Recollections

The Time I Came Home Late

The Time I Came Home Late
(song of the chapter: Cry Baby // Dukes of Daville)

It's just past three in the morning when I finally make it home. All of the lights throughout the apartment are out and I have to keep my arms extended so that I don't bump into anything. I'm careful to keep my movements quiet, not wanting to awaken Austin. Maybe if I hadn't drank so many shots of Fireball with Courtney, this wouldn't be as difficult as it is. Around midnight I had texted Austin and told him not to wait up for me, partly because I wouldn't be home for a while and partly because I was still mad about our disagreement earlier.

The carpet's cushion prevents my heels from making any clicking and I thank heaven that we don't have wood. The door to our bedroom is open, which is odd considering Austin is very particular about keeping it closed at night. His eyes are sealed shut and the sheets are wrapped around him like a cocoon. I'm tempted to climb over and kiss his forehead but I resist, reminding myself that we're still in the middle of a fight. Curse that damned Fireball.

Don't give in this time. Austin needs to learn that he's my equal, not my parent. He can't just tell me what to do and get pissed when I refuse to oblige. I think back to his words earlier this afternoon, he'd demanded that I change out of the red cocktail dress I'd selected to wear to Courtney's bachelorette party tonight. When I asked why, he had no legitimate reason. His reasoning was something revolving around other men and their staring. I'd laughed at his jealousy and tried to ease his nerves by telling him Elena, his sister, would be there but he wasn't having it. Austin claimed the open back to my dress was too inviting and the v-shaped dip in the front was too revealing. Twenty minutes of back and forth bickering later, and I still had the skin tight, thigh length, scarlet dress on. I was getting more aggravated by the second because he was being irrational. When I walked away from him and into the closet, I only added gasoline to the fire by sliding on my, and his, favorite pair of nude heels.

Blinking back to reality, my eyes refocus on him bundled up beneath our comforter. I sit on the edge of the bed and pull one leg up into my lap, starting to unstrap the clasp that's wrapped around my ankle. A thin trail of warmth snakes up my back and electricity ignites within me. Glancing over my shoulder, I see Austin running his hand along my bare skin.

"I was trying not to wake you."

The movements of his hand continue. "How was your night?"

"Good." I vaguely respond and we both fall into silence. Austin sits up in bed, the sheets falling off of him to reveal his sculpted chest, as he scoots closer to me. Both of his hands are massaging my shoulders or pausing to run up and down my back. When I feel Austin's lips press against the back of my neck, I almost give up entirely on the fight.

He groans agains my skin. "You look so sexy in this dress."

My head snaps back to look at him, his blue eyes are shining with amusement. "Oh yeah? Then why'd you want me to change out of it earlier?"

Austin doesn't answer right away. Instead he pulls me back against the matters by the shoulders, and he pulls me higher up on the bed beside him. I want to argue, but my need to stand my ground is faltering.

"That's why I wanted you to change, because you look too sexy in this damn thing." He finally explains, tugging on the tight fitted material.

Annoyance floods through me and I sit up again to take off my other heel. From behind me I hear Austin chuckle. "You're still mad." He states.

When I get the other shoe off, I toss it onto the floor then lay back down. "Well we were still arguing when I left, so why wouldn't I be?" I sassily respond.

"Okay, you win the argument. Tell me about your night." He nonchalantly dismisses our feud from earlier. I'm surprised because that's not at all how I imagined this was going to play out.

There's a stupid smile on my face and Austin's waiting for me to speak. "It was great we ate, danced, and Elena got Courtney a male stripper." When I look over at Austin there's an annoyed look on his face and I realize I just told him about the stripper.

I giggle and kiss him softly on the nose. When I try to pull away, he drapes his hand around the back of my neck and brings me back to him. Our mouths collide and I nip at his bottom lip, begging for access to deepen the kiss. I lay one leg around him and pull myself to lay on top of him without breaking the kiss.

Our lips separate and I hover over Austin. "I can taste the liquor on your breath still." He says, his eyes light. I flash my teeth at him and grind my hips down on his. "Elena drove me home."

His hands grab ahold of my hips and freeze my movements. "You're a little frisky tonight, aren't ya?" He teases and I giggle again. As soon as his hands move from my hips I'm grinding on him again.

"I'm just really turned on right now." I confess through my laughter.

"Yeah? Why's that?" He's smirking at me and I groan. "I don't know baby," I pause. Two can play at this game. "I think it's because there were so many guys at the club, and I was dancing with some of them and wow." I fan myself with my hands, laughing at the expression on his face.

He can tell I'm lying but my words are still driving him insane. He jolts upright and rolls me under him. His face is only inches above mine and I force myself not to pull him down to me. "The hell you were." He growls in the most sexy voice.

"I was and I did that thing you like, you know, where I roll my hips then--" his hand clamps over my mouth preventing me from going on. My tongue darts out and licks his palm and he laughs lowly, resting his forehead against mine.

His hands are gliding up my thighs and towards the bottom of my dress. "Well, too bad for them." He says as his fingers hook around my lace panties and pull them down my legs. "Because I'm the only one who can do this." He finished his statement just as his fingers slide into me without any warning.

I whine and clamp my thighs together but it's too late, he's already pumping his hand in and out. My arms wrap around his shoulders and he rests his face against my chest that's revealed from the low cut dress. His teeth are softly biting the exposed skin and he's sucking hard. I'm already certain there will be a mark there afterwards.

"Austin." I yelp, desperate for him to be inside of me. I don't have to voice my needs, he's already moving his fingers out as I push his shorts down with my feet.

When he pushes into me, I cry out in pleasure. I press him against the mattress and roll on top, taking charge. Austin's hands are getting friendly with my breasts as I roll against him and rake my nails down his exposed abdomen. He keeps moaning my name over and over and I want to answer him but my lips won't part other than to utter the words 'oh god.'

Austin stops both of our movements and tugs on the zipper that runs down my side. Gently, he unzips the dress and tugs it over my head. The clip that was holding my hair up, gets caught on something inside of the dress and I laugh as we both struggle to get the material off of my head. With a sturdy yank, the dress flies off of my head and the hair clip goes with it, sending my hair falling down in cascading waves. Austin's fingers comb softly through my loose locks and tugs on it slightly. I purr in appreciation and wink at him from my hovering position above him.

"Did you just wink at me?" He laughs.

One of my hands reaches out to his face and I trace his bottom lip with my thumb. "Why? Did you like it?"

The muscles in Austin's arm tighten around me and he stares up at me through those thick lashes of his. "A little too much actually."

Feeling brave, I wink at him once more. He groans and rolls me over. His hands grab ahold of mine and he laces our fingers together. My breathing is deepening as I stare up into his deep, blue orbs. His eyes are roaming over my body, exposed only for him. I wrap my legs around him and bat my lashes.

"I love you." I whisper.

His hands tighten around mine and he smiles. "I love you." And with that he plunges back into me, allowing us to enjoy this piece of each other.