***Sophie's POV***
I pull in to the house and drive up the driveway to Gary's house, which has basically become our house in the last few days if I'm totally honest with you.
''I really need to head back to my place to make sure that everything is okay'' I mutter to myself, as I pull up the car alongside Gary's sleek black Audi, switch off the ignition and get out of the car.
Taking my bag from the back seat of the car, I double check to make sure that the car is locked and then head towards the stone steps leading up to the house. The door is already open and the smell of Mexican home cooked food hits me straight between the nostrils the second I step over the threshold of the front door. Not even bothering to kick off my heels, I discard my bag and keys on the side before heading down the hall.
''Gary? Where are you? Something smells delici-''
''Hey, babe. You alright?''
I'm stopped mid-sentence as I walk through into the kitchen. Gary is standing there looking absolutely fucking gorgeous as he delicately cradles a glass of red wine between his long, deft and oh so talented fingers, just staring back at me with his trademark 'yes, I know I look amazing' lopsided grin.
Bastard!
''You alright, babe? Have a nice time with Chloe?'' he asks me as if he doesn't even know how much of an effect he is having on me right now when he's looking that fine.
I just about manage to get the words out of my mouth to answer his question before my mind controls my mouth again and we're back to that outfit.
''Yeah, yeah we had a great catch up, but why are you so dressed up, Gary? Are we going somewhere? Did I forget something?'' I ask him slightly flustered, as I open my calendar in my phone and see that tonight is completely free.
A slow and soft chuckle escapes his lips as his head drops ever so slightly at the same time as he shakes his head a little. He raises his head again and the face-splitting grin has taken over his perfect complexion and features.
''No silly. Do you really think that if we were heading out somewhere that I would be cooking food for us? Come on, you're not that ditsy..'' he winks at me before taking the second glass of wine up from the kitchen side and striding confidently over to me.
Handing me my glass of red wine, he slides the now free hand into his trouser pocket and stands proudly, confidently and oh so sexily in front of me. My clit feels like it's about to flood the entire kitchen with just the way he is looking at me, and just as I feel like I have regained some sort of self-control and even a shred of dignity, he raises his glass to lips and takes a slow and sensual sip.
Watching the muscles of his neck work in motion as he swallows the dark red liquid, is all that it takes for me to begin to lose the most minimal amount of self control that I had once I stepped over the threshold of the kitchen door this evening. The noise that escapes my lips is barely even human, but more like a young pupp whimpering when seeing it's owner for the first time that day.
''Oh, God. Shit..'' I whisper, as I feel a shiver ripple through every fibre inside me from head to toe.
His hand flies out from deep inside his pocket, and softly grips the side of my face. Lifting my face slightly to an angle, he makes sure that he's staring deep in to my eyes, almost as if he's staring right in to the deepest corners and caverns of my soul.
'Shit'
''You okay?'' he whispers slowly, before rubbing the pad of his thumb along my cheek, making my clit throb at the sheer contact of his hand against my skin.
He doesn't even need to be doing anything naughty. Just by his sheer touch, he is able to render me an absolute mess and turn me in to pure jelly in his hands. My breathing catches in my throat once more, as I struggle hard to regain any sort of composure or even a shred of dignity as I stand here before him, but how the fuck can I when he is dressed like that?!
''Because it looks like to me, that you're a little flustered...'' he whispers, taking another step closer to me, leaving barely any space in between us now.
''...and to me, you're also way too overdressed and we need to sort that out quickly because I'm barely able to hold myself back any longer''
There's not even any time to argue, or even come up with a response before he lunges forward and captures my lips with his own, in a kiss that is filled with so much fire and passion, and automatically have to widen my stance ever so slightly, just to manage to keep myself upright.
On their own accord, his hands deftly remove the wine glasses from in between our bodies and we are soon sandwiched against each other before we know it. He leans further in and takes my lips in his, capturing the moment in a perfectly romantic kiss that genuinely takes my breath away and almost makes me buckle at the knees. His hands instinctively grasp on to my waist to keep me upright; something that I internally thank him for, otherwise I would just end up in a heap on the floor.
The kiss lasts for a mere few seconds more, before he breaks the kiss leaving us both gasping for air.
''Before we go any further, and believe that we will be going further, I need to do the most awkward and equally most romantic thing in the world..'' he breaks away from me and turns his attention to the electric wok on the kitchen side.
Flipping the switch down to the lowest level, I can't help but allow a little giggle pass through my lips at his sensibility and cuteness.
''Better safe than sorry. Now, where were we?'' he growls as he picks me up and places me on the kitchen side, legs wrapped around his toned abdomen.
In a hungry growl, he leans forward and speaks the words that would make any sane woman gush right there and then;
''I'm very hungry tonight and I'm not on about the chicken in the wok. I can't wait to eat you all over..'' and with nothing more to be said, he drops my cigarette pants from my waist with one skilful flick of his wrist, exposing my black - and more than likely soaking wet at this stage - laced thong.
Licking his lips, he dives forward and licks me there. I'm losing it almost straight away!

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Get Ready For It - A Gary Barlow FF
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