Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Seventy Two

  "Ignore it." Gary drops his forehead onto mine and looks me in the eyes.
"Are you sure?" I furrow my brow. "Maybe you should get it."
"Its no-one important." He shrugs, dragging his finger tips down my sides. God thats so....distracting.
"How do you know?" I smirk, raising an eyebrow.
"Because im clever. Plus ive got a surprise for you!" Gary jumps onto his feet immediately, leaving my body cold.
"A surprise?" I half laugh, "What is it?"
"A surprise." Gary throws me an exasperated look as he grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet. "Upstairs."
"Gary..." I sigh.
"N-no." I feel him grin as he pushes on my shoulder slightly, willing me to walk. "For once it isnt what you think..."
"How do you know what i was thinking..." I half smirk as i bite my lip.
"Because..." Gary lowers his lips to my ear as he walks my up the stirs. "You're a dirty bitch."
"Excuse me?!" I laugh, "Im not as bad as you are!"
"I never said you we're Baby..." Gary grins as he stops on the landing, its like hes proud of it or something... "Ready?" He smiles.
"Its not a new bed is it?" I frown. What else would be upstairs?
"No..." He breathes out a smile. "You wont guess. Just say you're ready."
I sigh outwardly and try to open my mind. "Okay." I nod. "Im ready."

I gasp loudly as Gary pushes open the door and guides me inside the small room which was once his office.
"Gary..." I breathe. "Its perfect..." Im stood in a baby blue room, with white carpet. The far wall is covered in blue wallpaper, patterned with moons and starts, the other walls are plain blue. At the end of the room there is a huge white cot, and a mobile hanging above it. In front of me there is a white dresser with blue handles, a blue and white mosses basket balanced on top and to the right of me, a tall white wardrobe and matching shelves filled with toys, books, and matching blue boxes. It really is perfect.
"Like it?" I feel Garys hands snake around my waist, distracting me from my thoughts.
"Like it? Gary i love it, its perfect." I chew on my bottom lip as i stand and absorb the room. "When did you do this?" I murmur.
"I didnt." I feel Gary smile against my cheek. "I thought i better get someone else to do it. Especially after what happened the last time we decided to paint a room."
I burst out onto laughter at the memory of the red paint in the studio. "No." I grin. "That didnt really turn out very well did it?"
"Really?" Gary twists me round so im facing him. "I thought it ended extremely well if i remember rightly..."
"Hmm," I raise my eyebrows. "I suppose it could be argued either way..."
"Maybe..." He nods slowly, i can practically feel his stubble on my cheek. I balance my hands against his rock hard biceps. "Or maybe we need to re-jog our memories?"
"Thats a good idea," I smirk, "Possibly the best you've ever had."
"You know it Baby." Gary grins before pressing his lips firmly against mine. I groan suddenly in response and part my lips slightly, allowing Garys thounge to find its favourite place in my mouth as i do the same to him. I reach a hand up and toy with the stubble on his cheeks, as he walks me backwards until my back hits the wall.
"Gary." I choke onto his mouth as his fingers slide down and skim my bare thighs under my nighty.
"Mm-h?" I feel him grin back as he continues to torment me.
"Please!" I whimper pathetically as i move my hands down to the hem of his t-shirt, tugging it up slightly. Gary takes a step back and my body is left cold once more.
"N-n-no." He grins, before closing the distance and resuming the kiss. This time his hands move under my nighty and up to my waist as he takes the nighty with him, up and over my head so im stood there in just my bra and pants.
"Please?" I pout as i tug at the hem of his t-shirt again.
"No." Gary grins again onto my mouth as he unfastens his own trousers and pushes them down along with his boxers. Is he trying to tease me? Or just being awkward?

I feel his erection pressing against my stomach as he takes yet another step forward, pressing our bodies together against the wall. I moan again onto his lips as his long fingers hook under the waist band of my pants and push them down. I kick them off instinctively.
"Legs around my waist." Gary grunts onto my neck, sliding his hands to the back of my thighs, I do as im told and Gary hold me in place firmly. I whimper in anticipation he positions his tip at my entrance. The bastard just grins at me as he slowly, so so slowly eases himself inside a little.
"Gary please!" I choke. He doesnt say anything and instead pushes himself in a littler further. "Gary" I moan again, hes driving me insane and the worst thing is he knows it. "Please Gary!"
"Impatient aren't you?" He raises his eyebrow at me as he pushes himself all of the way in, before stilling completely and making me groan loudly in frustration. "You want me?" He smirks as he begins to suck on my pulse points.
"Yes!" I cry.
"Fine." Without warning Garys pulls all of the way out of me before thrusting himself back inside, but he doesnt start quickly like usual, instead he slowly starts to move his hips so he slips in and out of me slowly
I drop my face into his neck as i feel my stomach muscles clench tightly. I cant take this. He keeps going at a slow and steady pace, filling my to the brim each time he entered me.
"Gary stop!" I choke.
"Stop?" I feel his grin against my ear as he slows down even more. Prick.
"No!" I choke. "More Gary! Please!"
"Well why didnt you just ask?..." He bites down onto my neck as he pounds himself into me, this time not stopping. He doesnt quite fill me each time, but almost instantly im on the brink of orgasm.
My fingers grip the fabric of his t-shirt, which the bastard has left on, as i feel myself draw close.

"Fuck!" Gary hisses through gritted teeth, "Shit! Libby come for me babe!"
I try and hold on, just to get him back for the whole t-shirt, teasing thing. I feel my knuckles go white as i clench mt fists tighter.
"Elizabeth. Come for me." Gary repeats, still slamming himself into me. Right. Thats it, hes certainly not winning now. I bite my bottom lip to try and contain my orgasm. "Fuck!" Gary hisses again. He continues to pound himself into me as he hardens again, before he releases himself, load after load.
I cant hold on anymore. I moan loudly as i find my climax and convulse around Gary, clawing at the bottom of his neck so much that im sure i actually draw blood.
"You." Gary pants as he drops the majority of his body weight against me. "Are a bitch."