Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Fifty Five

  "Well." Gary breathes once we're back in the car. "She fucked that one up didn't she?"
"Yea," I smile against the window. "Kinda glad she did though."
"You happy?" Gary drops one hand onto my knee, stroking slightly with his thumb.
"No Gary." I raise my eyebrow at him. "Its a boy. I don't want it anymore, can we get rid of it please?"
"Do you have no heart?" He smirks, tapping his fingers on my knee as we pull onto a carpark.
"No." I grin at him as I unfasten my seat belt. "You stole it."
Gary laughs loudly, shutting the car door and walking over to me. "Now that, was cheesy."
"Forgive me." I smirk, reaching up and kissing his cheek as we begin walking.

"Come on you." Gary grins, dragging me into an expensive looking dress shop.
"Gary, i dont want an expensive dress..." I mutter, "Just one that fits would be fine..."
"Oh come on Baby." He smiles. "Its not like i cant afford it."
"No need to brag..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing darling." I smirk, browing through some evening dresses.
"In case you've forgotten..." Gary comes behind me, resting his chin on my shoulder. "You had plenty dresses that fitted this morning, you just had a paddy because you wanted to wear the black one."
"Alight, alright." I smack his chest playfully. "No need to keep reminding me."
"You should be ashamed Libby. It was a very childish thing to do." He bites the inside of his cheek trying desperately not to laugh.
"You're a prick Gary. You know that right?" I hiss, shoving a royal blue dress into his hands.Gary drops his jaw and pretends to be shocked.
"You cant say that in here!"
"Nobody heard you idiot!"
"But its naughty Libby." Gary pouts like a school boy, i just roll my eyes at him as i take the dress out of his hands. "Dont roll your eyes at me, okay?"
"You what?" I smirk to myself as i brows through another set of dresses. Hes in such a playful mood today, i like it.
"Dont roll your eyes at me."
"Why nod?" My back is towards him so i roll my eyes again as i pick out a long pale pink dress.
"I can see you." Gary deadpans, taking the dress from me. "Stop it."
"Why?" I laugh, making my way over to the fitting rooms.
"Because it does thinks to me." He follows me closely, his arm against my back. I roll my eyes again -accidental this time i swear.
"You waiting here while i try things on or waiting outside the fitting room?" I turn to him.
"Im waiting in the fitting room." Gary winks, i think the shop assistant is a little taken aback. She only looks about twelve.
"No your not, you pervert." I chuckle, stepping into a fitting room. "Ill call you if i need you. Dont go wondering off will you?"
"Spoil sport." I hear Gary mutter as i close the door on him.

I slip out of my clothes and into the royal blue dress first. Its okay i guess, but i dont really know if its what i want. Its a little too posh i think, and it doesnt quite sit right. Silently i step out of it and slide into the pale pink one. I zip it up as far as i can at the back, but i cant get it all the way up.
"Gary?" I call. I think hes in the dressing room before the word is actually out of my mouth.
"What?" He grins when i furrow my brow at his childishness.
"Nothing.." I shake my head with a smile. Hes being all cute, i dont think i can love him anymore. "Can you just zip this up for me please?"
"Sure." He smiles, pulling the zip all the way up, skimming my bare back with his fingers slightly. Hes done it on purpose. Bastard. "I like this one." He smiles, resting his chin on my shoulder and his hands on my hips as i look in the mirror. "You look beautiful."
I smile into his cheek. "You think?"
"Yea." He smiles, pecking me below the ear.
"Sorted then." I smile, "Can you unzip it for me?"
"Can we have sex please?"
"Excuse me?" I shoot round to face him, but hes already unzipped the dress and its fallen down.
"Come on Libby. I know you want to." Gary places his hands on my hips and walks towards me so i hit the wall.
"And just how are you so sure?" I smirk, keeping my hands by my sides.
"Because i turn you on Baby..." He grins against my neck, actually i think hes laughing.
"You. You're an arrogant prick arnt you?" I cant help but smile.
"Yes." Gary bites down on my neck and i whimper in pain before he kisses over it. "What do you say then?"
No. I cant. Not here. Not in the fitting rooms of some ridiculously posh dress shop. But i want him...too much. And he wants me, i can feel that much... I dont know.Dont be fucking stupid Libby. Get the dress and go home!
"Provided you'll buy me the matching shoes?..." I bite my lip as i reply.

Before i have the chance to say anything else Gary has unfastened my bra and flung it across the fitting room. He slides his hands down my body, but doesnt take off my pants. He carries on biting my nek softly all the time. I reach for his waistband and slip the button undone. Gary lets out a loud moan. Prick!
"Gary shut the fuck up!" I half hiss half laugh as i drag his trousers down along with his boxers.
"OH. Oh Libby! I shit Lib!" He practically shouts again.
"Gary!" I try not to laugh, but its too funny. "Do you want to get kicked out of here before you come?!" I smirk. Gary pulls away from me and widens his eyes.
"No. Good point. You better make me come quickly then hadnt you?" He smirks with an evil glint in his eye as he grabs my hand and wraps it round his erection. I roll my eyes at him. Oops!
"I told you to stop doing that!" He hisses as i tighten my hand around him, leaning back against the wall so i get a full view of him.
"No. Im making you come first so i think ill decide whether i role my eyes or not thank you." I smile, taking his length in both my hands and stroking it. Gary doesnt reply and only whimpers in response.

I tighten my one hand around him and begin to move at a steady pace. Gary drops his hands onto the wall above my head with a low groan, making me jump, but i carry on, fisting his length quickly.
"Oh. Oh shit Libby." Gary chokes, "Lib-Fuck im gonna come. Stop!"
I ignore him completley as i feel him harden further in my hand with his impending release. I carry on moving my wrist until i hear his low moan and watch as he shoots his load onto my stomache.
He leans against the wall panting for a while before standing straight and pulling up his trousers.
"Excuse me?" I raise my eye brow at him "What are you doing?"
"Paying for this dress." He deadpans. "What does it look like? Get your clothes on and meet me outside."
THE BASTARD! The dirty bastard!
"Oh." He breathes against my ear as he goes to leave. "And thats for rolling your eyes at me."