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Chapter 32- Gary and Libby


three months later.


"Mm-h. Go away." I swat the disturbance and nestle further back into the comfort and warmth of the bed. But the disturbance doesnt shift, instead it ignores my half conscious plea and continues. "Go away." I breathe again as my eyes are forced to peel themselves open. The room is coated in the bleak winter colour. It must only be around 4AM at the latest.
"Mm-h..Libby.." Gary whispers, his lips ticking my collar bone once more. The disturbance. I smile sleepily as my eyes come into focus. Garys lying over my body, his forearms either side of me, propping himself up and his legs tangled in between mine as he proceeds to scatter barley there kissing along my collar bone.
"Hey.."
"Good dream?.." Gary beams up at me and my brows pull together in response.
"What?."
"Were you enjoying that dream?" He repeats, dropping his lips to my shoulder before pulling away and giving me that look that tells me hes far too pleased with himself over something.
"I dont understand?" I screw my face shut, lethargically reaching forwards and running up hands up and down Garys firm biceps.
"Just!" He breathes out a small laugh. "You were dreaming.. dont you remember it?"
"No. Should i?" I smile.
"Mm-h." Gary just raises his eyebrow slightly, dipping his head again and kissing the V at the top of my breasts. "You were moaning my name..."
I feel my face flush beet red. "Oh."
Gary smiles steadily in response, letting out a comforting chuckle and pulling himself further up my body until our noses are touching.
"Hey.." He coaxes sweetly. "Dont be embarrassed... Its sexy."
I manage to raise one eyebrow as my face continues to burn. "Hmm.. Is it really?"
"Well..." Gary breathes, "You tell me."
I follow his gaze as he lifts his hips, revealing the hard-on threatening to rip through his boxers.
"Oh." I cant help but smile.
"See what you do to me?" Gary groans gently, pressing his face into my neck, the fresh smattering of stubble ticking my flesh, causing me to squirm underneath him as i clasp my fingers together at the base of his neck. "Or.." Gary carries on. "..What i do to you..."
"Oh God Gary!" I gulp suddenly as i feel the warmth of his fingers between my legs. Gary just smiles a satisfied smile against my neck in response.
"Youre always ready for me." His breath is hot and damp against my skin, as his fingers move deliberately, slipping inside of me. Gary rests is free forearms adjacent to my head, shifting his body so hes lying on his side next to me and using his right leg to pull my own legs further apart. I moan again at the sensation his fingers are bringing to me, his erection hot and hard pressing against my side. I buck my hips impatiently to create more friction.
"A-a-a-h." Gary shakes his head with a wry smile, kissing me just below my ear. "We'll do this at my pace."
"No!" I protest desperately. I was asleep fifteen minutes ago, how am i so aroused by him?!
"No?" Gary gasps in mock shock. "Well then... You better tell me about your dream.."
"Gary please!" I cry, but his fingers continue to move at the same torturous pace. Slowly dipping in and out of me.
"Tell me Libby.." He prompts softly, and his teeth graze my earlobe. "Where were you?"
"On the bed.." I screw my eyes shut. This is so humiliating.
"Good.." Gary coaxes. "Now tell me what we were doing Libby..."
"Gary no.." I murmur, bucking my hips again when he withdraws his fingers.
Pulling away from me completely, Gary slips his fingers into his mouth, sucking contently as he shrugs and rolls back onto his side of the bed. "Okay." He smiles, and its the kind of ive-won-this-either-way kind of smile. "Have it your way." And with that, he pulls the covers back up to his chin and shutting his eyes. I gape for a few seconds in disbelief, before i hear the low groan slip from Garys lips, and the movement under the duvet as he tugs at his hard on. Fuck. He knows how to play.

"Wait!" I gulp before i know what im doing, throwing myself over his side of the bed, tugging his hand from his boxers hurriedly.
Garys eyes flicker open. "Hmm?.. Oh.. are you going to tell me then?"
"Mm-h." I mumble quickly, wrapping Garys arm around my waist so we're lying face to face.
"Well?.." He grins slowly, sliding his hand down and cupping my bum. Hes enjoying this far too much.
"Well..."

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