Gary hums, satisfied when i pull away, his roaming hands coming to rest restlessly against my hips, his fingers flexing in and out of the flesh. My lips quip into a smile.
"Feeling better?"
Gary smiles too, "I dont know.." A pink flash of tongue skims his lower lip before disappearing again. "I might need another kiss."
"Youre shameless, you know that dont you?" I smile, my thumb mindlessly outlining the shell of his ear. Gary grins up at me, leaning into my caress with a barely there sigh.
"Cant help it." Gazing through his lashes, his bottom lip catches between his teeth, -only momentarily, but long enough for me to know it was intentional. I lean closer, yet another wave of water sloshing over the side and soaking everything and anything left stupidly on the floor.
"Good." My fingers climb upwards, tugging gently at the longer strands of hair above Garys temple as i lean forwards, running my nose down the length of his. "I dont want you to."
Gary smiles, the lines at his eyes crinkling into deeper crevices as he breath hits my face in a warm caress. "Come here."
I comply, leaning over the man beneath me until our lips meet. Instantly, Garys hand slips up the length of my back, catching the nape of my neck with possessive strength, angling my head just so as he opens his mouth against mine, tongue seeking entry. Of course, i part my lips, my breath hitching at the base of my throat as Garys tongue darts inside, curling against mine and extracting a moan from both of our lips as i curl my fingers further into his hair. My left hand drops onto Garys shoulder, clutching desperately as he deepens the kiss, moving his mouth against mine with more force, finding a rhythm designed for his pleasure only. Deciding to allow him to take what he so desperately needs, as his mouth moves over mine with hot and needy kisses, i relax, moaning quietly each time Gary smirks against my lips, or his hand tightens in my hair. My heart stops when he closes his teeth around my lower lip and chews softly, calling up on every ounce of will power, i bite back, sucking Garys bottom lip between my own until i feel the groan reverberate through his chest. When i eventually pull back, we're both breathless.
"Better?" I grin again, this time dropping the hand previously cupping his jaw into the water between our bodies. Gary runs a tongue against his now swollen lower lip, the corner of them twitching into a smile,
"Nearly."
I raise an eyebrow. "What about now?" My fingers find his length, tightening around the base of his shaft in an instant.
"Ah." Garys gasp of surprise quickly mutates into a throaty groan. his hands beginning, once more, to knead into my hips. "Dont."
"Why not?" Keeping our lips close, but never touching, i smile slowly, pulling up along his length until i reach the tip. Gary groans again, screwing his face up and lolling it to the left. Steadily, i sit back on my heels, legs either side of Garys as i curl my free hand around the nape of his neck, urging him to lean closer. He complies, deciding not to resist the urge to smash his lips onto mine as i loosen my grip on his erection and push back down.
I gasp, an involuntarily response. Half an hour ago the man was lying bedridden, now his mouth is on mine, moving furiously, relentlessly, only interrupted my the frequent groans of encouragement as i concentrate on continuing to stroke his burning length. When my rhythm falters, Gary finds the energy to thrust his hips into my palm, reminding me of the job, quite literally, at hand as he proceeds to blank my mind with hot, smouldering kisses. I tighten my fist, pulling up on the length of his erection, but only quicken my pace when Gary pulls away from my mouth just long enough to utter; "Faster."
Somewhere beneath Garys hand in my hair, pulling and tugging at the roots and his mouth on mine, tongue licking and curling and stoking and tasting, im vaguely aware of the amount of water being thrown over the sides of the bathtub, drowning the floor with soapy, oily puddles. I feel Garys shoulders tense under the grip of my left hand, the increasingly frequent thrusts of his hips telling me that hes close. Tightening the hold of my fingers again, i squeeze the base of his erection and pulling up one last time, circling a thumb over his tip. My reward is a hoarse cry as Garys right arm jerks to grab a hold of the side of the bath, his bicep straining against the assault of his orgasms as he comes powerfully, his hips jerking into my hand just once as he releases himself with a heavy moan, dropping his head against my shoulder as his lips find my pulse point and bites hard.
"Jesus fuck!" With a gentle sigh, the collapses again, falling lax with only the back of the bath to stop him becoming completely submerged. I giggle.
"Better now?"
Garys closed eyes crinkle at the corners as he grins back. "Much."
"You should get dressed." I raise a conspicuous eyebrow in Garys direction as leans against the bathroom sink dressed in nothing but a white towel, secured at his waist. "Youre shivering."
Gary doesnt look at my face as he answers, instead his eyes chase the path of my hands as i smooth body butter onto the length of my leg. "Im not cold."
"Maybe not," I turn my back and reach for the lid, leisurely screwing it into place. "But youre ill and you shouldnt be stood around, dripping wet in nothing but a towel." When I straighten, Garys front is pressed against my back.
"Ill need it for tomorrow, is that okay?" Gary taps his fingers rhythmically against the kitchen work surface as he leans over the breakfast bar, dressed in a plain white t-shirt and dark denim jeans, phone to ear. "Great.. Yeah, Great, thanks mate, right, yeah."
Im sat on the fluffy rug with Ethan, keeping half an ear open as the toddler tries to entice me into yet another round of pat-a-cake, sharing the love for his newly discovered game. He lurches forwards and grabs hold of my hands,
"'Gain, mumma! 'Gain please."
"Hold on baby." I smile, pulling a hand free to comb a copper curl off his forehead as Gary ends the call. "What was that about?" Tipping my head back against his knee as he saunters behind me, i try to silently hush Ethans murmurs of protest with a wave of a hand, absent-mindedly, Gary stretches his fingers, running them through the shorter pieces of hair framing my face and grins.
"A pedal."
Pulling my head forward and back to Ethan, i grin. "Youre a dork."
"I know." Gary answers, huffing out a dramatised sigh as he drops down onto the settee next to where Ethan and me are sat. The toddler senses an opportunity and turns towards his father, tugging at the heavy denim of his jeans.
"'Addy, you play patty-cake?"
Garys cheeks give way to a warming chuckle as he reaches down and retrieves the small child from the floor, lifting him with ease onto his lap. "Pat-a-cake?"
Ethan nods enthusiastically. "Mumma no play!" The toddler screws his face up in way that would make anybody think id force fed the child mustard. I gasp.
"I didnt say that! I just needed to talk to daddy!"
Ethans only response is to stick out his tongue and i laugh happily, reaching forward to catch it between my finger and thumb, enticing a shriek of hysteria.
"Mummy was going to make you stay at Clara, did you know that Ethan. How mean is she?!" Gary smooths a thumb and a forefinger against Ethans tiny earlobe as he blows a raspberry on the toddlers cheek. I frown again, this time at Gary.
"No need to make me seem like the bad guy. I just didnt want him ill okay?" My tone sounds more abrupt than first intended and im surprised that the low lever irritation has completely altered my mood.
Gary merely smiles, looking at me, but whispering in Ethans ear as the toddler balances on Garys knees, wobbling madly with his hands lost in Garys. "Is mummy the big bad wolf, ay?" He grins, before swinging Ethan clean off his feet and tickling him mercilessly. "What do you think Ethe?"
Ethan, of course, screams in delight. "'Gain, 'gain, 'addy 'gain!"
But i cant shake the bad mood running my blood cold as i gaze at the two of them. I stand from the floor. When Gary catches my eye, he stops instantly, hushing Ethan with a gentle stroke of his copper curls. "Whats the matter?"
I dont answer and make a beeline for the door.
"Lib?" Gary calls after me, clearly a little more than confused. "Lib whats wrong?"
Behind me, i hear him placing Ethan into the playpen, reassuring the small boy that daddy will be back to play in a minute, before i hear his footsteps chasing me out of the kitchen and along the hall. "Libby?!"
I will myself to smile and tell him im fine, but the twisting in my stomach and irritation prickling my skin forbid it. Instead, i curse quietly as a hot tear trickles down my cheek.
"Feeling better?"
Gary smiles too, "I dont know.." A pink flash of tongue skims his lower lip before disappearing again. "I might need another kiss."
"Youre shameless, you know that dont you?" I smile, my thumb mindlessly outlining the shell of his ear. Gary grins up at me, leaning into my caress with a barely there sigh.
"Cant help it." Gazing through his lashes, his bottom lip catches between his teeth, -only momentarily, but long enough for me to know it was intentional. I lean closer, yet another wave of water sloshing over the side and soaking everything and anything left stupidly on the floor.
"Good." My fingers climb upwards, tugging gently at the longer strands of hair above Garys temple as i lean forwards, running my nose down the length of his. "I dont want you to."
Gary smiles, the lines at his eyes crinkling into deeper crevices as he breath hits my face in a warm caress. "Come here."
I comply, leaning over the man beneath me until our lips meet. Instantly, Garys hand slips up the length of my back, catching the nape of my neck with possessive strength, angling my head just so as he opens his mouth against mine, tongue seeking entry. Of course, i part my lips, my breath hitching at the base of my throat as Garys tongue darts inside, curling against mine and extracting a moan from both of our lips as i curl my fingers further into his hair. My left hand drops onto Garys shoulder, clutching desperately as he deepens the kiss, moving his mouth against mine with more force, finding a rhythm designed for his pleasure only. Deciding to allow him to take what he so desperately needs, as his mouth moves over mine with hot and needy kisses, i relax, moaning quietly each time Gary smirks against my lips, or his hand tightens in my hair. My heart stops when he closes his teeth around my lower lip and chews softly, calling up on every ounce of will power, i bite back, sucking Garys bottom lip between my own until i feel the groan reverberate through his chest. When i eventually pull back, we're both breathless.
"Better?" I grin again, this time dropping the hand previously cupping his jaw into the water between our bodies. Gary runs a tongue against his now swollen lower lip, the corner of them twitching into a smile,
"Nearly."
I raise an eyebrow. "What about now?" My fingers find his length, tightening around the base of his shaft in an instant.
"Ah." Garys gasp of surprise quickly mutates into a throaty groan. his hands beginning, once more, to knead into my hips. "Dont."
"Why not?" Keeping our lips close, but never touching, i smile slowly, pulling up along his length until i reach the tip. Gary groans again, screwing his face up and lolling it to the left. Steadily, i sit back on my heels, legs either side of Garys as i curl my free hand around the nape of his neck, urging him to lean closer. He complies, deciding not to resist the urge to smash his lips onto mine as i loosen my grip on his erection and push back down.
I gasp, an involuntarily response. Half an hour ago the man was lying bedridden, now his mouth is on mine, moving furiously, relentlessly, only interrupted my the frequent groans of encouragement as i concentrate on continuing to stroke his burning length. When my rhythm falters, Gary finds the energy to thrust his hips into my palm, reminding me of the job, quite literally, at hand as he proceeds to blank my mind with hot, smouldering kisses. I tighten my fist, pulling up on the length of his erection, but only quicken my pace when Gary pulls away from my mouth just long enough to utter; "Faster."
Somewhere beneath Garys hand in my hair, pulling and tugging at the roots and his mouth on mine, tongue licking and curling and stoking and tasting, im vaguely aware of the amount of water being thrown over the sides of the bathtub, drowning the floor with soapy, oily puddles. I feel Garys shoulders tense under the grip of my left hand, the increasingly frequent thrusts of his hips telling me that hes close. Tightening the hold of my fingers again, i squeeze the base of his erection and pulling up one last time, circling a thumb over his tip. My reward is a hoarse cry as Garys right arm jerks to grab a hold of the side of the bath, his bicep straining against the assault of his orgasms as he comes powerfully, his hips jerking into my hand just once as he releases himself with a heavy moan, dropping his head against my shoulder as his lips find my pulse point and bites hard.
"Jesus fuck!" With a gentle sigh, the collapses again, falling lax with only the back of the bath to stop him becoming completely submerged. I giggle.
"Better now?"
Garys closed eyes crinkle at the corners as he grins back. "Much."
"You should get dressed." I raise a conspicuous eyebrow in Garys direction as leans against the bathroom sink dressed in nothing but a white towel, secured at his waist. "Youre shivering."
Gary doesnt look at my face as he answers, instead his eyes chase the path of my hands as i smooth body butter onto the length of my leg. "Im not cold."
"Maybe not," I turn my back and reach for the lid, leisurely screwing it into place. "But youre ill and you shouldnt be stood around, dripping wet in nothing but a towel." When I straighten, Garys front is pressed against my back.
"I feel better." He sounds like a small child as he takes a lock of hair from my shoulder and twists it around his finger. "Besides.."
I wait for him to carry on, but after three seconds of silence i twirl to face him, finding myself instantly enveloped in his arms, fingers locked at the base of my back. "Besides?"
"Well," Garys lips press a barley there kiss against the corner of my mouth. "I have a favour to repay.."
I can only watch, lip caught under the burning pressure of my teeth, as he drops to his knees in front of me, tugging away my towel as he goes..
I wait for him to carry on, but after three seconds of silence i twirl to face him, finding myself instantly enveloped in his arms, fingers locked at the base of my back. "Besides?"
"Well," Garys lips press a barley there kiss against the corner of my mouth. "I have a favour to repay.."
I can only watch, lip caught under the burning pressure of my teeth, as he drops to his knees in front of me, tugging away my towel as he goes..
"Ill need it for tomorrow, is that okay?" Gary taps his fingers rhythmically against the kitchen work surface as he leans over the breakfast bar, dressed in a plain white t-shirt and dark denim jeans, phone to ear. "Great.. Yeah, Great, thanks mate, right, yeah."
Im sat on the fluffy rug with Ethan, keeping half an ear open as the toddler tries to entice me into yet another round of pat-a-cake, sharing the love for his newly discovered game. He lurches forwards and grabs hold of my hands,
"'Gain, mumma! 'Gain please."
"Hold on baby." I smile, pulling a hand free to comb a copper curl off his forehead as Gary ends the call. "What was that about?" Tipping my head back against his knee as he saunters behind me, i try to silently hush Ethans murmurs of protest with a wave of a hand, absent-mindedly, Gary stretches his fingers, running them through the shorter pieces of hair framing my face and grins.
"A pedal."
Pulling my head forward and back to Ethan, i grin. "Youre a dork."
"I know." Gary answers, huffing out a dramatised sigh as he drops down onto the settee next to where Ethan and me are sat. The toddler senses an opportunity and turns towards his father, tugging at the heavy denim of his jeans.
"'Addy, you play patty-cake?"
Garys cheeks give way to a warming chuckle as he reaches down and retrieves the small child from the floor, lifting him with ease onto his lap. "Pat-a-cake?"
Ethan nods enthusiastically. "Mumma no play!" The toddler screws his face up in way that would make anybody think id force fed the child mustard. I gasp.
"I didnt say that! I just needed to talk to daddy!"
Ethans only response is to stick out his tongue and i laugh happily, reaching forward to catch it between my finger and thumb, enticing a shriek of hysteria.
"Mummy was going to make you stay at Clara, did you know that Ethan. How mean is she?!" Gary smooths a thumb and a forefinger against Ethans tiny earlobe as he blows a raspberry on the toddlers cheek. I frown again, this time at Gary.
"No need to make me seem like the bad guy. I just didnt want him ill okay?" My tone sounds more abrupt than first intended and im surprised that the low lever irritation has completely altered my mood.
Gary merely smiles, looking at me, but whispering in Ethans ear as the toddler balances on Garys knees, wobbling madly with his hands lost in Garys. "Is mummy the big bad wolf, ay?" He grins, before swinging Ethan clean off his feet and tickling him mercilessly. "What do you think Ethe?"
Ethan, of course, screams in delight. "'Gain, 'gain, 'addy 'gain!"
But i cant shake the bad mood running my blood cold as i gaze at the two of them. I stand from the floor. When Gary catches my eye, he stops instantly, hushing Ethan with a gentle stroke of his copper curls. "Whats the matter?"
I dont answer and make a beeline for the door.
"Lib?" Gary calls after me, clearly a little more than confused. "Lib whats wrong?"
Behind me, i hear him placing Ethan into the playpen, reassuring the small boy that daddy will be back to play in a minute, before i hear his footsteps chasing me out of the kitchen and along the hall. "Libby?!"
I will myself to smile and tell him im fine, but the twisting in my stomach and irritation prickling my skin forbid it. Instead, i curse quietly as a hot tear trickles down my cheek.
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