Click (A Night Fire Novel Book 2) (11 page)

Chapter Sixteen

Heather had cooked up a storm in preparation for our arrival. I was glad I was insistent on the afternoon tea. Clearly his parents wanted to spend time with him and not sitting around while he was downstairs playing hide the snake. So we sat in what was like a casual lounge room that sat to the side of the kitchen and ate cake, biscuits and tarts. Austin and his father sank back beers while Heather and I drank tea. I'd never had tea before. Can't say as I would ever have it again either but I held my tongue and said nothing. A beer would have been better.

“Have you got an outfit for the wedding Abigail?”

“Not as yet.”

“Eden's taking her out tomorrow, you wanna go with them?”

“Oh I don't want to spoil their girl time.”

She smiled softly as she poured another cup of tea for me. Damn it.

“It's okay, I barely know Eden so it's not really girl time. She's just taking me out because she knows this place better than I do and Austin refused to go dress shopping.”

Neil chuckled as he sucked on the beer bottle, looking out the window.

“Go on mom, you know you need a new dress.”

His father gave him a look that was of death, clearly his mother liked to go clothes shopping.

“Eden won't care.” he continued, ignoring his father “And it will be a good chance for you two to get to know each other.”

“Oh alright.” she sighed with a slight smile.

So hard to convince.

We sat there for about an hour before Heather stood from the lounge, stating that we should get ready for dinner. I looked at Austin who said nothing but I was thoroughly confused. It was three in the afternoon. After clearing the plates away and doing a quick tidy up in the kitchen, I stopped and looked to the small lounge room with a little confusion. Heather and Neil had tidied up and disappeared pretty quickly.

I turned back to Austin, he was leaning on the end of the bench with his hands in his pockets again.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn't it be?”

“They just left... just like that.” I frowned.

He shrugged and lifted his body from the bench, taking my hand and leading me down the corridor.

“They're old. They have afternoon naps.”

“They are not old.” I scoffed.

“Well what would you prefer I say? They've gone to do what we're going to do?”

Heat flushed into my cheeks. God, were they really?

“It's the house of lurve baby.” Austin chuckled.

I really did not need to know that. He pulled my hand down the stairs with speed, eager to get going on our afternoon of love.

“Take two.”

His voice was quiet as he leaned on the closed door, watching me with lowered eyes. I walked backwards, beckoning him with one little waggle of the finger. He complied, lifting the shirt off his body and reaching me with a few large strides. His arms wrapped around my waist, lifting me up as we kissed.

The room was still dark from the shades being down. Austin knelt on the bed lowering us onto the soft cover. Piece by piece he unraveled me from my clothes, achingly slow with each item. Taking his time, kissing down my body, worshiping every part of me. He knelt back on the bed, lifting me higher as he kissed the palm of my hand.

My fingers traced over the curve, cupping the hardened swell in his jeans. A soft hiss escaped him as I kissed the jeans, taunting him. Teasing time was over, I wanted to taste him. To have him. As the jeans parted he sprang free, desperate to find a path to my mouth.

My tongue flattened to the underside, running the length and sliding over the tip. I swirled it around, gently pumping the shaft. Austin growled what sounded like an oh god, though I couldn't be certain. A bead of liquid slipped free, the saltiness oozing over my tongue. Austin hissed again, his eyes widening as I lapped it up.

When I was done with rolling my tongue around the head, I sank him deep into me. He groaned hard as his hand laced in through my hair, urging me forward. Harder and faster.

“Abigail.” he gulped at the air like his mouth was dry. “Baby you need to stop.”

I hummed a giggle as hips flexed forward, pushing himself deeper in my mouth. The pads of his fingers kneaded against my neck as he slid himself in. My hands crossed his hips, putting pressure on the soft skin of his backside.

“You really need to stop.”

His hips dragged back out, sliding back in just as fast. He kept saying it but did he stop? Nope. I gripped the base, letting my fingers drag lower.

“God Abigail.” he groaned, his chest rising and falling fast.

I could feel him getting closer, swelling with the pressure of the imminent eruption. Gently I massaged him, watching with delight as his eyebrows pressed together, his eyes closed tight. His mouth was slack as his grip on my hair tightened.

“Gonna...”

The growl hardened in his throat as the hot salty slick poured into me. His hips stilled, his fingers slowly sliding to my jaw as a hum of appreciation filled the quiet room.

“God damn it woman.” he whispered with a wicked grin.

Austin looked down at me, sitting on the bed. An eyebrow raised at me as his finger reached out, sliding over the edge of my shoulder. He held out his finger, a thin trail of white slid down it.

“So messy.”

I grinned as I swiped his hand, sinking his finger into my mouth. Slowly I dragged it back out, sucking on it as I pulled it out.

“Your turn.”

He knelt before me, pushing my legs to the edge of the bed so that they were hard up against my thighs. Exposing me in such a way turned me on like crazy, one slip of that tongue and I'd surely be done.

“No further than leaning on your hands.”

I tilted back slightly, enjoying the view as he kissed along my thigh. His eyes greedily watched as my chest rose with anticipation. When he couldn't take it any longer his lips were on my breast, lashing with his tongue and sucking the nipple into mouth. As he voraciously kissed my breasts his fingers delved deep into me.

I was so close. The devil in him surely knew it when he pulled his fingers out, wickedly sucking on them. He lowered, smacking his lips with anticipation. With one swirl of his tongue on my clit was already whimpering the moan. Over and over again he circled, he sucked, he lapped and licked. If I looked away or closed my eyes, he'd stop.

“Austin.”

The tone of my voice was begging him, hoping that he wouldn't stop this time.

“Open.” he growled against the skin, his eyes pinned to me.

I nodded as my body heaved with the orgasm that was about to hit me. As his tongue circled again I let go, unable to keep my eyes open any longer I closed them and enjoyed the glory of this man's tongue. Surely this was the reason we had them. To pleasure a woman. They held no other purpose, I am certain. We don't need to taste or to talk. Just to tongue fuck.

“You.” He kissed the apex of my thighs

“Closed.” Another kiss on my navel.

“Your.” This time on the ribs.

“Eyes.” The valley between my breasts.

His heated breath was against my lips, his eyes wide with wicked delight. I could feel him pressing against me, begging for entry.

“Bad girl.”

I gasped as he pushed into me, his hands pressed into the bed and holding my hips in place. We kissed hard and desperate, muffling my constant moans. I wrapped my arms around his neck ensuring that he didn't stop the kiss. The sound of sex was incredible, I loved the hard slap of skin against skin.

Austin was moving faster, slowly lowering me to the bed. He broke from the kiss and found his way to my neck, nuzzling the skin. The heavy panting warmed my skin, it quivered as my body surged with another orgasm. As I cried out I gripped his back hard, somewhere in my overbearing euphoria Austin had settled onto my body.

His whole body heaved in and out with the exertion, a heavy sigh escaped him and washed across my neck. I wrapped my arms around him and grinned.

“Shit.” he gasped and got off my body in a panic.

“What?”

I began to freak out, thinking there was a spider on the bed or something.

“I forgot the condom.”

“Oh. Well lucky you.” I held my arm out to show my inner arm. “Got an implant.”

Austin groaned as he rolled his eyes, flopping onto the bed on his back.

“You need to tell a man those kind of things.”

“You need to remember the condoms.”

I got up from the bed and padded across the room to the bathroom. Lavish wouldn't cover this room. It had black stone floor tiles, a matte version ran up the walls. In the first section there was a double basin vanity with a mirror that spanned the entire distance. On the other wall was a shower. Not the dinky white metal trough shower, no this was like a room. The floor stepped down, rough tiles spanned the entire shower floor. In the center was a shower head that was a long rectangle shape.

We were definitely going to have sex in there. I continued to the next section, completely stunned. To the right was a half wall and behind that was the toilet. To the left was an enormous white freestanding bath that sat in front of floor to ceiling window with that same incredible view. The toilet had a half wall so that it didn't obscure the view. Crazy.

When I was done draining Austin's forgetfulness, I found him still on the bed but under the sheets. Waiting for me. Swoon. He was resting against the headboard with the sheets pooled around his waist. It was a magical view of his fine body and tattoos. I felt like tracing my fingers over them, learning about each and every one of them. Wanting to know why he got them, what they meant.

But that looked like it would be a job for another day, he looked tired and in need of sleep. After the past couple of days, I'd say he needed a holiday.

“Your toilet has a view.” I grinned as I climbed under the sheet.

“Our toilet.”

He slid down the bed and pulled me into his arms.

“Austin, don't be ridiculous.”

“I'm not. What you fail to understand is that if you aren't in my life then I wouldn't want to be here. Our home. Now go to sleep.”

I closed my eyes thinking that he might have been watching but I did not find sleep for a long time. His words had me worried. He'd fall hard if we ever broke up. It was a concerning thought.

Chapter Seventeen

I had spent the day shopping with Heather and Eden, buying everything from the dress for the wedding to the outfit that I was going to be wearing tonight. What could I say about tonight? Well tonight was the joint hens and bucks night, we were going to some rave at an abandoned industrial warehouse on the other side of town. Curtis didn't want to go to a strip club nor have some woman turn up at a house to dance for him, apparently that was boring. His idea of a good night was spending it with his friends and with Frankie and after a quick vote everyone decided on this place.

During the shopping expedition I'd stupidly taken a call from my mother. I never knew if she was going to scold me for something or lavish me in motherly love. Even during a call the mood could change in an instant. We discussed Austin and I visiting them, it had been planned for next week. The conversation shifted to the fans that had been hanging around their house, hoping that they might get a glimpse of Austin.

Because somewhere along the way the fans had found out that we were going to visit them. My parents weren't impressed. I listened to my mother complaining about how they had trampled her flower bed, broke the letterbox and played Austin's music far too loud. They'd had to put up a fence when one of the fans broke through the police barricade and knocked on the front door. After that I got to listen to the complaints about the unsightly and extremely temporary fence that adorned their once pretty front yard. Yep, the conversation had gone well.

The limo pulled up a few steps away from the front entry of the rave so as not to draw attention to us. I wasn't sure how well that idea was going to work considering that the front of the place was packed with people waiting to get in. It was a wide and tall metal structure, through the holes in the roof and the walls I could see the flashes of colored light pulsating with the beat. Evan and Jaxon were first out, jostling their way along the foot path. Curtis, Frankie and Fraser were next out, soon followed by Eden. Yes, the poor thing was here. Made to suffer a night of booming music and hot, sweaty people dancing too close to each other. I don't know if she actually wanted to be here or not, Eden was a hard person to figure out. She was a closed book, more closed off than Austin.

Austin and I stepped out of the limo, walking along the path to the wire gates at the entry. Two large men were standing at the gates, checking everyone over. This wasn't just about age, this was about all sorts of things that could be brought in here. They called the rave summer nights because the heat in this place was like a hot summers day. The place was packed, dark except for the neon strobe lights that were darting across the room. Dancing bodies filled the center, it looked like there was a thousand people here. At the far end of the room was the long stage, a DJ set up in the center with another person to one side. Austin gripped my hand tight, leading me into the thick of the dancing crowd.

We made our way through the swaying crowd, finding a small gap about a third of the way in. Austin pulled me to his body, his hands going straight to my backside.

“Mm, leather.” he purred in my ear.

I had bought little leather pants after hearing that we were going to a rave. Figuring that it would be hot and crowded I wanted something that would be cool in the fashion sense and in the not passing out from heat exhaustion sense. Oh, and let's not forget the upskirt perverts. Eden had found a pair of knee high boots that were awesome, she insisted they were the ideal pairing along with a fluorescent pink crop top. Austin was delectably shirtless, just a pair of long loose black pants.

The beat thumped loudly around us, bodies writhed against each other. Sweat slicked bodies groped and danced, kissed and lost clothing. It was a sea of skin, neon lights and pitiful lighting. I could feel a pair of hands find my hips as Austin rested his on my shoulders, a wicked grin slipping across his lips. The body drew closer as we swayed to the beat, the firm grip was strong but not overdone. Austin's arms slid off my shoulders, his hands grasping them to turn me around.

I stared in shock, no wonder he was smiling. She was in a pair of shorts and nothing else. Okay so she might have had a whole lot of glow in the dark neon body paint and glitter but it was still really obvious that she was rather topless. Her hips continued to move against mine, her hands returning to their spot that was gripping the leather clad flesh. Her hair was like a white blonde, probably a bob length that was now styled into a Mohawk and colored in patches. I got over my shock and laid my arms over her shoulders, earning a broad smile from the unknown naked neon woman.

Austin nuzzled at my neck, his hands gripping my breasts. As his body moved with mine I could feel him press against my backside. His fingers slid over my back, slowing at the clasp before continuing on. I grinned as I pressed myself into his body, his fingers slid under the material of my crop top.

“Do it.” the woman widened her eyes. “Be free.”

I could feel Austin chuckle against the skin of my neck as I reached around to remove the top, folding it into one side of my shorts. The woman wiped the neon colors on her body, caking her fingers in whatever it was that she was covered in. She then ran the colors over my chest and breasts, continuing down my stomach. Over and over again she colored me, ensuring she got lots of coverage on my breasts. When she was done trying to pretend she wasn't coping a feel she moved closer which really wasn't that much considering we were already tightly packed. Her body writhed against mine, spreading the color over the two of us in a blur of messy neon.

Through the crowd I could see Jaxon sinking back a beer, walking like he was a chicken. Crazy. He saw us and moved straight to us and as much as I tried, I couldn't get the top back on in time. Okay so I wasn't an idiot, I figured that they had all seen the lagoon pictures but that was different. This is real life and suddenly I was regretting removing my top... again. But he acted like he didn't care, instead he danced behind the naked neon woman, enjoying a free feel of her body.

Austin turned me back to him, pulling me tight to his body as we continued to dance. I wrapped my arms around his neck as we kissed. It was desperate but it was perfect. His hand pulled my leg over his, bringing me tight to his body. Heat surrounded us, our bodies dripping long neon lines.

It felt like there was no one else here, even though there were bodies crammed tight against us. Everyone flowed with the beat, a seamless movement that continued from one song to the next. Austin kept his hand on my leg, ensuring it stayed in the right spot, the other was on the small of my back. He was in such a playful mood, nipping kisses on my lips, sometimes on my neck.

My fingers twirled in a wet strand of hair that had been sitting at the edge of his shoulder, sliding through the mess of neon that I had rubbed over his chest. With a grin he pulled out my top and helped me back into it. We weaved our way through the crowd to the far wall where there was a long makeshift bar set up. Austin grabbed two bottles of water and led me to the far end, long bench seats lined the walls, stools and small tables were set up in front of them. Evan was chatting to a couple of women, giving us the rock star tip of the chin as his hello.

He was a little more dressed than Austin, Evan had actually figured out what a shirt was. Not that it was much of a shirt. He had a woman on either side of him and two on stools in front of him, all vying for his attention. Lucky boy. Austin sat down and caught their attention, instantly his hand reached for mine and he pulled me onto his lap.

It was a little quieter here, not by much though. At least we could talk and hear each other. Though I wasn't sure if that was a good thing. Having to listen to the women and their suggestions to Evan was a little blah. I was waiting for him to mention the limo out the front and watch them giggle as they follow him out for a little back seat fornication.

Austin frowned and pulled his phone out of his pocket, then looked up at me.

“What's wrong?”

“I just got an email saying the flights were canceled.”

“Yeah, I got Eden to cancel them. We aren't going home now.”

Confusion crossed his face as he put his phone back into his pocket.

“Why not?”

“Too much going on.” I shrugged. “I spoke with my parents yesterday, we agreed that us going there wasn't a good idea.”

“What do you mean wasn't a good idea?” the frown deepened as he turned on the seat, setting me beside him. “Don't you want to go and see your parents?”

“Yeah but..”

“Or is it me that's the problem here?” he interrupted.

“Don't be ridiculous.”

“Wasn't that the whole idea of the challenge? To find the one guy that you'd never take home to your parents and now you're backing out of going there. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out Abigail.”

Evan widened his eyes as he drank his beer, slowly turning away and escaping the argument that was increasing by the second. I hated the fact that Austin had somehow found out about the challenge. He wasn't pissed about the challenge itself but rather the concept that he'd be the one that I'd never introduce to my parents.

“You know what, it's fine. I guess I don't need to meet your parents.”

Austin dumped his water onto the table and pushed his way into the crowd. I groaned at his easily crushed and volatile emotions. As I weaved through the crowd I saw him walking out into the car park, the night air was crisp and shined with thousands of stars. It was a truly glorious sight.

“They are coming here.”

“What?” Austin span around on his feet to look at me.

“They agreed that life for you and I was a little hectic at the moment, you more so than lazy pants me so they said they would come here. That is why we are not going to see my parents, they are coming to see us.”

He engulfed me in a hug, long muscular arms wrapping around me and crushing me against his chest.

“Could you not have said that?”

“I tried to, you interrupted me.”

Austin pulled me out of his grip, pausing for a moment then he let out a little chuckle. One finger wiped over my cheek and then held out in front of him, covered in neon muck. It was more of a rainbow swirl that was starting to tinge an unsightly greyish color.

“Did you really think that I wouldn't want you to meet my parents?”

He shrugged, probably wishing that he hadn't reacted so adversely.

“I told you that I loved you, you've opened your world to me and yet you think that these mean nothing to me. Sure there's hesitation in this situation but that's got nothing to do with who you are, it's about my parents going absolutely ape shit at me for dropping out of university.”

Among other things that they're going to go crazy at. Naked photos. Ignoring their phone calls for the first few days. Not telling them about anything that's been really going on in my life for the past few months. The list has been growing and I really could do with a brick wall to thump my head against.

I took his hand and laced our fingers together.

“If they can't accept who I love then that's their bad luck, not ours. I'm not going to walk away from you, this past week has been the best I've ever had even with the bad parts. Why would I walk away from my happy place that holds my favorite person? Do I look like I'm that silly?”

“Well you are kind of covered in glow in the dark paint.”

With a lot of indignation, I folded my arms over my chest and pouted. Austin chuckled and stooped over, I shrieked as he picked me up, put me over his shoulder and took me back into the rave.