Get Ready For It - A Gary Barlow FF

Chapter 51

***The next morning***

''Ready, gorgeous?'' I smile at Sophie beside me as we both buckle up on the plane before our captain's voice speaks out over the plane radio.

''Good morning, everyone. Mr. Barlow, Ms. Brooks, welcome onboard this Gulfstream G650 for our flight today to The Cape Verde Islands. The journey is roughly eight and a half hours and we hope to make good time once we get out of the European airspace. Please sit back, relax and Sam and Jessica will be onboard to make sure that everything runs smoothly and to help you with anything you may need. Take care''

I roll my eyes once again in hearing him call me Mr. Barlow.

''After all of the years I've flown with him, he still will not call me Gary. No matter how often I tell him'' I say to Sophie as she swivels in her seat to turn and face me slightly.

''He's just being professional, babe. It's a sign of respect'' she smiles at me, before placing her head on my shoulder.

''You tired?'' I ask her, as I place my hand on her jean-covered leg and pull it on to my lap, pulling her closer to me.

''No...''

''Liar! Baby, get some sleep. There's a bed back there if you want to go for a snooze?'' I say in her ear softly.

Her head flies up like a shot.

''What?'' I ask her concerned.

''You have a bed on your plane? How does that work?''

She looks at me completely dumbfounded to which I can only laugh back at her.

''Well sometimes, if it is a night where I'm doing a gig and it's late and I have an early start in the morning, I like to go back there and have a few hours kip or a little power nap. It works wonders, trust me''

Throwing her a cheeky wink, I run my hand further up her leg causing her breathing to hitch ever so slightly. Her eyes widen as I continue to bring my hand further up her leg, brushing my fingers against her inner thigh before laying my fingers to rest just above her entrance.

''Fuck, Sophie. I can feel you getting wet already'' I hush out in a low whisper.

''Take me back to the bed, Gary. Please? I want to kick this holiday off with a bang!''

''Yes, boss'' I say giving her an army salute, as we unbuckle both our seat belts and make our way to the back of the plane.

I stop Sam as he emerges from the bathroom.

''Don't worry about us, mate. Make yourselves at home and we'll be up a little later. We're just heading for a lie down''

''Of course, Mr. Barlow. Enjoy the sleep'' he winks at me which I return a playful nudge in the arm and pat on his arse.

''Thanks, mate. See you both in a bit'' and with that being said, I follow Sophie into the bedroom, closing and locking the door behind me.

*****

''Now, where were we?'' I say in a deep, guttural groan before I lunge at Sophie and clamp my lips on to hers.

The kiss is fiery, passionate and intense. Lips clash, tongues collide and hands roam all over each other's bodies as we grapple with each other for dominance in our heated embrace. My hands immediately find the bottom of her blouse and it is up and over her shoulders in a flash, leaving her standing before me in nothing but her jeans and a red lace bra. The attempt to stop the moan from leaving my mouth does not go unnoticed and when Sophie steps into my chest once again, she intentionally brushes her leg against my crotch, causing me to almost buckle with the sheer friction and sexual tension that has engulfed us both in the room.