Baggage & Buttons (46 page)

‘I know you didn’t Mia, he was just a lecherous old
jerk. I think this will be your last alcoholic drink though.’

‘You sound just like Gabe, I miss him. What’s going
on? I want to dance, can we go and dance?’

‘I’m just waiting for our drinks then we can go and
dance ok,’ Lexi replied. ‘Thanks for coming over you two.’

‘No problem, looks like we have a few more to see off.’
Milo smiled as he pushed me behind him when some more guys approached us.

I started dancing around Milo and Dan, practicing some
of the dance moves I’d seen last night, making them laugh as we waited at the
bar. Lexi handed me my drink and gave me a disapproving frown, so I pulled my
tongue out at her, then knocked it back in one as they all looked at me open
mouthed.

‘What? It was
yummy
and I was thirsty. Can we
dance now?’

‘You go with her Lex, Dan and I will stay with here
with your drink, we’re not really into dancing.’

‘Cheers Milo.’

‘Thanks Milo. Come on Lex, they have some old school
dance
classics
and I’m ready to shake my junk.’

‘Great, why am I the bloody sober one? Again?’

I grabbed her hand and pushed my way into the middle
of the dance floor as “Bad Romance” started playing. We started dancing in the
crowd and I could feel my skin vibrating with the music as I closed my eyes and
let my body sway to the rhythm. I grabbed Lexi and we started gyrating together
and laughing. She moved behind me and put her arm around my waist and as we
moved as one, guys around us stood still and watched us and I saw one get a
shove from his girlfriend, which made me laugh even more.

‘Lex, we’re on fire tonight,’ I shouted.

‘I know, I can’t believe our little display still
attracts so much attention.’

‘We’re hot Lexi Clarke and those men are just drooling
at the thought of us fucking.’

‘Not even in my most desperate hour Mia, especially
now I have Orgie to play with.’

‘Me neither, but I like to let them think we would. It
makes me feel really sexy to watch them wanting us.’

We continued with our dance and I saw a girl in a suit
approaching us.

‘Hey you two,’ she pointed. ‘Want to get on the
podiums?’

‘I’d
love
to get on the podium.’

‘I’m not drunk,’ moaned Lexi.

‘Lexi, just dance like we were just dancing, it’s no
different.’

‘So are you in or do I need to find someone else?’
asked suit girl.

‘We’re
in
.’ I grabbed Lexi’s hand and followed
the girl to the DJ booth.

We were let in and separated as we climbed some steps
at either end that led up to the podiums, they had chrome waist height railings
and jutted out over the dance floor. As I stepped out onto mine I noticed there
was a gap at the back with some steps leading to a walkway that circled around
and back down to the dance floor. I screamed as the DJ put on Fedde Le Grand “Let
me think about it” and I started to dance and heard a load of cheers go up from
the crowd who were eye level with my waist and obviously had a good look up my
skirt at my ruffled knickers. I saw a sea of school uniforms jumping and
shaking and just let go and swayed my hips and ground up, down and around, deliberately
bending over and shaking my bottom at the crowd, which made them go crazy. I
laughed as they shouted and I circled slowly around, trying to be as sexy as
Cindy in the strip club. I loved dancing, it always made me so happy.

I suddenly felt my skin tingle as the music faded out
and a real old classic Rui da Silva “Touch Me” came on, mum used to play it
over and over at home. As I danced and listened to the words ‘
You’ll always
be my baby’
I starting thinking about Gabe. I was even convinced I saw him
as I looked out over the dance floor. As the bass kicked in and started
thumping I raised my arms and swayed, imagining he was dancing with me, sexily,
like he had on our first date. I suddenly felt a hand go around my waist and a
body press up behind me. My skin burned where the hand lay on my exposed stomach
and I gasped, I’d know his scent anywhere, as well as that erection pressed
into my bottom.

‘You touch my mind in special places, my heart races
with you,’ his voice whispered into my ear in time with the music. I twisted
round and sighed as I looked into his deep blue eyes.

‘GABE.
Gabe
, god I’ve missed you
soooo
much.
What are you doing here?’

‘I came for you,’ he growled, his voice dripping with
sex. ‘You look bloody amazing.’

He pulled me into him tightly, one arm around my waist
and made me move with him to the music. He could really dance, the heat between
us was scorching, my breasts started tingling and my clit throbbing, he had a
direct line to my pleasure centre. I could feel his erection against my hip
bone as he pushed a thigh between mine and we dirty danced, grinding and swaying
and one of his hands went under my skirt to knead my bottom. I was startled by
a roar from the crowd behind me, now Gabe was here I’d totally forgotten they
were there. I put my arms around his neck, found his lips and kissed him slowly,
deeply and he responded as we moved. Our bodies were so close, I could feel his
heart pounding against my chest. I pulled back and whispered in his ear.

‘Take me home Gabe, I need you.’

He lifted me up onto his hips and cheering started
from the crowd below as he palmed my bottom. I hooked my legs around his back
and wrapped my arms around his neck as he turned around and carried me off the
podium and down the walkway. I nibbled his neck and ear as he carried me around
to the VIP area and sat down on a low brown leather cube stool, with me
straddling him and I let my fingers run through his hair. I heard him groan as
his arms wrapped around my waist, my need for him was drowning me.

‘I thought we were going home?’ I asked as I took in
the sight of him in his black jeans and a fitted white shirt with a black
paisley pattern on the turned back cuffs.

‘We need to talk Mia.’

‘God you look so fucking sexy,’ I murmured against his
neck.

‘And you’re swearing, you’re so wasted Mia,’ he sighed.
‘You were virtually lap dancing up there with your knickers and tits on display.’

‘I was having
fun
, I wanted to feel sexy.’

‘O believe me you look sexy, so fucking sexy I want to
bend you over this table right now, rip your knickers off, spank you, then fuck
you,
roughly
,’ he spat, sounding very annoyed and horny.

‘Don’t say it if you don’t mean it,’ I exclaimed as I
sat upright and looked in his eyes, praying it wasn’t an idle threat.

‘I do mean it,’ he growled. ‘Fucking hell what would
you’ve done if I’d not come? This is why I didn’t want you out without me. You’re
so out of control.’

‘Don’t be mad with me Gabe. I was never alone. Lexi’s
been looking after me and Milo and all his friends.’

‘I bet he bloody has. If he’s laid a finger on you I
swear I’ll ...’ he stopped frustrated and ruffled his hair.

‘He’s been the perfect gentlemen as always.
Please
can we go home? I need you inside me, I ache for you Gabe.’ The throbbing
between my legs was unbearable and to feel his erection pulsating through his jeans
and the thin material of my knickers was too much after six days without him
inside me.

‘Mia you’re too drunk, you know how I feel about not
having sex when you’re drunk, it’s unfair.’

‘So you get drunk then, if we’re both drunk no one’s
taking unfair advantage.’

‘
Mia.
’

‘Gabe please, for me. I need you, like I’ve never
needed you before. Do it
for me
, to
please
me,’ I asked, batting
one of his favourite expressions back at him. I started toying with his hair
again and nibbling his neck.

‘Baby please stop.’

‘Don’t you want me anymore?’ I pouted as I sat back
and looked into his eyes.

‘I always want you,’ he sighed. ‘I just paid for a
four hour bloody taxi ride to get back to you.’

‘Why? You weren’t due back until the morning.’ I ran
my fingers over his lips and he kissed them.

‘You go to strip clubs with the bloody Italian sexual
predator, do sexy facetime and now you go out to get drunk looking … like this,’
he waved his hand up and down my body. ‘You think I’m going to just sit in a
crappy hotel room with Doug and wait until tomorrow to see you? I was on my way
back in the taxi before you even sent the bloody page three picture, because I
was worried about you and I wanted to be here for you.’

‘You really came back for me?’ I asked and he nodded.
I sighed and smiled happily, he’d come back for
me,
he really wanted me
and that made me feel so good.
‘
I so need to make it worth your while
then Gabe. God your eyes are
so
intense, you’re making me so wet looking
at me like that. Do you want to feel how wet you’ve made me?’

‘God yes,’ he sighed as he looked into my eyes. ‘But
we need to talk Mia.’

‘About what?’

‘Well your behaviour today for a start, you can’t just
cut me off and ignore me when I’m worried about you.

‘You started it, being all bossy and grumpy. I didn’t
like you very much today.’

‘Mia do you have any fucking idea what you put me
through today, it was …’ he stopped and blew out and closed his eyes for a
minute before looking back at me. ‘I don’t want to argue again baby, but it was
unacceptable.’

‘I followed your rules Gabe so stop being mad with
me.’

‘You didn’t Mia, you ignored my request for you to
stay in, then when you were out you agreed to let me know where you were at all
times and you haven’t texted me once, or replied to any of the texts or calls I
made to you. Where’s your bloody phone?’

‘Lexi has it,’ I whispered.

‘And you wonder why I get bloody mad? Jesus christ, I
knew you’d be trouble the minute I met you, but this …’ he pinched the top of
his nose.

‘You think I’m trouble?’ I objected as I sat upright
to glare at him.

‘Yes Mia you bloody are,’ he hissed as he locked eyes
with me and scowled. ‘I’m not used to women challenging me or ignoring my
requests.’

‘Well you’d better go out with someone who’s easy then
hadn’t you,’ I hissed back and tried to get up. He immediately tightened his
grip on me and sighed.

‘Stay still Mia,’ he ordered, as I desperately wriggled
to get out of his hold. ‘Will you just fucking stop for a second and let me
finish. You’re not easy Mia, you’re stubborn, you’re infuriating, you drive me
insane sometimes, you’re … a whole bundle of things I never thought I’d want,
but in spite of all that I love you, I’m crazily madly in love with you,’ he
sighed. I stopped struggling and looked at him, as he looked at me all
sincerely. ‘Mia I
love
you baby, you need to work with me here, I’ve
been worried sick and I can’t go through another day like this with you
shutting me out, I just can’t. I’ve never cared about someone so much and it hurts.’

‘I’m sorry,’ I whispered. He looked really upset.

‘I know and I don’t want to fight, but this can’t
happen again Mia. You go out without me, you stick to our agreement in future.’
He reached up with one hand and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

‘Why are you so worried Gabe? I’m fine.’

‘You’re not fine Mia. I’m worried about your
operation, the risks and what the outcome may be and how it could affect you,
us, we need to talk about it baby.’

‘Gabe
please
not tonight. I came out to have fun
and forget all about it. Please don’t make me remember it all tonight, we can
talk tomorrow. I just want you to make me forget, show me how much you love me.’

‘Baby,’ he sighed and messed with his hair again.

‘Please Gabe,’ I pleaded and pulled my best pout and
big blue eyes. Gerry always used to say I could twist any man around my little
finger with my big baby blues. I often got away with murder at home as a
youngster as I’d look up at him with tears in them and he’d stick up for me,
even when mum was mad with me.

‘
Mia.’
Gabe sighed again and I saw him
relenting. I clutched his hair as I kissed him softly, working my way around
his lips before inserting my tongue into his mouth. His arms tightened around
my waist as I felt the tingle of my nipples brushing against his chest, his erection
firmly nestled in the apex of my thighs. He was driving me crazy, my synapses
were firing off pleasure signals to every nerve in my body. I grabbed one of
his hands from behind me, brought it forwards and put it between my legs. He
groaned as he touched the thin damp material.

‘See. I’m so ready for you Gabe, you can’t not be
ready for me too. I need to feel you too.’ I ran my hand down his firm chest, caressing
his ripped stomach over his shirt and he let out a soft moan. I gripped his solid
erection through his jeans and squeezed it. ‘
Big boy
,’ I groaned with
delight in his ear. He gasped and quickly stood, lifting me off him.