Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Ten

The next few days went so slowly, i went to work on the tube and Amanda dropped me home again. I couldnt wait to see Gary on wednesday, the truth was i missed him. A lot. Its weird considering we only spent a weekend together, but i do, i do miss him. I miss his personality, the sex -obviously! But just hes presence as well, its been a while since ive been with a guy like that, it was nice.

However, Wednesday came round soon enough and now here i am, stuck in M&S in my lunch break, deciding what food to cook for the one and only Gary Barlow tonight. What if he doesnt like it? In the end i decide to play it safe with lamb chops and roast vegetables. I settle for the most expensive bottle of wine i can fine and then thats it. Im good to go.
Amanda drops me home again after work, i race in and check the time. 5:38pm. Okay.
Garys is coming at half seven which means ive got just enough time to jump in the shower and get changed before sticking the food in.

At exactly half seven theres a knock on the door, ive got butterflys at the thought of seeing him again, its ridiculous im like a school girl!
" 'Iya," Gary grins, standing in the doorway with a bottle of wine. He looks amazing in his pale blue shirt. The top two buttons are undone again and i can see his chest. Oh my god hes hot. "You look lovely." He adds with a smile. Ive not gone dressy, just my jeans with a loose fitting chiffon top. Gary steps inside and kisses my cheek. His touch, as always, leaves my skin tingling.
I lead Gary through the living room where we sit and talk for a while, he tells me about Take That, about how he copes with the press, that kind of stuff. Then he asks me about my life, and actually seems pretty interested.
When i present him with the lamb chops his eyes light up like a little kid at Christmas, i laugh as i take my seat opposite him.
"This is so good." He smiles. "Oh my God! Where did you learn to cook like this?" He likes it! Thank fuck. I just tap my nose in response, i wont tell him i cheated and brought it from Marks & Spencer's, that would just ruin the fun wouldn't it?
After we've finish we stay seated for a while, just talking. I want to touch him again, I cant pay attention to anything hes saying hes just too beautiful. I need to touch him. I slip my bare foot up along his leg. He stops mid sentence, but i carry on slowly, carefully up to his knee then back down the other side. Gary narrows his eyes at me but i just grin in response.
"Dessert? I smile, collecting the plates and rising from the table.
"Hmm." Gary does his lop sided grin thing. Holy hell. "It depends what youve got really?"
"Oh im sure we could find you something."
"You reckon?"
"Yeah." I smile sweetly at him before taking the plates into the kitchen. I shove them quickly into the sink.
"SHIT." I breathe as i turn around. Gary is stood millimetres away from me, i can feel his breath as he speaks.
"Hmm," He grins again, running his hands down to my hips. "I quite like the look of this..."
I beam up at him and wrap my arms around his torso, griping the fabric of his shirt slightly. "Its all yours if you want it?"
"I do want it." Gary murmurs, his face so close to mine i can nearly feel his soft stubble against my cheeks. Tentatively i reach up, planting a gentle kiss on his jaw bone. Without a word, i gab his hand and lead him up the stairs. Once we're in the bedroom, i turn to Gary once more.
"Good enough for you?" I smile.
"Libby, the kitchen work top would have been good enough for me." He grins back, taking a step closer to me he reaches for the button of my jeans and slowly twists it undone. I do the same to his shirt buttons, one by one, ever so slowly.
"I've missed you these last few days you know?" He says, slipping my jeans to my ankles, naturally i kick them off. Hes missed me. Gary Barlow has missed me.
"I've missed you too." I whisper, its all i can manage as i reach the last button on his shirt, i push it off his shoulder, making contact with his skin. I run my hands down his toned chest to the waistband of his jeans and i cant help but notice a satisfying bulge. I grin up at him as i begin to undo them. He just smiles back as he lifts my top up and over my head.
"Did you mean what you said? The other day- in the studio?" Gary murmurs. I can feel him now, hard against my thigh, the fabric of his boxers pulled taught. I try my best to ignore it for now.
"What did i say?" I ask, slightly confused.
"That you loved me." Garys hands are back on my bare hips, his lips leaving a trail of sweet kisses along my shoulder. I wrap my hands around the top of his back. Did i? Did i mean that? Do i mean that? I pause for a while, dragging my hands up and down Garys bare back.
"Yes," I whisper eventually. "I think so."
Gary lifts his head and grins at me, but i can ignore the bulge pressed against my thigh no longer. Quickly i drag down his boxers so they fall to his ankles and he springs free. Woah!
"Bitch!" He laughs and then he does the same to me. I squeal as he hold me close and unhooks my bra, that too drops to the ground.
I pull Gary down onto the bed as our lips attach again, his tongue slips over my lips and into my mouth, his hands travel down to my thighs as he lifts me up, higher onto the bed. I wrap my arms around his neck, twisting my fingers into hair, moaning softly onto his mouth.
And then all of a sudden he thrusts himself inside of me, filling me. Holy Fuck! I bite down hard on Garys bottom lip to muffle my load moans at the feeling. I feel him harden again still inside of me as he murmurs something i cant quite make out.
Then hes moving, quickly, thrusting himself into me, hard. We groan in unison at the wonderful feeling as Gary continues to move, faster still. I close my eyes as i feel my body begin to build, climbing higher and higher until i know i cannot hold on any longer.
"Gary..." I moan as he continues to thrust himself mercilessly into me. I know i cant take much more, im so close now...
Then i let go and my body is spiralling out of control, i dig my nails into Garys back as i scream for him. "GARY!" All i can do is ride my orgasm. He too finds his release and once again spills himself inside of me, groaning my name before his body crashes back down onto mine.
The room is silent once again apart from the sound of our out of sinc breaths and gasps for air.