Apologizing To Gerry

Annie
I woke up to soft snoring next to me. I rolled over to look at Gerry. I gently traced his facial features. I had always adored his muscular face. His sharp angular cheekbones made him look so masculine, while his thick lips and long eyelashes gave him a softness that I loved. I sighed as guilt over how I acted the night before filled me. He had never given me a reason to doubt how he felt about me. I leaned down to kiss him as I reached into his boxers to hesitantly touch his cock. He immediately started to get hard as my fingers drifted down his length. He lifted his hips, making me strengthen my touch.
“Annie,” he moaned breathlessly before a snore escaped his lips.
I brushed my lips over his neck. “Gerry…”
I gently tugged his boxers down so I could watch in awe as I stroked him. He groaned as he started to rouse.
“Annie…”
“Gerry.”
I climbed onto his lap, holding myself up a little so I could teasingly rub his tip along my lips as I lightly dragged my nails down his chest before lowering myself fully onto his shaft. I let out a loud moan as he filled me completely. I started to move my hips, riding him hesitantly as I balanced myself on the wall. Feelings of bliss immediately started to fill me, making me even more aroused. His breathing changed seconds before his hands went to my waist. In one swift movement, he tossed me to the side before quickly rolling over to thrust into me.
“Annie!”
“Gerry,” I gasped out as I gripped his shoulders.
He lowered his head to kiss me as he thrust into me with long strokes. As I raised my hips to meet his thrusts, he growled against my lips.
“That’s it, baby! Take me!” He ordered.
His husky, aroused command sent a fresh rush of arousal through my body, making my pussy grip him harder. I cried out as he pushed into me deeper. I pushed on his shoulders.
“Gerry, wait!” I said.
He immediately began to pull out of me, but I locked my legs around his waist, keeping him inside of me.
“NO! Just raise up a little,” I whispered, blushing.
He pulled back just enough to be able to put his hands on the headboard as he continued to move in and out of me in deeper strokes.
“Annie, what’s wrong?” He moaned.
I reached between us to start to unbutton my nightgown while he followed my hands’ path down my body with his eyes. When it was fully unbuttoned, I pushed the nightgown off my shoulders before pulling my arms out. He looked down my body again before meeting my eyes.
“You are so beautiful, baby,” he whispered in awe.
“Th-thank you,” I stammered.
He leaned down to kiss me softly again before kissing down my neck to suck on my nipple. My back arched, pushing my breast deeper into his mouth while I ran my fingers through his hair. I moaned louder, making his movements grow more wild.
“Fuck, Annie! Yes!”
I bit my lip to keep from screaming out as my pleasure intensified. He groaned above me, and my eyes jumped to his to find that he was staring at my mouth. I slowly let my lip roll out from under my teeth before biting into it again. His eyes darkened, flickering between his and Kraven’s eyes. His cock got harder inside of me, throbbing. He kept his eyes on mine as he moved to my neck, where he bit down into his mark on my neck. Marsha went crazy in my head, lifting my hips rapidly and riding his cock furiously as wave after wave of pleasure threatened to drown me. I raked my nails down his back as my body violently shook under him.
“GERRY!”
“Annie,” he moaned against my lips as he joined me in riding the waves in the sky.
When he collapsed next to me, I immediately rolled over to cuddle on his chest. He shifted slightly so that he could wrap his arm around my shoulders. His hand slowly moved down my back to squeeze my ass.
“Good morning to you too, Annie,” he said softly.
I buried my face in his chest to hide my dark blush. “I’m sorry. I just… I’m sorry about last night. I just… I was upset.”
His hand moved back up to rest just above my hip. “Why were you upset, Annie?” He asked softly.
“When I saw that girl and how quickly you jumped out of the car to talk to her…I thought…”
“You thought what, Annie? Please tell me,” he murmured.
“I thought you felt something for her,” I whispered as I rolled away from him to sit on the edge of the bed, where I began to button up my nightgown with my head down. “I was afraid that I was going to lose you again. She is so beautiful. How could I compare to her? She’s perfect. She’s at most a size 4. Perfect, round, full breasts with an equally impressive ass. She has flawless skin and healthy hair.” I let my eyes drift close. “She even has a perfect nose,” I said frustratedly as I got up to pace. “She doesn’t have a zit or a freckle out of place. She doesn’t have split ends or even a chipped nail. She’s so put together, and I”—I waved at my body—“I look like this!”
He crawled off the bed to approach me. He lifted my chin so that I was looking into his eyes. “Annaria, I really wish you could see yourself how I see you. If you did, you would never see anything but perfection. You are the most gorgeous woman that I have ever seen. Yes, Katherine was beautiful. Yes, she is all those things that you said, but she lacked one thing that you always had.”
“What’s that?” I asked almost silently.
He kissed my knuckles before placing my hand flat on his chest over his beating heart. “This, Annie. You have had my heart for so long that there’s nothing left to give to anyone else.”
“But I’m not perfect,” I confided, ashamed.
“Good, Annie! I don’t want you to be perfect. I don’t need you to be either. I just need you to be Annie. I need you to be mine,” he told me.
I moved my hand up to grip his wrist. “Are you sure?”
“Very, Annie. You don’t just own my heart. You are my heart. You are what keeps me going. You are every breath I take. You are every thought, every fantasy, every wish, and every dream. You are simply everything to me, Annie. I don’t care if you have one freckle that’s slightly off-centered. I don’t care if you think your ears are too high or too low. I don’t care if you think your lips are too pink or that your nose is too button-like. I don’t see any of the ‘flaws’ you see when I look at you.”
“What do you see when you look at me?” I whispered.
“I see everything that I could ever want. You are my family, my best friend, and the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
“But what about our family?” I asked, my fear coming out more.
“What about them, Annie?” He replied.
“They’re going to be mad and disown us,” I answered.
“Do you love me?” He questioned softly.
“Yes,” I said breathlessly.
“Do you know that I love you?”
“I think so,” I admitted softly. “I really hope you do.”
He smiled widely at me. “I do. So, with that being said, stop thinking about our family. This is not about them. This is about how we feel about each other. Me and you, Annie. Not Osprey, Elena, or our parents.” He stopped talking to kiss me passionately for a moment before pulling away to rest his forehead against mine. “Fuck them, Annie. I only care about you and if you love me and want me. They can all suck dicks and go to hell.”
I couldn't help but giggle at his impassioned words. I gently puckered my lips so that they were resting lightly against his. We remained still for a moment, doing nothing but letting our lips remain pressed against each other’s. When I pulled back, he let me go even though I could see it in his eyes that he didn’t want to let me go. I glanced at the bathroom door, sighing.
“We should get ready to go. School starts today,” I told him quietly.
“I know, baby. You can shower first while I make us some breakfast.”
“Okay.”
I quickly walked to the bathroom door before pausing to look over my shoulder at him as he began to tug on his boxers.
“Hey, Gerry?”
“Yes, Annie?”
I bit my lip nervously, and his gaze immediately dropped to my mouth. “Do you want to shower with me?” I blurted before I could change my mind.
His eyes immediately brightened with excitement. “Are you sure?” He asked.
“No, but I would like you to,” I answered.
He hurried over to me, picked me up on his way into the bathroom, and deposited me on the sink before starting the water. He turned back toward me with his eyes glinting happily.
“Do you remember the day you spread your heat scent all over my bed?” He asked as he approached me slowly.
“Yes,” I replied nervously.
“I went a little crazy over you. No matter how many times I changed my sheets and blankets, I couldn’t quite get rid of your scent. It was burned into my memory. I would jack off in the shower every day, thinking about you rolling around in my bed, claiming me.” He nudged my legs apart to stand between them as he began to unbutton my nightgown. “I still jack off in the shower thinking about that day,” he admitted.
“Why are you telling me this?” I whispered, flushing again.
He kissed me deeply before pulling back. “Because, my sweet, sweet, Annie, today I want you to jack me off in the shower. Do you think you can do that for me?”
I looked away from him as my face heated even more. “Yes. I can do that for you…”