Since I Saw Him Last: A Gary Barlow Fanfic

Chapter Forty Three

RINGGGGG. The doorbell made me jump. Gary is always on time. Not a minute early, not a minute late. I opened the door to see my gorgeous boyfriend dressed in grey jogging bottoms and a royal blue sports top. "Hey, dressed down a bit today aren't we?" I giggled as I gave him a peck on the lips. Gary pulled me forward to give me a warm embrace. "Yes, I am." His smile was wide, "Is that your suitcase? Give us it here." He walked into the hallway, grabbed my suitcase and walked over to the car. Tony stepped out to take my case from Gary and placed it in the boot. "We all set? You've not forgotten anything?" Gary urged. "Nope." I answered as I picked up my handbag, threw it over my shoulder and locked the door behind me. I'm going to miss my house. I jumped into the car and Tony sped off.

"How's your week been Gary?" I asked. "Yeah, good. I'm pumped for these shows. On tour, it's where I belong." He placed his hand over my thigh. "I'm so glad you're coming with me. It's been a while since I've had a girlfriend on tour. It's great being on the road with the boys but I really miss having someone next to me." I glanced over at him. He'd trimmed his beard again. He hadn't styled his hair but he looked just as hot. "I can't believe this is happening. I bought tickets to this tour thinking I'd be queuing up for hours just to get to the front. I'm so grateful that I don't have to." Gary chuckled, "Our fans are dedicated." I nodded, "I still keep pinching myself. I'm the luckiest girl in the world, to hang out with you backstage and see you live every night." I tried to compose myself. "Oh, but you'll get to do so much more than that." He winked at me as he squeezed my thigh. "I know, I'm a little bit used to that now. But since we've been dating, I haven't actually seen you perform live in front of your fans. It's going to be pretty special. I won't apologise for fangirling!" I laughed. Gary removed his hand from my thigh and held his hand in mine. He kissed my hand softly. He looked up with a cheeky smile. "Mmm. I'd love to see you go crazy over me." My body tingled. I didn't know if it was what he'd said or the way he'd said it but all I kept thinking about was his tongue licking me softly down below. I snapped out of my daydream. "How long's the drive?" I asked. Gary licked his lips before he answered. I ached between my legs. "Should be no more than two hours." Damn. If only this car had a screen to separate us from Tony...

I had a snooze curled up on the backseat. Gary offered me his lap as a pillow. I felt awkward lying down in front of Gary in such a way. I could sense, even with my eyes closed, that he was watching me sleep. He'd stroke my hair at times or caress my arm. It's quite sweet of him really. Gary leant his head nearer to me and whispered in my ear, "We're here." I swivelled my body around and sat up. "Oh God, I feel groggy." I yawned. "Don't worry. You won't bump into anyone now. Our room is already sorted. We can go straight up." Gary edged to the end of the seat, turned his head and nuzzled me in the neck before kissing it. "Let's go." Tony had already taken our cases out of the car and wheeled them into the hotel's reception. "There you are Gary. Good luck for the tour." Tony nodded at Gary. "Thanks Tony. You have a safe trip back. I'll give you a call if I need anything. See you in about four weeks." Gary shook Tony's hand and I waved goodbye. "Bye Tony." I said.  I turned around to see Gary wheeling both our cases through to the hotel's lounge area. A man dressed in black and wearing dark wayfarers stood up, "Hey Gaz, your room keys are here." The man handed Gary a set of keys. "Steve, the other boys turned up yet?" Gary asked him. "Nah, you're always the first. You know that. The rest of the crew, most of them are here, think they're already out and about. They're meeting back here at about 8pm." I couldn't tell whether Steve was looking at me under those dark sunglasses. "Right, we're off. Thanks for that Steve." Gary winked at Steve before heading towards the lift. Gary pressed for the 5th floor, the doors closed and we ascended. 

The hotel room reminded me of the Portrait hotel's room. I recollected the moments we shared during our weekend away, I hadn't had a more perfect time with Gary. It was the most enchanting trip I'd ever been on. Gary had put such effort into making it an exceptional getaway for the both of us.  I hoped this was a premonition for good things to come. I'd seen the boys live in the past. It turned me on to see Gary so enthusiastic about his music, his career, his life. I wanted to immerse myself in his passion, it would make every private encounter here with him all the more sweeter. Gary Barlow, the man, the singer, the songwriter, would be sharing his most intimate moments with me. I didn't know how these next four weeks would turn out but I did know that whatever happened, if it was pure bliss or stormy weathers, I'd never give it up. I'd never give him up. Never.

I was woken from my reverie. Gary wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me close. He planted a soft kiss on my lips. I lost myself in his kisses. His tongue protruded my mouth. My nails dug deep into his back as we kissed. I wanted him. I wanted his tongue to travel all over my body. Gary placed his hand between my legs and started stroking firmly whilst still kissing me. I'm sure Gary can sense what I want from him. He started undoing my jeans, he broke away from our kiss and pulled them down. "Let's take these off." He bent down, removed my panties and started kissing me down below. I held my hands on his head. Fuck, Gary. After a few moments he took me by the hand and he laid on the bed. "I want you to sit on my face." I was stunned by his words. "Gary!" I couldn't believe how crude he sounded. "Don't be shy. I can tell you want it." Gary's nasty. He let go of my hand and rested his hands behind his head. "Natasha, don't be self-conscious. I know you want my tongue deep in you." Gary licked his lips and then bit down on his bottom lip. His stare was intense. "Come on, I want to taste you." He huffed. I could tell his patience was wearing thin. He sat up a little, took me by the hand and yanked me on the bed. Gary grabbed my hips and lifted me over his head. I positioned myself over his mouth. I could feel his warm breath tickle. Gary grabbed my behind as he gave me soft licks over my clitoris. Eventually, his tongue travelled further downwards. I started to relax into it. His licks still spanned the same breadth but they were firmer. Gary removed his right hand from my behind. He lifted two fingers to my face. I licked his fingers before taking them in my mouth. "Mmm." I sounded. I wish I could have his cock in my mouth instead. He removed his fingers from my mouth. His hand wandered underneath me. I elevated myself a little and he inserted both fingers into me. I murmured, "Gary." I grabbed hold of his hair and started tugging at it. His fingers penetrated slowly yet deeply, all the while, his tongue still wide and firm over my weak spot. I could feel my body heat up as my breathing started to increase. Gary's fingers gathered more momentum and his tongue moved faster but still just as firm. I closed my eyes, still tugging at his hair. I became breathier, my murmurs turned into moans. My body pulsated and my thighs quivered until I erupted. I let out a raucous moan as the sexual frustration flowed from my body. As my orgasm started to subside, my body calmed. I just wanted to topple onto the bed beside him. Gary pulled out his fingers but still licked softly over my clit. "Ah, Gary. Stop! It tickles!" I started giggling. He placed his hands on my hips, lifted me off and placed me on the bed next to him. I collapsed in a glistening mess. I'm completely satisfied. Gary turned his body towards me. He kissed me deeply. "I knew you'd enjoy that." He winked as he pulled away from our embrace. My body felt at ease. I closed my eyes with a grin. "Very pleased with yourself." Gary laughed as he climbed off the bed. I reached for a cushion and threw it at him. "Hey, that's not nice. I won't be treating you in future if that's how you're going to behave." I smouldered at him. I love when Gary's all bossy and commanding. There was a knock at the door, I sat up startlingly. "You just gonna sit there? Put your jeans back on or go into the bathroom." Gary said with his hands on his hips. His smile was crooked. I fetched my knickers and jeans from the floor, I dressed myself as fast as I could. I looked into the mirror that overlooked the bed and saw the state of my hair. I frantically patted it down and tried to remove the tangles. Gary shook his head as he laughed. "You ready?" he raised his eyebrows. Gary opened the door to Howard and Mark. Howard's face was cool yet Mark couldn't help display a wide grin. "Come in guys." Gary invited the boys into our room. "Hello Tasha, long time it's been. How are you?" Mark rushed over to me and gave me the warmest hug. Mark looked so sweet and innocent. It made me feel dirty knowing what Gary was doing to me just minutes before the boys knocked on the door. Howard walked in after Mark. He approached me hesitantly. "Come here Howard, how are you?" Howard hugged me but not as tightly as Mark did. I looked over Howard's shoulder to see Gary's face. He was trying his best not to react. "Guys, you wanna go over to the lounge area? I'll pour us some drinks." Gary said before charging over to me. "Don't worry about me." He whispered. "I love you." He kissed me on the forehead as he pulled me by the hand into the lounge area.