Brooke kissed him slowly and thoroughly as he carefully laid them on their sides on her bed. The heat flowed through her as she kissed him passionately, her hands caressing his heated skin once she stripped him out of his shirt. He groaned and took over, pushing her on her back. She blushed, looking up at her lover.
"Tonight, I will make-love to you." he told her as he looked at her with a tenderness that it took her breath away.
She smiled tremulously then kissed him again, curling her arms around his neck, proving to him just how much she wanted him. She thrust her tongue inside his mouth and kissed him more fiercely. Brooke could never get over how much of a wonderful kisser Lucas was, exploring her mouth with abandon in a way that curled her toes up. When they parted it wasn't for long, their lips met and it was like a flowing spring of desire rushing through, involving their hands. It was like she was ravenous for his taste, the feel of his muscled body against hers made her blood skyrocket to high boil. Lust filled her and she couldn't stop now even if she wanted to. She needed Lucas to the point that she could barely contain herself, kissing him passionately, tasting him fully as her tongue pushed further inside of his mouth.
She gasped when he pulled down her sleeveless burgundy dress, exposing her breasts to the chill of the air-conditioned room until his wandering mouth found the peak of her breast. He suckled her deeply inside his mouth, relishing the texture of her. She brought him closer to her and arched her back. He pulled the garment away and took the other in his mouth, nipping and suckling it, while his hand was busy toying with the slick nub.
"Lucas..." she gasped, the sensations were too much.
"Hmm?" Her nipple still in his mouth.
"Hurry..." she whispered, her eyes closed. And he did, making-love to her gently, showing just how much he loved her in every caress, every stroke of his body until they crested over together in the most earthshaking climax they experienced together.
Afterward she smiled and laid her head on Lucas's silky yet rippled abdomen, absolutely sated. She knew she could never have this easy feeling with anyone, nor could never feel this complete with anyone else. Lucas was the guy for her. She knew it to her core.
"This precious time we have together is a heartbeat, a breath, a sigh, yet it encompasses all of eternity." Lucas said thoughtlessly as he stroked her hair tenderly behind her ear. "Brooke you mean everything to me…I love you."
"I love you too Lucas…so much it scares me." she said as tears shimmered in her eyes.
"Why would it scare you?"
"Because I saw what my mom did to my dad… they used to be in love once…" she explained, the tears leaking onto his skin.
Lucas wiped her tears and said gently, "You and me—we're forever Brooke. You do believe that right?"
"I want to. So bad." she said softly.
"Look at me," When she did as he asked he continued, "We're a team. Okay. Brooke I love you. I love to watch you sleep and listen to your heartbeat… I love to hear my name on your lips… I love to hear your laugh… I love looking into your eyes. I love to kiss on your lips."
Brooke cried softly, falling madly in love with him because of everything he made her feel tonight and the weeks, months, years leading up to it. "Damn you Lucas Scott! Damn you for making me fall in love with you!"
Lucas chuckled knowing that she was only scared and held her close to him, his heart threatening to explode with all the feelings that he had for the girl beside him. It was scary letting someone have this much control of your heart but he trusted Brooke with it. And he knew that she trusted him with hers. Somewhat. And that was enough for now.
Lucas was the first to get up the next morning at the sound of his phone going off, multiple messages that he found were from none other than Peyton. He signed and knew that he couldn't do this anymore. So he messaged her breaking things off. He sighed feeling a million times better than he had since he started the farce relationship.
He kissed Brooke's soft cheek before leaving the room to go to the restaurant downstairs.
Brooke narrowed her eyes as she rose from the messy bed and briefly wondered where Lucas ran off to. Before she could even look her smartphone rang.
"Hello?"
"He-he b-broke up with me!" Peyton sobbed through the phone.
Brooke was stunned but she had to shake herself out of it. "When?"
"This morning! He broke up with me over a text! He couldn't even face me or call me! A text Brooke?!" she said in anger.
Brooke didn't know how to react, though she knew that she needed more information. "What happened? Do you know why he decided to end things?"
"I don't know! I don't know! One minute we're great and the next… he's breaking up with me over a text!"
Brooke really felt guilty. Call her crazy but she hated that Peyton was hurting like this and knowing that she was the reason for it. Damn you Lucas! She thought as she listened to Peyton blabber.
"Send me the text if you still have it?"
Peyton was quiet but then an incoming message from her was received. Brooke read the words and winced. He did not mince any words at all.
This Had Never Crossed My Mind...
Peyton,
You Know, Up Until Recently, The Thought Of Writing A Letter Like This Had Never Crossed My Mind, And I Can't Tell You What's Happened Over Night, But I Totally Lost All Interest In You.
Unfortunately, I Don't Feel Happy By Your Side Anymore, I Don't Have Those Great Feelings When You Touch Me, I Don't Miss You Like I Used To, And, What's More, I Feel Like Being On My Own Because; For Now Good Reason, You've Become Indifferent To Me, Although You Haven't Done Anything To Hurt Me.
Don't Ask Me To Explain Myself Because As I Said, There's No Explanation And It All Happened So Fast. Don't Try To Talk Me Into Changing My Mind, I Know Myself Too Well To Know That Once I Reach This Stage There's No Way Back.
I Hope You Understand That I've Loved You Once, But Now, I Don't Love You Enough To Share You My Most Intimate Moments With You.
Lucas
Brooke was stunned. Flat out. "Wow…you know what I think?"
Peyton sniffles. "What?"
"You're better off without him." she said honestly.
Thirty minutes of calming Peyton down, and a quick shower later Brooke entered the elevator, completely pissed off. Dressed in a sparkly red tunic top and black fishnet leggings in black-suede eight inch heel boots, Brooke looked confident and sexy and she knew it. All eyes seemed to be on her. Even a couple of old guys. She shuddered at the thought then walked out of the elevator.
Lucas sat in the corner of the restaurant downstairs, looking very hot in his black T-shirt and dark-blue denim jeans. She approached him, still more than a little mad at him. He smiled, one of those wide breathtakingly beautiful smiles that she loved so much—and it almost made her forgive him—almost. She sat down next to him in the booth.
The smile then melted from his face, which made her want to cry at the loss. "Are you mad at me?"
"You gathered that did you?" she huffed, turning her back on him.
He sighed and tried to joke, "You can't be too mad at me—otherwise you wouldn't be here."
She narrowed her eyes, "Guess again—Romeo."
"Brooke," he said, making a grab for her, but she dodged it very neatly. "C'mon—don't be like that…"
"Be like what? Like a girl that had to console an inconsolable Peyton who coincidentally gotten broken up with via text from a Lucas Scott!"
He winced, "Oh that…"
"Yes that! What the hell were you thinking Lucas?!"
"That I love—tacos!" Lucas said suddenly as Karen and Ted walked up
Brooke looked confused until their parents stood beside her. "You guys ready for the day?"
After spending the entire day having fun with their parents they spent time in the Great room with their parents. After a while Karen and Ted smiled and hugged their children.
"I don't know about you two but we're exhausted. We will see you both tomorrow. Brooke?"
Brooke looked up and asked, "Yes?"
Karen looked at her step daughter and asked, "Do you want to talk about it? You've been sulking all day."
Brooke shook her head, avoiding Lucas's pleading eyes as she did so. "No I'm just worried about Peyton."
"How about this… you and me have a spa day together while the boys do their own thing huh?"
Brooke smiled and nodded, "That sounds nice."
They bid goodnight to their parents and were now all alone. "Brooke…please talk to me!"
"I have nothing to say to you."
"Well I have something to say to you!" Lucas sighed, and then painstakingly replied, "I broke up with her because I know that I can't pretend to like her much less love her when I love you Brooke! And you can't ask me to just because you want to spare her feelings."
She blushed then brushed her hand against his package under the table. He knew that sign quite well, it was the surprisingly intense I-want-you-now sign. Lucas was shocked at the turn of events then got over it and looked at her hungrily, his cock shooting harder at the contact. She looked at him with hungry eyes and he knew he had to get her to their room. Now.
"Let's get out of here."
She smiled, "Thought you would never ask."
He grinned, then took her hand and led her toward the elevators in record time. When they made it in another couple tried to enter but Lucas pushed them out then replied, "I'm sorry you'll have to catch another one." He then pushed the close button.
"Hey we were abou—" the guy complained until the door shut in his face.
Brooke laughed, shaking her head. "Why'd you do that?"
"I've been waiting to have you all day…I don't think I can wait any longer." He said grasping her desperately while pressing a certain button making the elevator halt. All the blood in his body went straight to his aching cock.
Her eyes widened, "Here?"
He nodded, "Yeah here."
The look in his eyes took her breath away, "Are you sure?"
He smirked then pushed her into the wall and kissed her deeply, and so very hot that she was instantly wet. When he parted from her he licked her lips, unable to stop tasting her, "How about some ridiculous fun?"
"How ridiculous?" she gasped.
He didn't say another word just kissed her until she was mindless.
