strawberry juice off me.

"Perhaps I should show you." He straddled my waist, making sure that I felt none of his weight.

He took a strawberry out of the box and bit into it, staring straight into my eyes. I watched a trickle of juice creep down his chin, wishing I could lick it off. Then he put the strawberry onto my chest, just over my breast. I felt the cool wetness of the fruit as he slid it over my skin, leaving a trail of juice behind. He moved it in a spiral on my breast – first circling the outer edges before closing in on my nipple. It moved over my sensitive, erect nipple and I hissed.

Austin ate the remaining half of the strawberry and threw the green part in the trashcan only feet away.

Ever so slowly, he leaned down to begin his trail of follow the juice. When his tongue touched my skin, I gasped. He licked up the trail on my chest before moving to my breast. I was panting heavily by the time he reached my nipple. I gripped the ropes strongly as I groaned. Then his teeth bit my erect nipple and I suddenly made the sheets become very wet. He sucked my breast into his mouth, teasing me.

"Austin, please," I gasped, once again cursing the ropes.

He rose up and took out another strawberry, biting into the soft flesh of it. "You're so impatient, Ally," he purred, reaching down to massage my breast. "Don't you think you should learn patience? Maybe I could teach you, my love. After all, it is a virtue." Then he made a corresponding trail down my chest to my other breast, completing the same design.

His tongue cleaned the sticky trail of juice on my skin. I reacted the same way as when he had first done this.

Now he moved off me to sit between my legs. I struggled to keep my eyes open to watch him.

He looked at my soaking core, making a tsk-tsk-tsk sound.

"How could you already be so ready for me?" he asked rhetorically. "I'll show you how much I can do to you, how hot I can make you, without fucking you with my tongue or cock."

I threw my head back and moaned. It was just too much – his teasing. Since my eyes were shut, I didn't see him ready another strawberry, but I felt its coldness on the inside of my thigh. My hips bucked of their own violation. The fruit glided up and above my core – on my lower stomach – before moving back down to the inside of my other thigh.

"Austin, please!" I begged, pulling at my bonds, chest heaving. That strawberry was dangerously close to my hot folds. I didn't know how I was going to be able to gather enough breath to be able to convince him to simply take me.

"Not yet, my impatient Ally," he murmured, moving to place his tongue on the inside of my thigh, cleaning up the sticky juice. I gasped and arched as his tongue flicked over my skin. I trembled under his expert touches.

"Just…please take me," I panted. "Anything but this."

He chuckled and experimentally placed a kiss just to the right of my dripping cunt.

"God," I managed. I could no longer look at him – my head had fallen back and my eyes were shut so tightly I saw colors behind my eyelids.

I felt him pause. "Ally, Ally, Ally," he admonished. "You're positively dripping. Do you really find me so arousing?"

He had no idea. His fingertips caressed my hips, sending shivers exploding through me. Every touch he gave me, every flick of his tongue, I pushed into the pit of my stomach forcing myself to not give in and cum when he hadn't so much as even touched my hot core. I was waiting until he would enter me…if I was strong enough to wait that long.

"Hmm," he murmured. "I wonder…" he trailed off but I couldn't find the will to look at him to see what he was doing. My hands had been firmly holding the ropes that bound me. Then something cool and slick sluiced over my folds. Crying out in surprise as well as pleasure, I gripped the ropes as if they were the only thing keeping me afloat in a sea of sensations. After the strawberry disappeared – presumably eaten by Austin – his mouth closed over my pussy to lap up the mixing juices of both my arousal and the fruit.

"Austin, please just – " I cried out when he bit my nub. I knew I couldn't take much more of this without cumming. I had to have him. Now. "Fuck me, Austin," I demanded, my eyes snapping open so I could look him square in the face. "I need to feel your hard cock inside me."

I was beyond embarrassment. Normally, I would have rather died than say this out loud, but right now I didn't care. All I thought about was the consuming fire within me. The only way it would be doused was through Austin.

He sucked in a breath. I felt his hands hastily untie the knots at my ankles. I watched the god before me…without his boxers. Once my ankles were free from those cursed ropes, I wrapped my legs around him but he easily held me still. Instead, he put my legs on his shoulders. And entered me.

"Finally," I breathed in the moment before he started his masterful thrusts.

Each time he plunged into me I came one step closer to that hot precipice. Sweat covered our bodies from this sweet exertion and I clutched his back, digging my nails in for purchase. As we both raced towards release, our pace became feverish and rough. With every thrust, he touched places in me that I didn't even know I had.

"I'm so close," I whispered, clinging to him. My hips met his as he plunged deeper into me than ever before.

For the first time, we came together. He groaned loudly, continuing to thrust deep into me. My scream was weaker this time – I'd had a lot of exercise lately with little sleep and less food. I felt him cum inside me just as I fell into that sea of ecstasy.

I didn't realize I'd slept until I was awoken by the bed falling and rising, as if someone had just stood up. My eyes fluttered open to see a very naked Austin, in all his glory, going to his dresser.

"What are you doing?" I asked softly. He jumped, startled by my voice. Apparently, he hadn't known I was awake.

"Just getting some clothes for you to change into," he replied. "On second thought, I'd prefer it if you didn't wear any clothes from now on." He smirked at me.

I smiled, getting up. "But what fun would that be?" I stood beside him. "And besides, I'm going to need clean clothes to change into after my shower."

"Shower?" he said, intrigued. "May I join you?" He placed his hands on my naked waist and started kissing my neck.

It was so hard to keep from giving in and saying 'yes'. But I somehow found the strength. I jumped back. "No way, Jose. I'm way too sore to even think about that."

He grinned lewdly. "Did our exercise wear you out so quickly?"

I rolled my eyes, refusing to answer that question. "If I remember correctly, you've got rather nasty scratch marks on your back and a bite mark on your shoulder." I touched the mark I'd made, feeling ashamed and slightly guilty.

"It was the best experience of my life," he said simply, touching my waist. "And I'm afraid that you've got a few bruises here and marks here on your neck because I got a little too eager." He sounded sad. "I'm sorry I injured you, Ally. Next time, I'll be sure that it doesn't happen."

I took his face in my hands, forcing him to look into my eyes. "I enjoyed every moment that I was here – every moment I'm with you – and I don't mind it if you get too eager." I blushed at the last part.

"But I still shouldn't have hurt you," he insisted.

I sighed in frustration. "Austin," I began. "It's perfectly alright. I'm sure that it happens all the time to other couples – not that I know. Does it really look like I'm miserable right now?"

"No."

"Then don't worry about it."

He still looked unconvinced. I left the clean shirt he had in his hands in favor for his discarded black button-up that smelled like his glorious body. Also grabbing his only pair of boxer briefs (he wore boxers usually), I raced to his bathroom. I quickly closed the door behind me but didn't lock it. Now I looked at his bathroom.

And my jaw dropped.

It was possibly the most expensive looking bathroom I'd ever seen. The tiles below looked like marble and the curtains were silk. There was a toilet and sink, obviously, but also a Jacuzzi, a bathtub big enough for four people, and a shower with what looked like shower heads on the side so it not only sprayed from the top, but from the sides as well. I didn't even want to think about how much it all might cost. Apparently, Austin liked to shower in style.

I set my clothes on the sink and quickly looked inside the medicine cabinet. Only aspirin, shaving cream, and two razors. I decided on the bathtub. Filling it with nearly scalding hot water, I was surprised to find that Austin had bubble bath. Suddenly, I heard a very suspicious whistling outside the bathroom door. My heart stopped but he continued into the kitchen. As the bath got ready, I snooped in his bathroom, wondering what I would find. But he was as clean as someone with OCD.

When I drifted down into the bathtub, the bubbles Cassidy to meet me. The water was hot, but wonderful, and I smiled softly. I washed the sticky juice off my body and scrubbed my hair with Austin's shampoo. I smiled as the smell wafted around me.

By the time I was finished, I was feeling a tad bit disappointed that Austin hadn't come into the bathroom. Of course, I was sore, but that didn't mean that I didn't want Austin around. So, feeling slightly rejected, I dried off and slipped into Austin's boxer briefs and black button-up shirt. I glanced at myself in the mirror and knew I had to brush my wild hair. I did the best that I could with my fingers then decided that it was a good idea to brush my teeth too. But stupid girl that I was, I hadn't brought a toothbrush with me. "Austin?" I called out.

"Yes?" he answered from what sounded like the kitchen.

"Do you mind if I use your toothbrush?" Normally, I would never use someone elses toothbrush - too disgusting. But Austin and I had done more than kiss so I decided it wouldn't hurt.

"Sure," he said loudly so I could hear.

I observed that Austin used Crest toothpaste and had a blue and white toothbrush. After brushing my teeth, I walked into the kitchen to find Austin standing at the stove, cooking, with plates of food on the counter. He was dressed in jeans and that tight, black T-shirt that looked so good on him. I couldn't decide which looked more delicious - the food or Austin. Normally, I would immediately say Austin, but the only thing I'd eaten in the last day and a half was a bowl of cereal. I was starving.

I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed his shoulder. He had been cooking eggs and the smell was heavenly...but so was Austin. He quickly dropped the spatula and turned in my arms. He grinned that special crooked smile that sent my heart to trembling. Leaning slowly forward, he placed a single kiss on my forehead, looking happier than I'd ever seen him. I hoped I was the cause.

"I don't deserve you," I said softly. He was running his fingers over my jawline. He'd heard me and his face changed.

"Don't speak that way, Ally. You are a miracle that God had decided to grace me with," he replied.

"I doubt it."

"Don't you even know how truly amazing you are?"

I snorted in disbelief - not a very appealing thing to do. "I'm utterly ordinary and plain. There's nothing amazing about me."

"Ally, you're beautiful," he stated softly, tilting my head up to look in his green eyes. I read sincerity and perfect honesty in their depths...and something else. It became hard to breathe because of the lump in my throat.

Austin brushed my damp hair back and traced my jawline, never once taking his eyes from mine.

"I wish you could see what I see when I look at you," he murmured.

"A clumsy girl with too pale of skin," I muttered to myself. But he'd heard me.

Austin's P.O.V.

"You're blind to your beauty," I said, frustrated that she was being so stubborn. "And I'm not solely talking about your exterior. Your personality is even brighter and radiant. The way your eyes grow soft when you look at a painting, your beaming smile and happiness when you won the pool game not too long ago, and your kindness and loving heart. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever met...and your spirit only adds to that." I took a deep breath and said the words that rang true in my heart. Looking into her wide, watery chocolate eyes, I said, "I love you, Ally. And everything about you."

There was so much I wanted to tell her. I remembered how she looked when she was painting my portrait. I remembered the hot flash of anger whenever the Newton scum was around her.

What I'd said was true. I loved every aspect of her - her clumsiness, her temper, even her habit of blushing. The last I loved most of all.

It had been such a short time, but we'd spent so much time together. Yes, the physical aspect of our relationship was strong, but so was the emotional bond between us.

I watched as Ally's eyes welled up with tears. Suddenly, terrified that I'd said something wrong, I began to backtrack. "Um. I mean...Uh."

Just as quickly as she had gotten teary-eyed, a smile as bright and triumphant as the morning sun broke over her face, and she jumped into my arms. I caught her easily, but stumbled back into the stove.

Her legs wrapped around my back and her arms encircled my neck. When her lips touched mine, it was a soft kiss. Her mouth moved sweetly with mine. This time, she broke away, still grinning.

"I love you too, Austin," she replied.

Until then, I had been afraid she'd say that we didn't feel the same way and that it was fun but should end here. That fear dissolved like mist in the summer sun. It was replaced with a euphoria so strong, so overpowering that I thought I'd die of happiness.

Laughing freely, she pressed closer to me. There, in that tiny kitchen, I knew she was the one I was meant for. We completed each other.

"The food is getting cold," Ally murmured. She was sitting on the kitchen counter while I kissed her. My hands lay on her thighs, rubbing gently as our mouths moved together.

"Screw the food," I muttered, moving to kiss her again. Her stomach growled loudly. She blushed that endearing shade of pink I loved so much. "Maybe it would be better if we ate something," I said quickly. I didn't want to deny her food.

Improvising, I swung her up in my arms. She screamed in surprise and delight, arms clutching my neck. "Austin!"

Gently setting her on the living room floor, I said, "wait here." I was trying to sound firm despite my ecstatic mood.

"Yes, sir," she intoned, as if I were a sergeant.

I ran back and forth, setting down the trays of food beside her. There were muffins, eggs, toast, bacon, orange juice, milk, pancakes and syrup, and a few apples. I didn't know what she liked so I decided to make everything. I finally sat cross-legged, facing her while the food surrounded us.

She grinned.

"You're a lifeguard, mechanic, pool shark, bartender, and now a culinary genius?" she began, cocking an eyebrow. "Is there anything you can't do?"

"Yes."

"What might that be?"

"Stay away from you."

Her face softened and she smiled.

I watched her wolf down her food, realizing she hadn't ate in nearly a whole day. I ate only an apple and a muffin, content to just watch this flawless angel before me.

"What's your favorite gemstone?" I asked, suddenly having the compulsory need to know.

Glancing up at me, she answered, "emerald," then blushed. I decided not to ask why. She sat cross-legged, like me, with a plate in her lap.

"You know, Austin," she began. "I don't see any paintings laying around your house. I've never seen what kind of work you do."

"That's because I hid them before you came."

"Why?" She seemed stunned.

"Because I want your painting to be a surprise," I said simply. "If you saw what type of work I do, it might take out a tiny aspect of the surprise."

"You're probably as gifted as Michelangelo himself," she laughed. "You do everything else so well."

"You know what else I do well?" I asked, moving towards her on my hands and knees, forcing her back against the couch. Her eyes grew wide and I smirked.

"What?" Her voice quivered.

I chuckled. "Kiss."

"How do you know?"

"Because of the way you react," I replied simply. "Unless you're faking. Are you feigning whenever I kiss you?"

"Of course not."

I pressed my lips softly to hers. Her hands slipped under my T-shirt, running over my skin, causing me to shiver with desire for this incredible woman. Just as I finished unbuttoning the buttons on my shirt that she wore, the door swung open.

Crying out in surprise, Ally's head snapped towards the door simultaneously with mine. We saw Dallas, Cassidy, Dez and Trish standing at the door, about the walk through.

"Whoa! Ally and Austin are about to go at it!" Dallas cried, half-horrified and half-fascinated. The rest just looked stunned. "I hope you guys aren't going to turn into sex addicts."

Ally's P.O.V.

Austin quickly buttoned my shirt up and stood, gently pulling me with him. There was nothing I could do to hide the fact that I was wearing his underwear. I blushed furiously.

Austin just looked furious.

"You couldn't even call first?" he demanded. "You just barge into my house when you know that Ally's here with me?"

Trish and Cassidy rushed in and pulled me into Austin's bedroom. I managed one last glance at

Austin before the door shut. He looked pissed. I couldn't blame him. I was angry too. They couldn't have at least called first? Trish's squeal brought me to the present.

"So," she began excitedly. "How was it?"

Flashes of those incredible hours with Austin whipped through my mind.

"That good?" She'd seen the goofy smile on my face. "Oh, Ally! I'm so glad you're happy." Both her and Cassidy wrapped me in a hug.

"He said he loved me," I whispered when we parted.

"He did?" Cassidy cried, smiling.

"What did you say?" Trish asked.

"I said I loved him too, of course! He made me breakfast. He's an amazing cook."

Both Trish and Cassidy squealed in delight. Their infectious laughter combined with my earlier euphoria made me feel as if I was walking on clouds.

"We brought you some clothes." Cassidy handed me a black duffel bag she'd been carrying. I quickly changed into my favorite pair of jeans and a blue tank top. I'd found my bra laying on the floor in the corner. I decided against the panties, wanting to continue wearing Austin's underwear. During the whole time I was changing, the Dynamic Duo were questioning me about what had happened from the moment he picked me up to when they'd arrived. I told them pretty much everything...except for the gory details. That was between me and Austin.

"He tied you to the bed? That's hot," Trish breathed, fanning herself.

"You have no idea," I muttered.

We walked out at just the moment Dallas's boisterous laugh filled the room. "So Austin's no longer a virgin and Ally obviously isn't either. Such a shame. You guys used to be The Virgin Couple." He sighed. "That name had such a ring to it, you know."

Austin hit him, but not enough to injure him, although how anyone could injure Dallas was beyond me. "Shut up," Austin said.

"Hey, look it's Ally!" Dallas cried, ignoring Austin. He grinned at me. "Now we can go have some real fun before classes start back tomorrow!"

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"There's a new water park just outside the university," Trish began, but Dallas cut her off.

"Wet N Wild, baby!" He cried, pumping his arm into the air.