Get Ready For It - A Gary Barlow FF

Chapter 42

I wake up the next morning to the soothing feeling of circles being drawn just below my belly button. The relaxing feeling is a nice way to take my mind off the niggling feeling of a mild hangover that rests on the edge of my brain, waiting to kick in.

''Morning, babe'' I hear Sophie breathe across the pillow at me.

''Mmmhh. Morning, gorgeous'' I slightly croak back in reply, opening one eye and tilting my head slowly to the side to take in a view of the stunning, semi-naked goddess of a creature to my left.

My breath is temporarily taken as my eyes land on her.  Her sheer natural beauty makes me need to close my eyes and open them again just to make that what I'm seeing is not a mirage and is in fact real life. I even pinch myself under the covers to doubly sure I'm seeing things!

''Everything alright, Gary?'' she asked me, sounding slightly unsure and concerned as she picks her head up from the pillow to get a better look at me.

All I can do is nod my head before I manage to find the words appropriate enough for an answer.

''Everything is perfect, just perfect. I just have to pinch myself sometimes when I see you next to me in bed in the morning. Never thought that I would be this lucky in life'' I shyly blush at her, feeling my cheeks burn a crimson red color and I can't even see them!

This time it is her turn to blush. The words seem to have had an effect on her as her head drops slightly as if she is too embarrassed now to look at me in the face. I raise my hand to the base of her chin and tilt her face upwards so that she is looking at me once more.

''There she is. Getting all shy on me?'' I whisper to him, with a small smirk playing across my lips.

Again, she just giggles quietly as she closes her eyes briefly before opening them again. It is as if I can feel her look deep inside my soul. A warm shiver - if there even is such a thing - rushes through my body at the sight of her.

''No, babe. I'm the lucky one here, believe me''

That's all she says before she leans forward and captures my lips with her thin, soft and pink lips. Her tongue prods against my lips, begging for entry to which I oblige like a true gentleman. Her hand never ceases the drawing of circles just below my belly button, and somewhere in the back of my mind wants me to take her hand and push it further south to find my cock and get her to get me off. Nothing like an early morning hand-job to start the day; especially when you're slightly hungover!

Not being able to take it anymore, I pull her closer to me by the arms so that she is now straddling me all the while as her lips never leave mine. Tongues dance around each other as we taste and explore every nook and cranny of each other's mouth and lips. Her hand is forced to leave my midsection as she settles on my waist, pulling away from the kiss leaving us both breathless. I watch as she looks down at me, my breath heavy in my chest as I stare back up at the goddess-like creature who sits just centimeters away from my cock.

''Are you going to do something about that or just tease me even further?'' she whispers down to me, referring to the ever hardening shaft that begins to rise below her and make contact with the knicker-covered entrance.

Never being one to back down from a challenge, my eyes close briefly before I roll us both over quickly so that I am on top and she is all mine to play with. I know waking up that this would be a good day, and what a fucking way to kick it off!

*****

I've locked myself away in the studio for the afternoon, while Sophie goes off to meet her mum and dad for some quality family for lunch before they head back to Manchester later on this afternoon. She asked me if I wanted to join them, but the fact that she hasn't seen her folks in a few months, I thought that it would be better that she spend some good time with them before they have to leave.