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On fire	By : Kat1975 Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 7043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gerard Butler. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 14 - "Supergirl"

Gerry woke up, still holding Tamsin’s body tight to his own. He closed his eyes and there was a surprisingly content feeling fuelled by the warmth of her body and the slow and steady breathing that raised his arm ever and anon.

The next time he awoke she had, still asleep, moved a little against him and he was not sure whether it was she who had moved out of her own accord or whether his erection pressing into her back had triggered the slight shift.

He cursed his morning glory and its regularly arising demand of attention, but there was no stopping his excitement from literally growing. He wondered when exactly the non-sexual contentedness had shrunken back to make place for this uproar of prominent sexual arousal.

He felt wide awake now, the muscles all over his body tense and was glad for his boxers that formed at least some kind of barrier between the naked skin of their bodies. But soon Gerry abandoned all reasoning when she moved against him, obviously waking up.

He closed his eyes in concentration when she started to stretch her back and by that maneuvered against his hardness. He let out a hiss and dared not to move, afraid to lose contact with the body he quite desperately wanted right now. He had waited long enough for sex, hadn’t he? When Tamsin rolled away from him he quietly groaned in frustration.

**

She had woken up from a combination of things – something hard that pressed into her, the sudden tension in the body that held hers and Gerry’s quickened breath that stroked the skin on the back of her neck and made the little hair there stand on end. Being no fool it took only seconds for her to figure out what was going on and a flash of arousal circulated in her body and then rotated in slow circles in her abdomen.

She felt desired and powerful by making his body react to hers like that. Tamsin turned around and looked into his eyes, little green was visible as his pupils were dilated in arousal. Gerry quite obviously held himself back in hope for her to give him a sign to go ahead and for that she felt trapped as she wanted it too, but not now, not a quick shag before she had to rush off to work.

Hesitantly she crawled closer in a quest to pacify him with a kiss, but she had not anticipated his reaction. Faster than it was possible for her to stop him, he pulled her close, trust his tongue into her mouth and ground his hips against her, in the process stimulating all the right spots on her body. Tamsin’s head started to spin and her resolve to melt like ice cream in purgatory.

She moaned loudly which spurred him further on in his actions which were growing in urgency. Then a noise from hell startled them both and Tamsin had to move away in order to hit the button on her blaring alarm clock. By doing that she somewhat came to her senses and quickly sat up on the edge of her mattress.

**

Gerry’s ability to let reason reign was much less pronounced. When he saw her first sit up, then turn around staring wordless and with an apologetic expression at him, before she walked towards the bathroom, he rolled over and felt hot anger mix with frustration.

He was angry with her for teasing him and then chickening out, angry about the useless “no sex” rule after they had already had sex, angry at his body and then hesitantly admitted to feeling angry for a certain lack of self-control.

Annihilating this annoying thought, he threw back the covers and decided to head for the shower. His proud erection made his boxers tent. He felt a faint aching and a much more precise uncomfortableness. Gerry full-heartedly wished there was something for him to kick, tear apart or better even destroy until unrecognisable.

Upon entering the bathroom he saw that she was already occupying the shower. Cursing under his breath he simply stripped down his boxers and without asking stepped into the shower cabin. “Hey what do you think you are doing?” she protested and in a reflex tried to hide her breasts in a rather futile attempt. His amusement at that made much of his anger evaporate and he could not help but grin.

Her gaze was now fixed on his still obvious arousal, which started to regain vigour under her stare. Gerry put his finger under her chin, pulled it determinedly up and looked at her with narrowed eyes “if I were you missy, I would stop staring. It’s kind of…encouraging. Now if you please turn the water on cold. Will ya?”

When Gerry was about to proceed with this plan as no reaction came from her, Tamsin squealed and stopped his hand “listen I am really sorry…I want it too…I mean have sex…but I have to leave for work and I don’t want us to have rushed sex and...” at that he put two fingers over her lips to stop her. Sighing tragically he exclaimed “It’s alright. I will survive…somehow.”

Waving his right hand in front of her face for clarification purposes he exclaimed “Hello again right hand…” On his face he wore his best display of the agonies he suffered.
The warm water kept running over their bodies and now it was Tamsin’s turn to squint at him “too much information Gerry.”

He smirked “are you afraid the thought will drive you crazy with lust…again?” and continued smugly “but of course I understand how hard it must be to resist me. You so regret your stupid rules don’t you?”

”Hah! Please…may I remind you that it was you who had to…resort to his own hands the other night…and funny” she added with a smug grin that easily matched his “…you seem the one who most urgently needs this once more. You just admitted to it and anyway…it’s quite obvious really…” and with that she cocked her eyebrow and glanced at his still prominent erection.

”Witch” he hissed and turned around reaching for the soap. He was just about to grasp it, when her hand sneaked around his waist. Gerry gasped as her hand wrapped around his length. Once he had overcome his initial surprise he turned around speechless and excited. He faced Tamsin who carried a wicked smile on her face “since you anyway spoilt the whole sex-less situation by pleasuring yourself next to me, maybe we could still have a little fun without going all the way…you know”.
He shook his head in disbelief “you’re such a rule-bender…I KNEW you could not resist me.” ‘You’re complaining?” Tamsin queried and gave him a little squeeze.

“No not at all. I think I’ll just shut up now” he replied in a husky voice. All that really mattered was the warm hand on his now throbbing arousal. He closed his eyes, moaned and tilted his head backwards when her hand started to move slowly but firmly along his erection. His knees nearly buckled at the sensation that seemed to maintain its intensity by drawing energy from the rest of his body. Water was tingling on his face and warm streams were running down his chest, over his erect nipples and intensified his pleasure.

A few strokes later he opened his eyes and shook off some of the water on his face. He took her face into his hands and kissed her passionately. Although she had problems to coordinate the strokes and the kissing, her hand continued its slow and arousing work. He let his hands run down her wet body and paused to cup her breasts. Her nipples went rigid under the brushes from his thumbs in no time.

Reluctantly he proceeded from there further down her body, let his hands run over her stomach and then over her groomed curls until she hissed and arched into his touch as he found her clit and slowly started to circle it with two fingers. Tamsin’s hand had momentarily stopped its motion and he bucked his hips forward, so she resumed her strokes with a slightly increased speed and intensity.

Gerry’s unoccupied hand wandered back to her breasts, playing with one and he could not resist brushing his thumb over her hard nipple again and again. Their kiss had been broken, but their foreheads rested against each other, water streaming down their bodies, steam rising around them and by that creating a world parallel to the one outside the shower. Their laboured breathing and occasional moans were all but swallowed by the sound of the rushing water.

His finger left her clit and his hand wandered even further. Soon he had found her entrance and dipped two fingers into her. She moved on them and he felt even more desire flash through his body, feeling the satiny, slick and hot wetness. What torture it was to feel how ready she was for him and not being able to thrust anything other than his fingers inside her. As he withdrew he noticed with interest that the wet manifestation of her desire was thicker than the water that slickened their bodies.

He moved his fingers in and out a few times, but then returned to caress the little bud and heard her moan loudly as he applied a little more pressure this time.
Tamsin’s display of arousal heightened his own and she obviously felt his growing agitation, as her strokes became faster and he groaned every time she swirled her palm over the tip of his length. He reciprocated her change in speed and pressure and soon both felt a powerful orgasm rise in their bodies.

When his climax crashed over Gerry, he found it hard not to slump down and the moment he exploded in her hand he felt her come too. Without thinking he inserted his fingers into her once more, felt the muscles around them tense again and again and his own pleasure that rushed through him was intensified.

Chests heaving they stood there as the last waves of their peak washed through them and then met in an exhausted, content kiss. He reached for the shampoo, put some into his hands. “Turn around” he commanded and she obliged. He massaged the shampoo in her hair and then proceeded down her body, admiring every piece of skin he touched as he let his hands wander unhindered.

When he had reached her calves she turned to face him on her own accord and he used some more soap to wash her front marveling at the sight of her breasts. After a while Tamsin startled him “hey you! I think my boobs are clean now Gerry. Move on already, will ya?”

She laughed and he grimaced. Gerry poked his tongue out at her “my turn anyway and you better don’t wait too long because the water is starting to get bloody cold.”

“Didn’t you want cold water anyway for some reason I forgot?” Tamsin laughed and rubbed some shampoo into his short hair and then lost herself in touching his beautiful bodyall over until he broke her concentration by remarking “I’m freezing. That water is frickin cold! Let me go!”
“Oops, got carried away there Gerry!”

Moments later they were wrapped in towels and Tamsin groaned when she saw the time displayed by her clock “I’ll be late AGAIN” which caused Gerry to comment cheerfully “well maybe that’s good because there is a chance they’ll get used to you being late for…personal reasons! Right?”

Tamsin looked at him less than convinced “ha ha. What about you? Don’t you have to go to work too?”
He screwed up his handsome face “nah…my first appointment is not until 3 o’clock today”. “Lucky bastard. What kind of Lawyer are you anayway?” she commented but didn’t wait for and answer “Listen, I really gotta run now Gerry” He pouted and said “you don’t even have time to cook me breakfast?”

She rolled her eyes “nope. The first chance to grab some food will be at lunch time. Sorry. There’s a Café around the corner though. They’ll help you out of your misery. And now I really gotta go”. Then she gave him a peck onto his cheek “thanks for properly waking me up by the way.”

Grinning cheekily at her he replied “My pleasure. When is your lunch break?” Tamsin looked at him in surprise “does that mean you wanna meet for lunch?” then added with a note of insecurity “you’re only joking?”
“Try me” he smirked.

Shrugging her shoulders she dropped her towel to quickly dress herself “Alright then. Be there at one” and while he stared at her bum she quickly pulled up a her knickers.

When Tamsin arrived at work her boss had already asked for her and as she soon found out, he was not in his best mood. For the rest of the morning her boss and work were a real bitch. When the watch hand neared one o’clock she was still rushing around highly annoyed and on a seemingly impossible quest to satisfy her grumpy chief.

**

Gerry arrived out of breath an nearly on time. He impatiently paced the length of the entrance, but became quickly annoyed by the automatic door opening every time he walked past its sensor. Soon he strode through the glass door and gave the receptionist his brightest smile. Moments later he exited the elevator on the level where her agency was located.

The Agency receptionist was more of a challenge and he was told to sit down and wait. Tapping his foot impatiently he took in the modern surroundings and then discovered Tamsin in an office further down the corridor. He could not hear what was said but when he bent forward, he got a clear look at her obviously discussing something in a heated manner with a guy in an office. Both were gesticulating rather wildly.

He raised his eyebrows and decided that he liked how, judging from both their body language, she seemed stand her ground in the discussion and even put the guy in a defensive position. A few moments later she came walking resolutely through the door but did not see him. Gerry got up and the receptionist called her over motioning towards him. He felt his stomach do this treacherous little leap once more when she walked over to him with a faint smile playing around the corners of her mouth.

Soon they were heading for an Italian restaurant tucked away in a side street, neglected by the masses of people who crowded the Cafés and takeaways they passed by. The moment they arrived, Gerry groaned and said “I really need a fag…can we stay outside for a moment? I’ll be quick”

After inhaling deeply he turned towards her stating somewhat disappointed “You’re uncommonly quiet” and further inquired “what were you discussing with that guy back at work?”

She stared intently at the wall “ah, nothing interesting really.” Gerry studied her more closely. She seemed annoyed or upset or both.
He tried again “from the looks of it you had a strong argument going for you. I actually thought it was quite sexy.”

Exhaling deeply he waited for her to come forward with some kind of explanation. Tam hummed and hawed, but after a few minutes he had learnt that her boss and she had clashed in their opinions and not for the first time. Once Tamsin was talking, the words were flowing more freely “I am so sick of the stress, constant justifications and fights.
Boy I tell you…it’s incredibly exhausting. But in a PR agency there is no space for weakness because the next candidate for my job already breathes down my neck waiting to kick me out.”

Gerry realised that he had stirred up a hornet’s nest and felt uncomfortable. But he also wanted to cheer her up. She angrily brushed away a tear and bit down hard on her trembling lower lip. Throwing away the remainders of his Marlborough he hesitantly put one hand on her shoulder. Overcoming his qualmishness about the black hole he had unsuspectingly uncovered, he tried to put his arms around her in a slightly clumsy way.

The next thing he knew was being pushed away and her eyes, although glistening with tears, blazed angrily “I don’t need pity from anyone. I’ll be fine!”
Gerry felt more than a little surprised and taken aback “I…you…you certainly don’t need pity. I never said that…come on! Trying to give someone a shoulder to lean on is not pity!”

He added heatedly “If you cannot trust your friends who can you trust? You’ve just said you’re having a hard time and now you push me away saying you don’t need anyone? What exactly are you afraid of?”

After a short pause Gerry added more calmly but with a steely undertone “can you imagine that it is quite insulting and discouraging to be pushed away like that by someone you care about?”
Tamsin stared at him in surprise and he watched how tears slowly trickled down her cheeks.

It took her a moment to notice this unwanted display of emotion, but when she did, she quickly turned away from him. Not willing to give up so fast he grasped her shoulder, turned her around and this time there was no resistance when he drew her close against his chest and wrapped his arms around her.

Fear and tenderness, contradicting each other, were strangely intermingled and gyrated through his body. For a moment breathing seemed more difficult to Gerry. There was this restricted feeling in his chest. A feeling spurred by the fact that the person he held in his arms had become somewhat important to him. A feeling he feared.

Epilogue

~
You can tell by the way, she walks that she's my girl
You can tell by the way, she talks that she rules the world.
You can see in her eyes that no one is her chain.
She's my girl, my supergirl.

And then she'd say, it's Ok, I got lost on the way
but I'm a supergirl, and supergirls don't cry.
And then she'd say, it's alright, I got home late last night,
but I'm a supergirl, and supergirls just fly.

And then she'd say that nothing can go wrong…
Pushing her fear further long.
…
And then she'd shout down the line tell me she's got no more time…
And then she'd scream in my face, tell me to leave, leave this place
Cause she’s a supergirl and supergirls just fly…
~
Supergirl, lyrics by Reamonn

...to be continued
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