Gary and Libby - Take Two

Chapter Forty

I lie under the covers, my body aching, still begging for it's denied relief. I can barely move.
"Gary." I whine once more, suppressing the threat of frustrated tears. "Please."
Gary merely smiles contented and slides into bed next to me. "Go to sleep Libby."
"How can you expect me to sleep like this?!" I ask, almost astonished. The desire for the much needed relief pools hot and ready deep inside my abdomen, and I squirm unhappily under its wrath. "Please." I beg. And my body begs too. My ass still hurts from the spanking. My wrists are bruised from the restraints, my knees red from where Gary had me on my knees, my throat dry from the desperatee scream as his fingers teased me and his tongue taunted and still he dined any relief. I'm desperate.
Gently, and with a new found tranquillity, Gary leans over and plants a delicate kiss against my temple.
"Night baby."
"Gary!"
But my protest is silenced when the bedside lamp is turned off a d i know i cant win. The room is plummeted into darkness and can see nothing as i feel Garys arm snake around my neck. Cradling me in his arms, unwillingly, i settle for the night.

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Feather light kisses pepper my jaw and i murmur in appreciation of the divine awakening. Ive slept well. The best sleep in years. Ive not slept this well since Ethan were born, and then i remeber why. Ethan isnt here. Ethan isnt here because we didnt get back from the hospital until three o'clock. The sharp sting of my backside reminds me of the antics that occurred thereafter. Another caress of pepper light kisses drag me back to the comfort of my bed and Garys arms.
"Hey baby.." Gary murmurs, his breathe damp against my jaw as his continues his embrace.
"Mm-h. What time is it?"
"Ten. You were talking in your sleep again."
"Was i?" I half roll my eyes, mentally recalling the events of the night before. Not that my backside is going to let me forget any time soon.
"Mm-h." Garys stubbled jaw twitches into a smile against mine as our lips briefly brush.
Blowing out a small, unimpressed breath, i cant resist the urge to run patterns over his bare shoulder with my fingertips. "Someones in a good mood."
"Why wouldnt i be?" Gary glances up at me briefly, shifting himself again so this time hes fully on top of me, forearms either side of my head as he offers me a wolfish grin. "I get to wake up next to this every morning." He drops his head again, this time taking my earlobe between his lips.
I call upon every inch of willpower to remain impassive to his advances, but after last night my body is crying out for attention. Last night.. Hmm..
"Im still pissed at you after last night." I pout. He cant see me. And without moving his face from the crook of my neck, he answers.
"Come on baby, it was just a bit of fun." The fingers of Garys left hand continue to run over my lobe as his right caresses my cheek, i call upon my inner strength not to lean into it.
"I was desperate."
Gary sighs, shifting again and moving his legs in between mine, his tip of his nose runs along my bridge. "Im sorry.. Let me make it up to you?..."

In one swift movement, Gary flexes his boxer clad erection against me. I groan happily in response, but its not enough for Gary to halt the relentless torture.
"Im sorry." A whispered breath tickles my neck and i laugh quietly.
"No youre not."
"I am!" Gary gasps in mock shock, and i laugh again.
"If you were sorry you wouldnt still be teasing." I pout, my finger nails continuing to draft small circles over his shoulders, occasionally running down the dip of his spine and earning a happy hum of approval.
"Thats true."Gary grins, flexing his hips again, and i drop my head back into the pillow in dispare. "But youve not tried to take them off me.."
Like a blot, my fingers find his boxers, pushing them as far down his thighs as i can reach before i let him take control of the rest. His length springs free, resting hard against my stomach as Gary leans down to nibble my ear once again. My fingers wonder back up to his back, again, tracing small circles of encouragement as i lift my knees.

Blissfully, Gary sinks into me, oh so slowly, only muttering his approval against my neck as his hands grip firmly onto the tops of my thighs. I moan quietly. Its so intense, already.
Tortuously, Gary pulls out again, nearly all of the way, before rocking his hips and filling me again.
"Faster." I gasp. But Gary merely shakes his head in response.
"No, we'll do this at my pace."
I roll my eyes, pushing my hips up to meet his, desperate for more friction. "This is not your pace." I cant help but smirk, and i feel Gary snigger too, his fingers kneading my thighs as he continues to slip steadily in and out, driving me insane.
"I want to watch you come apart though.." He lifts his head to look at me, resting his forehead against mine and i groan quietly.
"Faster, please."
"No."
"Gary!"
"No!" He grins as he fills me slowly, grinding his hips until i cry out, my back arches in sheer desperation. "I like to see the effect i have on you.." Gary breathes again, his hands snake round to my backside and i wince. It still hurts. My eyes flutter shut involuntary as Gary draws his hips back once more, pulling all of the way out until his tip rests against me.
"Gary please!"
"Patience baby.."

Moaning once more, as he sinks deep inside of me, filling me to the brink, i pull my heels around to rest at his lower back, effectively locking him to me.
I feel, rather than see, the eyebrow raising. "Oh is that how we want to play?"
I moan again when Garys hips grind against mine, the exquisite feeling suddenly pooling deeper inside of me, my nails digging harder against the flesh of his shoulders as i move my hips in time with Garys. I loosen my hold, allowing him to pull back just a little further as our bodies move in sync.
"Jesus.. Youre good.." Garys breath is a rasp against my neck as his hips move a little faster, making up a steady rhythm, his fingers find my hips, locking me down onto the mattress, unable to move, only take his gentle torture. My legs begin to stiffen. I moan again.
Garys hips continue the maddening pattern. Dropping to meet mine, then grinding tauntingly, before pulling back and beginning again.
"Please!" The the air is pushed between my teeth as my muscles tighten, my body on tenterhooks, clawing for my release. But Gary never falters the relentless pattern, not under my back is arched and im crying out in desperation.
"Come on Libby.." He breathes hot and damp against my burning flesh. "Give me what i need."
And then im gone, spiralling into the abyss of long awaited relief, my mind blacking as i claw at Garys shoulders, listening only to our groans of pleasure as we find our relief as one.