Just a little something I've been thinking of. I kept getting distracted while I was writing it so I hope it doesn't sound too choppy. Hope y'all like it. I do not own OTH or it's characters, unfortunately. Again, enjoy, and happy holidays!
Brooke POV
I sighed and quietly shut the front door behind me. I dropped my bags and kicked off my heels, glad to finally have some relief. After a week of meetings in New York, I was exhausted and more than happy to be back home. Glancing around the dark house, I tried to put off the disappointment that Peyton wasn't sitting up and waiting for me in the living room. Then again, it was almost 1 in the morning, and she was expecting me to come back a couple days later. Still, a welcome home surprise would have been nice. Maybe I can make her makeup for it. All it takes is a pout or a whine and she'd do anything for me, I smirk to myself.
And wow, that made me sound like a total conniving bitch. I swear, I do my best not to take advantage of that fact. And besides, it's not like I wouldn't do the same for her. She's my P. Sawyer, the best BFF I could ever ask for. If only she knew how much more I wanted us to be...oh well. I have her right now, at least as much as I can. She lives with ME. At night, she comes home to ME. When she considers making plans for the day, it's ME she asks to make sure it's okay. Hell, most of the time it's MY bed she sleeps in every night. Hmmmm...speaking of which, that sounds pretty warm and inviting. Maybe I'll surprise her and slip into bed with her. Nothing sounds better than cuddling into my warm P. Sawyer pillow.
Deciding that some snuggling would be the best welcome home celebration I'd be getting tonight, I stripped off my dress and threw it on the back of the couch on my way up the stairs to the bedrooms, not even caring that I was now walking in just my red lace bra and thong. Reaching the top of the steps, I was surprised to see a dim light emitting from Peyton's room. From the soft glow, I guessed it was the small lamp that sat on her nightstand. Wondering what she could be up for at this time of night, I snuck towards the door, leaning in just enough to see through the crack in the door. I almost passed out from the vision I saw. It was like I died and my fantasy heaven came true.
Peyton was sitting up on her knees on the bed, the soft glow of the lamp making her naked body glow in the most beautiful of ways. Her thighs were parted and one hand moved slowly around her smooth shaven mound. The hand would move further down and disappear in what I could only imagine would be the blonde's luscious lower lips. I couldn't help but lick my lips at the very thought of it. Her other hand kneaded her supple breast. She rolled her nipple between her fingers and smoothed her hand down over her toned stomach, before coming back up to her breast. Eyeing them now, I had to admit that while they were still small, she had filled out more there. She was easily a C, rather than the B I had always known her to be.
My eyes moved over the smooth curves of her body once more, swell of hips, the dip in her collarbone, soft curve of shoulders connecting to her smooth neck. Lastly, and most arousing, I looked over the expression on her face. Her head was tilted forward as she watched her own hand work on her center, darkened curls falling over her face. Her eyes were wide open, shining with a dark evergreen color that I had never seen before. Her bottom lip was tucked between her teeth and a small moan escaped my sexy blonde bestie. I had to stop myself from letting out one of my own as I watched Peyton 'service herself.'
I watched on as Peyton continued to lightly touch herself and felt myself get wet at the image. It was like a dream come true for me. I didn't even feel any guilt over peeping on my best friend, instead indulging in this one time wonder of seeing Peyton like this. I slipped my own hand I into my underwear and rubbed hard on my own clit. I bit my lip, fighting back moans as I enjoyed the show. Thoughts of going in there, joining her, taking charge, and having my way with her crossed my mind, fueling my desire. After a few minutes, I found myself nearing the edge. Not wanting to come before the show was over, I tried to wait it out, but couldn't after a few more minutes. I pressed my free hand to the wall to support myself as I felt my pleasure come in waves, rocking my body to the pulses of my orgasm.
After a minute, I felt myself come down from it. The world slowly came back into focus and I turned my attention back to my blonde entertainment. I was more than a little surprised to see her still going, and even at the same pace. Now more interested than aroused, I just watched her. She suddenly threw her head back and screwed her eyes shut, moving her hand just a bit faster. I watched every move she made, expecting this to be her moment, but instead she let out an irritated groan and flopped back on the bed. Her limbs were spread out as she huffed. I raised a brow and waited curiously. She curled her legs up and then flopped them back down to the sides, her legs sitting in a butterfly style, her pussy on full display.
I licked my lips again at the sight, burning it into my memory. Peyton's aggravated voice broke through my thoughts, "Fuck! Seriously!? I can't even get myself off!? Ughhhhh!" Now this peaked my interest. "It's bad enough that being around Brooke all day drives me fucking nuts, now I can't even get myself off from it!"
Oohhhhhh now that really had my attention. So blondie has the hots for me? Mmmmmm...this really is my dream come true. Now, I just have to make it happen. I eyed Peyton as she rolled over onto her stomach, burying her face in the pillow. Perfect. I took this opportunity to sneak up behind her and jumped on her legs. I quickly straddled her sexy little ass, stopping her from getting up. She shot up on her elbows though, whipping around to see who had captured her legs. "Brooke!?"
"Hey sexy." I purred into her ear, trailing my hands up and down her back.
"Brooke! What the fuck?"
"Don't act like you don't want this P."
"I-"
"I saw you. I heard you." I cut her off, watching as her face turned bright red at the words. She did her best to turn towards me, but our current position didn't allow it very well. I slid my hands back up to her shoulder blades and ushered her to lie back down. "Just lay back baby. I'll take care of you."
After a moment, I felt the tension leave her body and a sigh escape her throat. I smoothed my hands down the curves of her side, pressing hot kisses to her neck. I switched sides and gave a long lick from her shoulder to just behind her ear. A shiver passed through her and I smiled into her skin. I kissed a trail to the base of her neck, biting it a little and giving the skin a soft tug. Her hips rolled up and back into my pelvis, offering herself to me and trying to get some friction for herself. Arousal folded my veins at her submissive gesture and another thought crossed my mind.
I quickly climbed off her and scramble to sit back against the headboard. She looked up at me questioningly. I opened my arms and legs to her, "come here. Lean back against me baby."
Peyton scrambled a little clumsily to get up and fall back into my arms. She squirmed some to get comfortable, her back resting against my bra clad chest. Once she settled, I laid my hands on her bent knees and pressed hot kisses along her neck again. She moaned and rolled her head to allow me more access. Slowly, I slid my hands down to the inside of her thighs and coaxed them to spread open for me. We both now sat together, legs spread wide open, my breasts pressed to Peyton's back my arms wrapped around her waist, rubbing her smooth stomach, and me marking her neck with hot kisses. Her hands rested on my thighs as she pressed back into me. Another moan escaped her, this time followed by my own.
"I'm gonna teach you something baby." I whisper to her. She hums in response. "I'm gonna teach you how to properly 'Brooke' yourself." My tongue flicks over the shell of her ear, getting a gasp in return.
"Mmm Brooke." She breathes out.
"First, you have to tease a little." I move my hands down from her stomach to her inner thighs. I slide one finger slowly and incredibly lightly up and down each, never crossing the crease that connects to her core. I nipped her neck and she rolled her hips, whining for more.
"Oh, god Brooke, please."
I chuckled at her. Continuing to play my game, I spoke seductively, "next, you have to give it just a little taste of what's coming." I trailed one finger from the bottom of her pussy lips to the top, never putting enough pressure to even spread them. I did this once or twice more before wiggling my fingers softly into the spot I knew her sensitive little nub was hiding. Her hips jerked up at the contact and she moaned wantonly. I softly circled her clit, getting her all nice and worked up. Once she was rolling her hips consistently to the feeling I removed my hand. Peyton whined at the loss of contact, looking up and back at me with desperation on her face. I comforted her with a small kiss to the lips and then a peck on her nose.
"Now, you can't forget about this little spot." I pressed my finger gently to her opening, feeling liquid already poured out and smeared over the skin. Slowly, I dipped my finger in and out of her, going deeper each time. She moaned when I added a second finger and rolled her hips again to match my rhythm. Moving my hand to cup her crotch, I plunged my fingers into her and curled them. A cry escaped Peyton's lips and her body once again jerked forward. I kept it up, picking up the pace. Peyton threw her head back onto my shoulder and I pressed my face into her neck. My free hand held around her waist, keeping her from jumping to far from my grip. Wanting her to feel it more though, I commanded, "Peyton. Touch yourself baby. Rub your clit, just like I showed you. Hell yea baby, just like that." I told her as she followed my order, immediately bucking harder against both of our hands.
I knew at this rate it wouldn't take much more. I pressed a little further into her and rubbed just a tad bit harder on her G-spot, biting onto her neck once more before grounding out, "come for me Peyton. I wanna fucking see you come." That apparently did the trick and a second later her body started to roll, hips jerking forward into my hand which continued to work her. Her hand had abandoned her clit and instead clung to anything it could reach. A few moments passed before she finally came back down to earth. I softly stroked her sides, placing gentle kisses on her neck and cheeks. She leaned back into me, relaxing I to my arms as I hugged her to me.
"Wow" she finally breathed out after a little time had passed.
"Mhmmm, so did you learn anything blondie?"
"Oh yea."
"And what was that?" I asked smugly.
"That I don't need to learn how to fuck myself, I can just have you do it."
"I better be the only one to do it." I growled out.
She smiled at me and giggled, turning to meet me for a hot kiss. "Mmmm, only if there's more of this."
"Oh sweetie, there is so much more than just this. I have so much to teach you." I said teasingly.
She did turn to face me this time, looking sexy ready for another round. "Well then what do ya say we get started on that next lesson right away?"
I just laughed in response before pulling her back into to me for a searing kiss and falling back onto the bed, feeling lighter than ever.
