Get Ready For It - A Gary Barlow FF

Chapter 67

Waking up the next morning is just amazing. I've had such a good night's sleep! Sophie is lying next to me snoring softly and the sunshine is just barely breaking through the curtains as it comes up over the horizon here in West London. Stretching out my muscles lazily, I almost fail in stopping the low groan from passing my lips in my best attempt to not wake up Sophie. She looks so peaceful lying there asleep next to me. I could watch her sleep all day, but seeing as that is pretty weird and creepy, I decide against it by slipping out from underneath the warm duvet covers and pad over to the ensuite to grab an early morning shower and then get the fire on downstairs.

The warm water bounces against my skin and makes every hair on my body stand on end. I resist the urge to break into song at half eight in the morning on Boxing Day. There are absolutely zero plans for today. Today's plans are to remain in comfy clothes, eat lots of food, drink lots of wine and have a lot of fun, just the two of us. If some sex is incorporated into the "fun" part of it, then I would not be complaining about that!

Just as the water hits my head to wash away the shampoo, I feel a small gust of a cold breeze wrap around my body before 2 small but very warm hands make contact with my back, making me jump ever so slightly.

''Jeepers, Sophie. Scared me a little'' I whisper out a small chuckle in response to being taken by surprise at her intrusion.

''Sorry, baby'' she mumbles against my shoulderblade as she wraps her arms around me from behind.

''Just wanted a cuddle really'' she adds then with the slightest hint of mischief lacing the words as they fall from her lips.

My eyebrow immediately rises in hearing though words. Turning around his her embrace, I wrap my own arms around her waist.

''Really? Just a cuddle? That doesn't sound like my Sophie at all...''

She sheepishly looks up at me in response before slowly biting her bottom lip with her pearly whites.

''Don't. Don't...bite your lip..'' I moan in pure lust for this girl in my arms.

''Why? What are you going to do, Gary?''

I love it when she teases me and pushes my limits this way. She knows I'll always fail to hide my desires and that is simply why she does it in the first place.

''I won't be responsible for what might happen. It's trouble enough resisting you at the best of times, never mind when you're biting your lip and very wet in front of me'' I whisper slowly, as I  tilt her head to be at the right angle before I lean forward and crash my lips against hers in a kiss with so much love and passion that it takes my own breath away.

The passionate kiss soon takes a life of its own, sending us both into a frenzy of emotion, passion and pure lust and desire. Teeth clash, tongues collide and dance with each other as our hands roam over every inch of the other person's body.

Sophie's hands trickle down my chest, before softly playing with the happy trail of hair above my waistline. Then, suddenly and without any inclination at all, she wraps a small, soft hand around my semi-erect cock. My eyes widen at the sudden contact and the noise that rumbles up from my chest and passes out through my lips cannot be mistaken for anything other than a man who is completely under the spell of the woman he loves and would do anything for.

''Shit, Soph. Please, please don't tease me'' I almost whimper as she continues to softly stroke up and down along my shaft.

''I want you, Gary. I want you now'' she whispers back at me, as she reaches up and captures my lips against hers.

Never a man to disappoint his lady, I take her leg and wrap it around my waist as I shuffle closer to her in the shower. Her other leg wraps itself around the other side of my waist and with very little ease, I pick her from the ground and guide my length deep inside her.

The sex is true. The sex is real. The sex is passionate, fiery and overloaded with pure love for the other person. The thrusts of my hips match the dips of hers and it's not before long before the breathing patterns for both of us are all over the place. Erratic, labored and not in rhythm at all.

''Fuck, Sophie. I'm close. Won't last much long...longer'' I pant as I bow my head into the crook of her shoulder, bite my lip and try to hold on for as long as possible.

My hips seem to go into autopilot mode and continue to thrust the last 4 or 5 times before I physically cannot hold on any longer. Pulling my head back and letting my head roll on top of my neck, the roar that passes through my lips as I spill load after load deep inside of Sophie is one that would wake even the most tired of people.

''FUUUUUUCK! Shit. Oh my God! SHIT!'' I cry hoarsely as each passing thrust dumps another spirt of my cum deep inside her cunt.

Somewhere on the periphery of my consciousness, I hear Sophie let her own cry out for release as she too surrenders to the climax and orgasms that have ripped us both apart and completely obliterated us both.

''Yes, Gary. YES! Right there. YEEESS!'' she cries out loudly, before biting down on my shoulder to keep the windows from shattering.

We both come down from the high of an amazing shag in the shower a few minutes later. Slowing, I lower her down to the ground and slide my cock out from inside her. A small smirk plays on my lips at the slight wince that passes her face as I slid out of her entrance. Pulling her into my body, I hold her close, kissing her hair softly as the torrent of hot water continues to crash down on top of us in my steam shower here at the house.

'Now, that is always a great way to kick off the day!'