Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Eleven

I stir awake before my alarm the next morning, pulling the duvet back up to my chin i turn over, nestling my head back into the pillow. Holy Shit! Once again, im taken by surprise as i see Gary Barlow sleeping next to me. Will i ever get used to this? I notice im only wearing his blue shirt, but all i remember is dragging it on after our night of passion to go downstairs and grab my phone, not much after that.
Garys got his back towards me and apart from his boxers hes naked. Hes got a lovely back...Is that weird? Thats creepy isnt it? I cant resist him, i shuffle closer to him, wrapping my arms under his and around his torso. Gary stirs slightly, twisting his neck to look at me.
"Morning." I whisper, i cant help but smile at him, hes so beautiful when he wakes up.
"Oh...hey." He smiles back as he rolls onto his back, wrapping one arm around me, pulling me to his chest.
"Sleep well?"
"Mmm," he nods. "The best."
"Want some breakfast?" I ask, gazing up at him.
"Not unless its you." Garys face is plastered with the cheekiest grin. I grin back at him, i cant help it, its just infectious!
"Well," I start, manoeuvring myself so im lying on top of him, elbows resting either side of his head, propping me up. "I dont have to get up yet..."
"Thats handy..." Gary slips his hands under the back of his shirt and rests is hands on my bum. I grin at him as i feel him grow hard against my stomach. He just shrugs in response. "See what you do to me?" He smiles. I nod slowly, shifting my body to the side slightly.
"I could probably take care of this for you?" I mutter, rubbing my thumb along his erection through the fabric of his boxers. Gary shuts his eyes, his lips parting slightly. I carry on, pressing harder. "Although...we might have to get rid of these?" I move my hand away and tug at the waist band to Grays boxers.
"I agree." Gary chokes, his voice hoarse. Slowly, i drag down his boxers, pushing them to his ankles.
"So," I smile sweetly at Gary. "You want me to take care of this?" I ask, wrapping my hand around his length. A low groan escapes his throat, all he can do is nod. "Talk to me Gary." I say, as i slowly begin to move my hand, up and down along his shaft.
"Yes." He chokes out. One of his hands wraps around my back, his fingers clenched in the fabric of his shirt. I feel him continue to harden in my hand as i begin to move faster. "Shit." He hissed through gritted teeth, his eyes closed again.
"You need to tell me when to stop, okay?" I ask, continuing to move my hand. Gary just nods as yet another groan escapes his lips. I carry on moving my hand, faster and faster along his length. Garys expression remains the same, his eyes closed, mouth open slightly. I feel his fingers digging into my side as i tighten my hold on him, continuing to jerk my hand up and down his shaft.
"Im gonna come Libby!" He hisses again, i pull my hand away whilst i straddle him, and then slowly i ease my self onto him, his length filling me. "Arghh." Gary cries, throwing his head back into the pillow. He grips onto my waist, his fingers digging into the flesh, it hurts a little but i really dont care.
Gradually i begin to move, i watch Gary bite down on his bottom lip as i build up pace. Once more i feel my body climbing, higher and higher as the pressure builds. Gary flexes his hips, pushing himself further inside of me, i let out a loud moan, he holds my hips tightly, guiding me, helping me move. Faster and faster until im close to climax.
I let out a loud moan as we come together, i throw my head back as Gary finds his release, spilling his warm liquid inside of me as i convulse around him. His hands slip down from my waist onto my thighs as i drop my hands onto his shoulders to support myself. I watch as his chest rises and falls with each heavy breath. After a little while he opens his eyes and grins up at me.
"You." he breathes. "You are amazing, You know that dont you?" That lopsided grin is back, Holy hell someone hold me.
"I try my best..." I smirk, running one hand through his golden hair. I hold his gaze, just the two of  us, sat there, staring at each other as we recover from our passionate lovemaking.
We're jolted from our moment by the alarm ringing its way unwelcomingly into the room. I groan, gently i easy my way off Gary and lean over to turn it off.
"I better get up." I pout at Gary, "I'll be late for work. Coming for some real breakfast now?" I smirk, slipping out of bed and straightening Garys shirt.
"You look very hot in that..." He murmurs, smiling softly. "How you getting to work?"
"The tube."
"Ill take you." He smiles, he drags up his boxers before slipping out of the bed himself.
"Are you sure?" I ask, "I dont want to put you out?" I struggle into some underwear.
"Why would you be putting me out?" Gary laughs, coming up behind me and fastening my bra. "I get to spend more time with you." I can practically hear his lopsided grin now. Your insane Libby. Gary kisses the nape of my neck, sending that tingling sensation all the way down my spine. I turn around to face him and twist my fingers in his hair.
"Thank you." I whisper against his mouth as our lips touch again. I bite down gently on Gary bottom lip, he pulls away shaking his head.
"No, no." He holds his hands up laughing. "I cant do this again."
I laugh with him as i drag a red dress out of my wardrobe and pull it on. "Im going to sort my face out." I grin, grabbing my make up bag and heading for the bathroom. "Help yourself to tea, coffee, whatever. Its all in the kitchen."
"You dont need to sort your face out!" Gary calls after me. I can tell hes grinning.
"Yea, well i dont work with you. I work with a group of judgemental bastards. If i dont look the part no-one will talk to me!" I laugh.
"Id still talk to you baby!" Gary calls, i think hes at the bottom on the stairs now.

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An hour later Gary pulls up outside the building. He gets out and takes my hand.
"The doors only there!" I smirk, gesturing to the front of the building. "Im sure i'll manage!"
"Yea, well if your anything like me im not so sure, im still pretty weak kneed after this morning!"
I shake my head at him, trying not to laugh. As we walk up the steps Amanda comes running out.
"Where have you been?!" She asks urgently.
"Woah! Im not that late am i?" I ask, she looks worried.
"No, ive been trying to call you! Where've you been? Somethings happened!"
"Shit, i think ive left it at home...Why whats happened?!" Shes starting to worry me. Amandas eyes dart from mine to Garys, then back to mine. She looks sheepish. "Amanda what is it?" I urge her.
"Libby...Its your Dad." Her voice goes quiet as i feel all the colour drain from my face. Im going to pass out. I grab hold of Garys arm for support.