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Good Enough	By : eavey Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 6293 -:- 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 7

When Ann woke up, Gerry was gone. He did however leave a note on the table next to the bed. It read: “Sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. Lisa, my PA, kept calling. Apparently I have a whole bunch of interviews to do today that I had forgotten about. I would have waked you up, but you looked so peaceful. To make up for not saying goodbye, I am going to arrange a dinner for us, just us. Wear something nice. I will pick you up at 8:30. Always, Gerry.”

She laid back down on the bed. She turned over and buried her face in the pillow Gerry slept on. It still smelled like him. She could have stayed there all day, taking him in, but Lynn knocked on the door.

“Wakie wakie, eggs and baccie,” she said with a smile. “It is already noon.”

“Can't I stay here all day?”

“Nope,” Lynn said flopping on the bed. “Why does this pillow smell like boys? Ann, what were you doing last night?”

“Nothing.” Lynn could tell she was hiding something.

“What happened with Gerry?”

“He came over, we watched a movie, I fell asleep, he carried me to bed and we spooned. What is wrong with that?”

“The fact that you weren’t going to tell me. And what is that in your hand?”

“Nothing.”

“He left you a note didn’t he?”

“Yes.”

“Let me read it.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Cause I don’t want you to get all happy.”

“Just give it to me.” Ann did as she was told. While Lynn read the note, there was a huge grin on her face. “Alright, get up. We are going shopping. You need something nice, and I don’t mean jeans,” Lynn said throwing the note on the bed and pulling Ann up.

“Don’t pull so hard. I thought you hated shopping?”

“I do, but you looking cute on your date…”

“It is not a date.”

“…is more important. And if this isn’t a date, than I am a monkey’s uncle.”

“Wait, when did you grow a penis?” Ann said with a laugh.

“You knew what I meant, bitch,” Lynn said sarcastically.

Ann and Lynn left the hotel to go shopping. Fortunately for Lynn, they only had to go to one store. The first dress Ann tried on was perfect. It was a form fitting short black dress that swished a little when she walked. Picking shoes was the hard part. They had to be pink, to match the sequined purse she had, but Ann still couldn’t choose. Lynn started to get pissed at Ann for her inability to make decisions and chose a pair of pumps with ankle straps. Ann liked them and it was back to the hotel to get ready.

“You know it’s only 3:30?” Lynn said as Ann rushed around before getting into the shower. “You have at least three and a half hours before you need to freak out the way you are now.”

“Shut up,” Ann yelled in a nervous tone. “You know everything has to be perfect.”

“I thought this wasn’t a date,” Lynn said with a giggle. “I thought you didn’t care.”

“When have you known me to wear a thong for someone I didn’t care about?”

“Oh, so you are about him?”

“I hate you.”

“I bet you don’t.”

“”Try me,” Ann said jokingly threatening Lynn with a straightening iron.

Ann noticed that she was being a little crazy so she decided to take a nice relaxing bath. When she got out an hour later, she dried her hair and put it in curlers.

“I thought you were going to use the curling iron,” Lynn asked a little confused.

“I am,” Ann said frustrated that the curlers were taking too long to put in.

Lynn rolled her eyes and muttered under her breathe, “Girls, they’re crazy. I’m glad I’m not one of them.”

It took Ann almost an hour to get all the curlers in then she finally had time to relax, kind of. At one point she asked Lynn if her legs were smooth enough. Lynn rolled her eyes and tried to calmly remind Ann that she got them waxed just three days earlier, and that she should just sit down, shut up and have a drink.

After a drink or two, Ann was able to chill out with Lynn. They watched some of a movie. Lynn picked up her book when Ann stole the remote and changed it to the History Channel. It wasn’t until almost 8:00 when Ann jumped up, noticed the time and rushed in to her room to get ready.

“Take you time,” Lynn said. “If he gets here early, he should wait weather you are ready or not.”

“True.”

Just before 8:30, there was a knock on the door. “Just a minuet,” Lynn said to the door. She whispered to Ann, “Go to your room, wait five minuets, and come out.” Ann gave her a look. “Don’t worry, I will be nice.” Lynn walked over to the door and let Gerry in. “Hi there.”

“Good evening.”

“Well don’t you look nice.”

“Thanks so do you,” Gerry said, noticing she was in her sweats.

“Flattery will get you no where with me,” she said in a very serious tone. “Please, sit down.” Gerry did as he was told. “I need to ask you a few questions.”

“Fire away.”

“What are your intentions towards Ann. Because I swear, if you hurt her I will find you, cut off her balls, and feed them to you.”

“I would never dream of hurting her.”

“Good.” There were a few minuets a silence, as Gerry was a bit frightened by what Lynn said.

As Ann waited, she sat on the bed and just thought. She realized how different her life had become in a years time. She was a famous singer/songwriter, had been in a movie, and was about to go on a date with a man who not only had the most beautiful eyes but also slept with Angelina Jolie. Finally her five minuets were over. She took a deep breath and opened the door to the living room.

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Gerry heard the door open behind him. He immediately stood up when he saw the smile on Lynn’s face. When he turned around, he almost lost his breathe. Ann stood in the doorway in a form fitting black dress. The fabric clung to her curves in such a way that still left something to the imagination, just the way Gerry liked it. He let his eyes pass over her, head to toe and back up again. He smiled when he saw that Ann was blushing, making her more beautiful than Gerry though possible. They stared in to each others eyes. For a minuet, Ann though she was going to loose her mind at the very sight of him.

Apparently, Gerry had spoken to Brendan, because he reached out and handed Ann a single pink tulip, her favorite. When she took it, Gerry’s fingers grazed hers and Ann felt her knees giving way.

“Thank you for the flower,” Ann said, giving Gerry a hug before she fell over. “I will have to thank Bren for telling you.” Gerry let out a nervous laugh.

“Well you two better get going,” Lynn said opening the door.

“I guess she’s right,” Gerry said, letting Ann exit first.

“You don’t have to guess, I am always right. Plus, Brendan will be here in like ten.”

The talk Gerry had with Brendan wasn’t just about flowers. He discovered that Ann hated susi but loved Italian. Gerry decided on Roberto’s, a quaint restaurant with all the charm of Italy.

“I love this place,” Ann said as the sat down at a small table in the back of the room. “There is one problem,” she said looking at the menu, “I can't read Italian.”

“Do you want chicken, veal, or fish?” Gerry asked.

“Chicken.”

“I know a little Italian, so I can order, if you want me to.”

“That would be fine,” she said flashing him a smile.

Roberto’s was so authentic, their waiter barely spoke English. Although Gerry’s Italian was quite bad, the waiter understood him.

“Would you like a glass of wine?” Gerry asked.

“You aren’t getting one?”

“I quit drinking years ago. I got in too much trouble.”

“You don’t mind me drinking?”

“Actually, you are cuter when you're drunk,” he said with a smirk, causing Ann to kick him under the table. The footsie continued throughout dinner. Gerry though he was in heaven when Ann rubbed the back of his leg with her foot.

The food was great, but the only thing that Gerry could focus on was the glow coming from Ann. He couldn’t tell if it was the wine or her ability to find something funny in everything that happened that caused it. All he knew was that he was sitting across from the most beautiful women he had ever seen. He had to be honest, American women really were better looking.

Ann couldn’t believe Gerry. Not only did he bring her a tulip, but they were having dinner at an Italian restaurant and he was being more romantic than any man should be especially on a first date. He pulled out her chair, ordered in Italian, and had some Tony Bennett look alike sing an old world style love song. Lynn was going to gag when she heard all this, but Ann was in heaven. He even knew not to come between a women and her chocolate when he insisted he didn’t want any of here torte.

“Ann, you have something under your lip,” Gerry said reaching across the table. He gently wiped away a bit of icing with his finger and licked it clean. “Maybe I will have some, but I have no fork.”

“Let me,” Ann replied. She took a bit of the torte and fed it to Gerry. She giggled uncontrollably when Gerry purposely smeared it all over his face.

When dinner was finished, they got into a cab. Gerry told the driver to go to Ann’s hotel first. Ann placed her hand on Gerry's upper thigh and turned to look in his eyes. “Let’s go to your place.”

Gerry's eyes widened when she squeezed. “Sir,” he said to the cabbie, “just to the Hilton please.”

Ann leaned over and kissed Gerry. He parted his lips, granting her passage. Ann moved her tongue around, enjoying the way it felt with his. She pulled out, licked his lips, and whispered, “You taste like chocolate.”

“So do you,” he said before crushing her lips with his. The kiss was long a deep. His hands were out of control; all over her. Just before things got too heavy, the cab pulled up to the hotel.

When they got in the elevator, a bunch of other people got on as well. Ann didn’t have time to turn around, so she was facing Gerry. He grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to him. Ann could feel his erection growing as she ran her hands up and down his back, stopping to squeeze his butt.

It took Gerry few extra seconds to get the door open, but finally they were in the room. Ann paused after Gerry closed the door, before pulling him close to her.

When she kissed him, his hands went to her hair. It was like silk between his fingers. Ann brought her foot up behind her and tried to get her shoe off. Their kiss was broken when she fell onto the bed.

“Let me do that,” he said kneeling before her. Gerry ran his hands up her legs, stopping at her thighs. He looked into Ann’s eyes and knew exactly what she wanted. He pressed his lips to hers. He worked his tongue as only a master would, gentle yet ferocious. ‘I wonder what else he can do with that,’ Ann though as Gerry unzipped her dress and lowered he back onto the bed.

Gerry struggled to get his shirt off, so Ann decided to help, grabbing either side of it and ripping, sending buttons everywhere. Gerry stood up and let his shirt fall off his shoulders as Ann sat up to help him out of his pants.

Gerry pushed Ann back on the bed. He kissed his way down her body, starting with her lips, moving down her neck, and onto her shoulder. Ann moaned softly when he teased her nipple with his tongue. Ann arched her back when Gerry did the same to her belly button.

Gerry slowly pulled her thong off, leaving a trial of kisses down one leg and back up the other. Ann found out rather quickly what else Gerry could do with hid tongue, as he flicked it around her clit.

“Oh fuck,” Ann moaned as he teased her. Gerry was enjoying his power over her, but soon realized that she still had some over him, as her moans and whimpers caused him to stand at full attention.

Ann grabbed his shoulders as he plunged two fingers into her wetness. It was all Ann could do not to explode as he worked his magical hands, all over her body and inside her. Gerry felt her walls tighten around his fingers, as he moved them in and out, while still licking and sucking her bundle. Ann bucked hard against him as she felt the wave of the greatest orgasm ever roll over her. It was like her whole body was on fire. To help Ann cool down, Gerry blew softly on her clit, sending chills over her body.

“That was…” Ann started.

“Let’s be quiet for a bit,” Gerry said placing a hand over her mouth.

“Come here,” she said beckoning him to lie next to her. Gerry did as he was told. Ann moved her chest over him, kissing him deeply. He moaned against her mouth as she ran her hand over his member, almost gasping at how big it was in her hand. She broke the kiss and looked down at it. “Hello to you big boy,” Ann said with a giggle. Gerry raised himself up on his elbows and plunged his tongue into Ann’s mouth, growling as she began to stroke him.

“Don’t tease me,” he moaned. Ann knew what he meant. She took a deep breathe, and lowered herself on to him. Both of them gasped at the sensation of him filling her.

Ann took control, moving slowly. She winced a bit at the feeling of Gerry inside her. She hadn’t been with anyone in a while and had never been with anyone that big. Gerry sensed this and sat up and held her. She wrapped her legs around him, as he cradled her in his arms.

Their rhythm never got very fast, but slowly they rocked back and forth. Gerry kissed her neck as she moaned against his. She was so tight; it was all he could do to hold out for her.

Ann’s breathing got heavier, as she felt the heat emanating from their bodies. She had never felt this good in her life. It was as though Gerry knew exactly what to do, like he could read her mind.

Right when Ann felt herself falling over the edge, Gerry grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him, filling her to the hilt. She softly called out his name, letting her walls clinch around him. He let himself release, feeling her body quake against his.

Soon, they fell, exhausted, to the bed. Ann cooled down quickly, shivering because her body was covered in sweat. Gerry pulled the covers down and collapsed on the pillow.

She felt sleep take over her body as she laid her head on his chest. Before she drifted of, Gerry mumbled something. She couldn’t tell what he had said, but it wasn’t important. Ann fell asleep, the most peaceful sleep ever, after the greatest orgasm ever.

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