Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Thirty Five

Gary groans loudly, tipping his head to one side and grinning at me from the sofa opposite my desk. I peer at him over the top of my laptop.
"What?"
"You."
"What do you mean?" I save what work ive done and shut down the laptop, i cant be bothered to do anymore now.
"You, you look fucking sexy like that." Gary smirks, that lopsided grin plastered over his face. I shake my head at him and stand up, slipping back into my shoes and buttoning up the rest of my blouse.
"Come on." I throw Garys coat over his chest, "Lets go, I cant focus after that spontaneous fuck on my desk."
Gary laughs out loud and follows be out of my office, back down the stairs and into the car park.

We spend the car journey home joking, talking, planning the future, that kind of thing. I tell Gary about the doctor and the scan and all the papers she's given me that I'll have to look through when he get back. And I know it shouldn't, but it surprises me that he's interested. By the time we clamber out of the car we've practically got it all sorted, we'll wait a while, a couple of months, before we tell anyone, not even our parents, just invade anything happens, you know....
"Do you know what Lib?" Gary turns to be as he unlocks the front door.
"Whats that Baby?" I grin, I a sickly sweet tone.
"I don't think I've ever been so happy, with my life...I'm so happy right now, and it's because of you." Slowly, he bends down and kisses me gently, tenderly, biting my bottom lip ever so slightly as he pulls away. "I love you." He whispers against my forehead, before turning around and stepping inside.

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In the morning I'm woken by the familiar sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach.Great. Gary isn't in bed, but I think it's fairly late, he's probably working in his studio. Slowly, I gather my bearings and slip out of bed. I pull on my dressing gown and pad along the landing to his studio.
"Morning." I whisper, peering my head around the door. Gary isn't anywhere to be seen. "Gary?" I whisper again. He's not in here. Its then the sound of lashing water comes to my attention. Ah, hes in the shower. Woah, hang on! Hes in the shower...

I slink further down the landing to the main bathroom, i find the door unlocked to i slip inside. Its hot, muggy, like a steam room. The condesation and steam from the hot water makes the room misty. Quietly, i shut the door behind me, ive got no idea what im doing here. What am i doing here? Why dont i just go and get myself some breakfast?!...No, im here now, and Gary Barlow is in the shower right infront of me. Id be an utter fool to turn away and leave wouldnt i eh?
I take another step closer to the shower, letting my dressing gown slip off my shoulders and onto the floor. From where im standing i can just about make out Garys shillouette behind all the steamed up glass, hes got his back towards me, i think.
I take yet another step, edging closer and closer to the shower, my night dress slips down and i step out of it. A low groan escapes through the shower door. What?!
My breath hitches as i realise just why... I squint through the misty glass and confirm what id suspected. Gary has his back towards me, his head resting on the shower door, his arm jerking at a steady rhythm. I feel my pulse suddenly increase, my heart is hammering in my chest with nothing but want, desire and jelousy. I want to hold him too.

I gulp as i wriggle out of my underwear, taking another step forward so im centimetres away from the shower door. If Gary wasnt so caught up in what he was doing he would have noticed i was there, however im not complaining. I can see him clearly now, his eyes are shut tightly, his hand continuing to move. I can see by his chest that he's not that close, his breathing isnt shallow enough. I take a deep breath and pull open the shower door.

"Need a hand?" I whisper into Gary's ear, pressing my front to his back, feeling his hot, wet body against mine.
"Fuck! Libby!" Gary gasps, I made him jump. But before he has chance to stop what hes doing i wrap my hand around his erection. "Fuck, Libby..." He hisses again, this time more in pleasure than surprise.
"Am i not good enough for you Gary?" I mutter as seductively as i can against his neck, however i cant stop the grin over taking my face.
"Libby. Shit." Gary tips his head back against my shoulder as i tighten my grasp, he puts his arms out straight on the wall infront of him to support himself, letting be take over what he was doing.
"Hmm Gary?" I ask again, beginning to move my hand up and down his length. "Am i not enough."
"I was thinking of you....if thats going to make you go any lighter on me." Gary groans, his eyes screwed tightly shut.
"That nice to know." I smirk. "But no, its not going to make me go any easier on you." I feel Gary harden even more as i tighten my grip and begin to jerk my hand faster.
"Libby! Shit! Stop!" He moans loudly and i can tell hes close now. I dont stop, im enjoying this too much even if i wanted to stop. The feeling of being in control is enough for me on this occasion, i dont need anything in return. "Libby! Serious! Fuck, Babe. Im going to come!" He hisses through gritted teeth, his fists clenched tightly against the wall. I continue to move, thrusting my hand along Garys length as fast as i can until i hear him let out a loud moan.
"FUCK. Fuck Libby!" He groans and i feel his warm release against my hand before i see it covering the shower wall. "Libby. Oh God libby!" He mutters as he continues to ride his orgasm,. I wait until i know he has definitely finished before i pull my hand away from him, planting a soft, wet kiss just below his ear.