Ally's POV
When I woke up, it was dark outside. Apparently I had slept off my hangover so my head was no longer killing me. The agonizing hammer inside my brain was gone, and I could clearly think again. My eyes fluttered open to see the empty bed beside me. The pillow had a dent in it as if someone had been sleeping beside me. I smiled slightly and buried my face in it, inhaling his scent.
It was then that I started to wonder where Austin had gone. I got up out of the bed. Cool air hit my naked body. I shivered. The faint sound of a shower running sounded from the bathroom. I grinned and quickly went to the door, opening it quietly. The sound immediately got louder. I saw Austin's naked form through the glass shower door.
He was glorious. I stood there for at least two minutes, just staring at his finely chiseled body, muscles everywhere but not excessively so. His strong arms were above his head as he washed his hair with whatever soap he used. My eyes trailed down his body, hungrily staring at every feature. The strong, broadness of his chest, the line of hair that started just below his belly button pointing to hidden and massive things. I blushed at my own train of thought. He was larger than normal, that I was certain. I didn't have much to compare his member to, but it was larger than any I'd ever seen.
"Enjoying the view?" he asked conversationally.
Startled, I jumped. He turned to me and smirked. I didn't know he had heard me come in. As he looked at me through the clear glass, his eyes darkened and a broad smile spread over his face.
"Care to join me?"
I nodded vigorously and climbed into the shower with him. I tripped over the lip of the tub, falling into his arms.
He laughed joyously, expelling my frustrations immediately. I looked up at Austin's beautiful face. He winked at me, his large hands under my arms to hold me up.
"Be careful, Ally, otherwise you might fall into more dangerous territory."
I understood what he meant. I had fallen so that his cock was pressing against my breasts. I blushed and struggled to stand up. That's when I felt the water on me.
I screeched and backed up. It was ice cold! "Why in the world is the water so cold?" I demanded.
"Oh, I'm sorry about that." He quickly leaned down to adjust the temperature, giving me a spectacular view of his rear end. I couldn't help but stare at him. I tried to convince myself that there was nothing wrong with looking at his butt. Okay, there was nothing wrong with his butt. He stood back up and faced me.
"You were being…very arousing last night as you dreamt. I had to have a cold shower otherwise I would have taken you in your sleep," he admitted, his eyes smoldering.
I blushed, remembering my very vivid dreams. "Sorry."
He sighed. "Ally, you have nothing to be sorry about. Besides, I have much worse dreams than you."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? And what might those be?"
He grinned and raised his eyebrows quickly a few times. I giggled. "They're full of me doing very naughty things to you," he said, his voice husky. My giggles stopped and a shiver rippled through me. Now the water was very warm, almost hot.
After a very exciting shower, Austin and I finished dressing.
I was pulling on my shirt when I noticed his eyes on me, watching my every move. Self-consciously, I blushed. "What?" I asked.
He smiled slightly. "I'm just watching a beautiful woman. Is that so wrong?"
I blushed darker, this time in pleasure. He thought I was beautiful?
He stood up and wrapped his arms softly around me, encasing me in that warm blanket of love again. I knew this was where I wanted to be forever. He was all I needed. His hands ran softly up my arms, not to arouse me but to convey something deeper. My arms went around his neck, my lips touched his softly, gently, sweetly. All our urgency from that morning had dissolved; all I wanted was to now be in his arms.
"I've got a surprise for you," he said softly, taking his luscious lips from mine. His deep green eyes stared straight into mine.
I grinned. "A surprise? And what surprise is it?"
"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?" He laughed joyously and I couldn't help but smile in return.
"Do I need to change?" I asked, looking down at my borrowed jeans and T-shirt that I had got from him.
"You're beautiful in anything, love. But you can change if you want." He smiled slightly, remembering something. "But I'm afraid all you have is that wonderful green dress and no underwear." Winking at me, he ran his fingers over my jawline.
I quickly ran to get my dress that was still lying on the living room floor. I blushed, remembering what we had done on that floor. It was a half hour before I was convinced that I was as ready as I'd ever be. I had brushed my teeth and hair, deodorant, green dress, found my heels. I wished I had some underwear or at least a bra, but I settled on simply wearing a pair of Austin's briefs that he never wore.
"Are you ready, Miss Dawson?" he asked courteously.
"Why, yes. Thank you, Mister Moon," I replied, taking his outstretched hand. I giggled childishly, eliciting a smile from him.
Leading me from the house to his car, his warm hand was in my own. He was too beautiful for words. How did I get so lucky as to find him? What had I ever done to deserve this miracle? He opened my door for me and I got in. I watched him walk around the hood of the car. Damn, he even walked sexy.
"Here," he said, now in the car. I looked over to find him holding a blindfold. "I don't want you seeing where we're going until we're there," he explained. I turned so he could tie the blindfold behind my head. I couldn't help but imagine all the places he could take me. I giggled when I realized that my thoughts could have a double meaning.
Austin's POV
I wanted tonight to be perfect. I needed to show her how much she meant to me. So far, I had been selfish. I hadn't brought her roses or anything else to show her I loved her.
She was everything I needed and I hadn't even showed her properly.
As I drove, I couldn't help my flickering eyes. They ran over her beautiful form. Her brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. The emerald dress outlined her body perfectly. My eyes locked on her long legs and those sexy heels.
I focused on the road passing underneath us. I leaned on the gas pedal slightly, wanting to get there quicker. We sped out of the University campus towards the outskirts of Phoenix. She squirmed in her seat, crossing her legs. My eyes were immediately drawn to her. I could almost feel myself drooling. Here I was, lusting after my angelic Ally when I was supposed to be showing her how much I loved her.
Visions of her last night invaded my mind. She hadn't been such an angel then. I grew slightly hard just remembering it. She hadn't been an angel. She had been a devil.
My Ally was a sexy devil that made me grow so hard it was painful.
I bit my lip.
Stop it, Austin! I thought to myself. This is no time to get excited. You're trying to be romantic, not horny!
I sighed and focused on the road. When we finally arrived, I breathed a sigh of deep relief.
Finally.
I was afraid I'd jump Ally while we were in the car. Whenever she moved, her dress rode up slightly and I saw more and more of her exposed legs. Her pale skin was smooth and flawless. I thought about having those legs wrapped around me, pushing into her.
God, I was as bad as Dallas! I couldn't keep my thoughts from the gutter anymore.
I got out and opened her door, pulling her gently out by the hand. The blindfold was still around her eyes. I wrapped my arm around her tiny waist and made sure she didn't stumble or fall on the uneven ground.
"Austin, where are we?" came her sweet voice.
"I told you, it's a surprise."
Her hand tried to touch my chest but instead went lower. Her fingernails grazed over my lower abdomen. I hissed, fighting the way she made me react. I laid out the blanket I had brought, and sat Ally down on it. She sat down awkwardly, still oblivious to where we are.
"Don't take off the blindfold yet," I said, rushing to the trunk of my car.
I had packed a picnic basket for us. I wanted to do something special and a picnic seemed just the thing. I grinned as I sat in front of her. She still wore the blindfold so I was allowed to stare at her as much as possible. I missed seeing her large, chocolate eyes, though, so I finally decided to take it off. My hands reached behind her head and gently untied it. It fell gracelessly into her lap.
Immediately, her eyes went to our surroundings. I watched her reaction, hoping she would like it.
"Oh, Austin," she breathed. "It's beautiful."
We were sitting on the checkered blanket. Soft, lush grass spread out in all directions. A pond of clear, blue water lay just on our right, illuminated by the full moon. It wasn't late, but it got dark early here. The rippling water sent sparkles of moonbeams bouncing throughout Ally's hair. A large oak tree grew on the water's edge, the leaves the color of fire, scattered at its base. I caught my breath.
In that moment, she was so achingly beautiful, so gorgeous that I had to look away. The light and happiness shining in her eyes set my heart soaring, but I also couldn't help wondering why I had her. What had I ever done to deserve her? I was a selfish man, and she was selfless and totally without vanity.
"Thank you," she whispered.
I looked up to find her soulful eyes staring into mine. "Anything for you."
Ally's POV
He began setting out the picnic food. Everything surprised me. Where were the sandwiches wrapped in Saran wrap? What about the apple juice and egg salad? Instead there was red wine and a very delicious looking meal of spaghetti and rolls. I was thankful it wasn't garlic bread. The last thing I needed was stinky breath on a romantic date.
I grinned up at Austin. "Are we reenacting Lady and the Tramp?"
"Only if I get to be the Tramp," he replied.
I laughed. "And here I thought you wanted to be Lady."
"Strangely enough, I think you would better fit the role."
Silently he took the cork out of the wine bottle. I watched his muscles flex. He surprised me by pulling out two wine glasses instead of paper cups, though the latter wouldn't help the mood. Deciding that after last night's episode I had better take it easy on the alcohol, I vowed on only taking tiny sips.
He poured me a glass of the dark, sweet liquid.
"Thank you."
It was a while before he spoke. "I haven't been treating you as I should, Ally," he muttered. When I moved to protest he pressed a finger softly to my lips. "Just please listen. It seems that the only thing I've been focused on the whole time I've known you is sex. Normally, I'm not this sex-crazed. But it seems that I can't keep myself from thinking all these...things." He sighed and I waited patiently. Did he think I actually was upset with him for having sex with me?
He continued. "I don't even know if you truly realize how much you mean to me. I've told you I loved you, but it's so much deeper than that." He brought his deep, jade eyes up to lock with mine in a gaze so intense it took my breath away. "I love you so much. You are everything - my world. I can't...there's no words that properly describe how I feel..." he trailed off, at a loss.
All I could do was watch him as he tried to explain. The moonlight illuminated his bronze locks beautifully. It was almost like something in a painting. I suddenly wished I had my paints with me, or even my sketchbook. Everything seemed paler in this light, more surreal.
"Tonight I'm going to show you how much I love you," he finally said, his voice carrying the seal of truth.
Suddenly, he broke out in a huge grin. His sudden mood swing took me by surprise, and I was left to simply stare at him, trying to figure out what caused it.
"We better hurry, otherwise the food will get cold," he said.
It was delicious. I was starting to wonder if there was anything he couldn't cook. Usually spaghetti's pretty bland - the only thing flavoring it being the sauce - but this wasn't anywhere near bland. It had a zest that shocked me and the rolls were hot, melting in my mouth. He should have been a chef.
"I've been wondering," I said conversationally, putting another forkful of spaghetti into my mouth.
"Yes?" He looked up at me.
I giggled. He had a bit of sauce in the corner of his mouth. On a whim, I leaned forward and licked it up lightly.
"Mmmmm," I breathed. "Tastes wonderful."
Taking a deep breath, he focused on the task at hand. "What did you want to know?"
"Well, I was wondering...if there was any significance to that painting you did in class the other day?" My voice made it sound like a question.
"Hmmm. Yes, there was a significance to that rose and ring that I painted." He grinned. "It symbolized my love for you. You are more beautiful than a rose, but just as delicate though roses have thorns. And someday, there will be a golden ring around your finger."
I breathed in quickly. It was the first time he had mentioned marriage and I honestly didn't know what to say. Was he asking me? Did he want me to say yes? I was so confused at the moment, but thankfully he didn't make me answer. We continued eating the wonderful meal.
As I took another bite, I moaned deeply. God, this was good.
He froze. Noticing he had stopped, I looked at him. He was staring at me as if I had just told him I was pregnant - which, I most certainly, was not. He didn't even breathe.
"Austin?" I asked faintly, fearing that I had done something wrong.
He still didn't speak. But he did groan, low and deep in his throat. "I didn't intend for tonight to end with me taking you roughly," he said after a long pause. "But you're making it extremely difficult."
I was instantly ready for him, the area between my legs more than a little wet. "I wouldn't mind it rough," I said, barely audibly.
He smiled wryly. "I know you wouldn't, but I want tonight to be at least remotely romantic. No jumping the gun or mindless sex."
"How about mind-blowing sex?"
"Tonight I will make love to you, Ally," he purred, leaning towards me. "My lips will travel over your heavenly skin slowly and gently. I will kiss every place on your sweet body before I make love to you. I want to worship you."
He was so close, only inches from me. His breath blew in my face, scattering all thought. I barely remembered to breathe correctly. I felt the heat radiating from his body. Wind blew softly through the clearing where we sat, sending goosebumps over my skin. I shivered.
Austin brought his lips to mine softly, not even a kiss but a brushing of lips. Once. Twice. Three times. The next time his lips touched mine, it was with more pressure and ardor. His large hands cupped my cheeks as mine tangled in his bronze hair. He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I readily gave. His tongue swirled inside my mouth. Then I took his bottom lip between my teeth, sucking with as much pressure and force as I could muster. Shocked, he froze.
"Why did you just do that?" he asked softly.
I blushed. "I thought you might like it. Do you?"
"Like it? Oh God, yes, Ally." Abruptly, his lips crushed against mine passionately. I gasped in enough air before his mouth descended onto mine to last me for a while. I didn't intend on breaking this kiss anytime soon. However, I had to breathe and so did Austin. He broke away, his lips immediately moving to the spot just below my ear. He licked it lightly before taking it between his teeth. I moaned and struggled to stay coherent. Showering kisses over my face and neck, he moved lower. He made a trail with his tongue, outlining the neckline of my green sundress. I suddenly wished I had worn something sluttier with a plunging neckline.
He licked my breast through the emerald fabric. I moaned, shutting my eyes. My nipples were hard and erect, begging for Austin's mouth. The clothing dulled the sensation of his mouth on me, and I wanted rid of it. He went achingly slow, tortuously slow. I wanted to feel him inside me.
Every other time we'd had sex we had just barreled towards the end, needing to achieve that orgasm. I understood what Austin was doing. I knew why he wanted to take it slow. But that didn't make it any easier to control myself.
My fingers found the buttons of his shirt. I was shaking, barely able to unbutton them. But when I did, it was a sight to behold. His strong, chiseled chest was revealed to me and all I could do was stare at his glorious body. He stopped tasting my breasts to stare at me while I traced his muscles with my fingernail. I felt his hard muscles against me. I threw the shirt beside us only to hear a faint splash. I looked over to find that it had landed in the pond.
"Oops," I breathed.
He slowly helped me out of my dress. I was naked underneath except for Austin's black briefs, which he quickly removed. His eyes seemed to glaze over as he took me in, raking his eyes over me. Love and desire were one in each other in his eyes, intertwining so that they blended seamlessly. "You are so...breath-taking," he murmured. He softly cupped my breast. I arched slightly, moaning. His fingers and lips moved over me with feather-light touches.
Pure agony.
I wasn't sure how much more I could handle of his soft caresses. I need pressure. I needed him to take me. Gasping, panting, I delved my hands into his hair, bringing his lips back up to mine. "Please, Austin," I moaned into his mouth.
He ate my moan gratefully. His left hand cupped my neck as he kissed my lips, while his right moved down my body.
"I love you, Ally," he said adoringly.
"I love you too, Austin," I breathed.
Austin's jade eyes locked with mine before his mouth went to my stomach. He licked the crease just under my breast deliciously. Then he did the same to the other. Hands massaging my thighs, he placed a kiss on my hip. I growled in frustration.
"Hurry, please," I begged.
"Just let me make love to you."
He slowly licked the insides of my thighs, cleaning up the juices that had been spilling out of me. I moaned deeply, arching. My hips moved towards his mouth. My body wasn't listening to my brain anymore. It was on a whole other setting, responding to Austin in ways I couldn't control. I was a melting pool of honey before him. His tongue and hands were too much for me, and that intense gaze was enough to make me spill for him just by looking into his eyes.
I tugged on the zipper of his pants. He still had his pants on. He quickly removed them along with his socks and shoes. But he was still in his boxers. I leaned forward and licked his chest, sucking also. He hissed sharply. I smiled, pleased I could get this kind of reaction from him. My hands gripped the elastic of his boxers, pulling them down. I had to have his help to completely pull them from his body.
Hovering over me, he licked the curve of my shoulder. I felt his hardness against my thigh, thick and long. Running my hands down his back softly, I lightly trailed my fingernails over the skin on his lower back. He groaned, his lips capturing my breast once again.
I could feel him at my entrance. The head of his penis rubbed over my clit, and I gasped for air. I growled once again in aggravation. He held my hips from pushing into him, though. Slowly and smoothly, he entered me lovingly. We both let out long sighs of relief. I could feel my walls expand to make room for him.
He thrust slowly into me.
"Faster," I said, my voice breathy and faint.
He continued at the same pace.
"Please, Austin. Harder," I begged hoarsely. This was so slow. Too slow. My hips moved to meet each of his thrusts, causing him to go deeper within me. He captured my lips again with his own sweet ones. I clung to his neck, unable to think or even breath right. He began to moan into my mouth as our tongues danced together. I eat it up, enjoying the vibrations of his moans inside my mouth.
Austin increased his pace slightly, using his hands to guide my hips. I was close. So close...
I began to twist and turn on the blanket. He was still going too slow.
Without warning, he slammed into me. I gasped, crying out. Arching so sharply I thought I'd break in half, my eyes snapped open and I saw the most beautiful sight - Austin above me, eyes clenched in pleasure as he continued to plunge deeper into me.
Each time he thrust into me, he went deeper than ever before. I felt as if he was touching my very soul. Making love was more than just pleasure, it was sharing something, an unbreakable bond between two people. With each move inside me, I felt his love for me. Any doubts I might have had about him, however crazy that sounded, were extinguished. I loved this man. I loved him more than my life and I couldn't live without him. And, above all, I needed him to know that.
As we came together, I screamed out my beloveds name. Austin came inside me, groaning deeply. I vowed I would never forget the sound of his groan - ever. I was blinded by ecstasy, all thought scattered. I couldn't even feel my limbs. He held me softly in his arms, running his fingers lightly over my arm.
"I love you so much, Ally Dawson," he murmured when we could both speak again. "You're mine forever."
"And you're mine," I answered.
"We should start heading back soon," he said after a long time. The moon had lowered in the sky and I was watching the bugs skip lightly over the rippling pond. I thought I heard the sound of a stream somewhere. "School is tomorrow," he explained.
I sighed, knowing he was right. We couldn't skip anymore days. We had to get back to class as much as I dreaded it.
"Okay," I sighed.
He chuckled. "We won't be parted long. I'll see you tomorrow."
Austin dropped me off at my dorm. I reluctantly kissed him goodbye and ascended the stairs. Trish was already asleep when I came up. I was surprised to find that it was only 12:52, after midnight. Well, we had been there since eight o' clock. That equaled...four hours. I couldn't wait for when I'd see Austin again.
Tomorrow.