Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Seventy One

  When i wake up again im in bed, i presume Gary must have carried up here. I roll over, snuggling further into the mattress to see Gary grinning like a little boy.
"Hey." He smiles, reaching out a finger and pushing a strand of hair behind my ears.
"Ello." I smile, my voice still thick with sleep.
"Im hard." Gary smirks, slipping his hand down onto my thigh.
"No, Gary." I whisper, pushing his hand away gently. No? No?! Libby you did not just say no.
"No?" Gary raises an eyebrow. "Did you just say no?"
"Yes." I smirk, dropping my head into the pillow. "I said no."
"Libby im hard." He pouts at me in protest. "Its uncomfortable..."
"Im sure Nicole will sort it out." I couldn't help but feel mean as the words came out of my mouth, but nor can i help feeling jealous. Gary sighs outwardly.
"Is that why you're in a mood with me? Because of her?"
"Im not in a mood..." I protest.
"You've never said no to me Libby. Theres something wrong, and if that bitchy comment was anything to go by, well then ill presume thats why you're in a mood."
"It wasnt bitchy." I pout back, trying to make myself sound less bad. "Its true. I dare say if you asked her to she wouldnt think twice about throwing herself at you."
"And why would i ask her?" Gary shoots me a puzzled look, im blissfully aware im talking utter bullshit.
"I dont know..." I sigh in defeat, i sound like such an idiot. "Uh, im sorry." I mutter. "Im just jealous..." I duck my head under the duvet quickly to hide my embarrassment.

"Jealous?" Gary smirks as he ducks under the covers to join me.
"Shut up." I smile shyly. "You know i feel threatened by her."
"Do i?" His tone is serious suddenly.
"Yes." I practically whisper. I feel like such a prat.
"I dont understand why you would..." Gary mutters against my wrist as he pulls my fingers to his lips and half kisses them as he speaks. "You know you're the only one i want."
I dont reply. Probably a bad move.
"You do know that dont you Libby?" Gary urges, he sounds hurt more than anything. I remain silent. Gary sighs heavily. "Libby we're having a baby together, we're getting married and you think i dont want to be with you? Libby honestly! I dont understand, dont you think i want to be with yo-"
"N-n-no. No, its not that." I wrap my hand around Garys neck, pulling his head onto my collar bone to stop him ranting. He stops instantly and i feel his muscles relax as he rests against me.
"Its not that." I mutter again slowly, running my fingers through his hair. Garys fingers slide under my t-shirt as he draws light patterns over my bump. "I just dont like the fact that you two have history." I sigh. "Ill get over it, i just feel like she thinks shes still with you..."
"Yea, well shes got Mark now," Gary grumbles against my collar bone.
"I know." I smile slightly onto the top of Garys head and he looks up at me with puppy dog eyes.
"So we're okay?" He stares at me hopefully, my heart melts in my chest.
"Very okay." I grin back.

"Very okay?" Gary raises an eyebrow as he adjusts himself slightly so hes sitting, straddling my knees. "What does very okay mean?" He grins again, pulling the covers back so we're just left lying on the bed.
"I dont know..." I bite my lip to hide my smirk. "You tell me."
"Ive got a couple of ideas..." Gary mutters, slowly lowering his face to mine, until i can literally feel his stubble against my cheek.
"Really?" I raise my eyebrow in response, not bothering to stop the grin consuming my face. "Care to share."
Gary doesnt say anything else, instead he just pushes his lips down onto mine, his hands find their usual grip on my hips. I moan slowly as Gary pushes his tongue through my slightly parted lips. Our tongues collide as they fight for dominance, Gary pulls away slightly and smirks at me.
"Feisty aren't you?"
I just grin in response and pull his lips back down onto mine, twisting my fingers into his hair. A low groan escapes Garys throat as his fingers dig into my flesh. I slide my hands down his back and tug at the hem of his t-shirt. Gary pulls away slightly, allowing my to quickly whip it off over his head before he does the same to me. He stops suddenly and allows his eyes to devour my body before slowly lowering his lips and kissing my bump.

"Cutie." I mouth, i cant help it. Hes adorable.
"Dont call me cute." Gary growls, bringing his lips to my neck as he begins to kiss and suck on my pulse points. "Im not cute."
"You are though." I half groan as he bites down on my neck.
"Cute? Is this cute? Really Libby?..."
I dont have chance to answer before Gary slams his hard length inside me, taking me completely by surprise.
"Fuck!" I cry, "Gary!"
"Take it back." I feel him smirk against my ear as he continued to pound into me, hitting all of the right spots.
"No." I try and hold my ground hoping Gary will ease up, however he never does, he just continues, thrusting himself into my at a fast pace. Its not long before i feel him begin to harden further inside of me.
"Libby." He grunts onto my neck. "Fuck. Fuck, Come for me Libby."
I try and hold on. Just to prove a point, but its no good. I claw at Grays back and scream loudly as i hit my orgasm.
"Yes Libby!" Gary breathes again as he too finds his release, emptying himself inside me, kissing my lips forcefully at the same time, before collapsing to the left of me on the bed, one arm still draped across below my breasts. "Fuck i love you..." I feel his hot breath against my neck and i turn my head to face him slightly.
"Love you more." I whisper.

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Im sitting with Gary in the evening, snuggled up on the settee watching some cheesy movie on TV with a chinese under a blanket. Garys decided to spoil me tonight, so its whatever i want to eat and whatever i want on the TV. Im quite enjoying it actually, but i think Gary feels a little guilty about the whole Nicole thing to be honest.
Im sitting at one end of the settee, my back leaning against the arm with my legs draped over Garys lap.
"Pass me you're wine will you?" I smile at Gary, but he just turns and raises his eyebrow at me.
"No."
"Please," I pout, taking a bite of a prawn cracker.
"No. Libby, you're pregnant, incase you've forgotten?"
I throw him a sarcastic look before i carry on speaking. "No, Gary, ive not forgotten.But i just want a sip. Please?"
"No." Gary mouths, i can see from the glint in hie eye he's enjoying the authority, as per.
"I hate you." I fold my arms in mock annoyance and turn my gaze to the TV.
"Hate away Baby..." I can literally hear Garys smile as he traces his finger underneath my bare foot.
"Fuck you." I giggle, pulling my foot away but he pulls it back quickly and holds it firimly.
"I know you want to, but im going to tickle you first." He grins like a little boy as he works his fingers on the bottom of my foot, moving them slowly up to my waist.
"Gary stop!" I gasp for breath, trying to kick him away but hes too strong. "Gary stop!"
Gary pulls away suddenly when theres a knock at the door.