Lying Helpless in Her Arms
Chapter 11 - Brooklyn Penelope
Though before his message she wasn't thinking about anything red, she was now looking for her red pieces. She didn't have as much red clothes as she had on high school but she still owned a few. There wasn't any reason behind it though. She just liked to have a lot of black, brown, gray because it made her life easier. She kept her very colorful clothes for her public appearances.
She picked a sleeveless shutter pleats dress with a V-neckline at front and scoop neckline at back. It fit her body in the right places and finished mid-thigh. She picked a white trend coat and matching sandals and purse to complete her apparel. She also picked her jewelry and put it all over her bed. The combination was great and she was getting in the dress when she heard her front door.
She looked at her nightstand watch and it was indeed thirty minutes since she got his message. She quickly got her earrings and necklace and she was sliding her foot on her sandal when he entered her bedroom.
"Good morning, Brooklyn" he said stopping in the doorway with a mischievous smile in his face. He knew the reaction would come soon. According to the book, she hated it. He couldn't think of a more appropriate name though. It wasn't a name that he particularly liked before, actually it never really got his attention but looking at her now he felt it was perfect for her.
"What's up with the full name thing, Baker?" she hissed as she hooked her bracelet. Surely sooner or later he would figure it out and use it against her. It was so like him to say these things to annoy her. Julian Baker could be really purposefully annoying sometimes.
"Let me help you with this" he said walking towards her and taking the zipper on the sideline of her dress, he slowly closed it.
"I have to agree, red is definitely your color" he whispered in her ear mesmerized by her. She looked absolutely beautiful, even more radiant than she was routinely.
"I hadn't worn red in a long time. It is a good change" she mused turning around to face him immediately wrapping her arms around his waist "Thanks for the tip" she winked to him and brushed softly her lips on his cheek, letting go of his body and taking the purse she used the day before to get her stuff into the one she would be wearing then.
"I'll wait for you in there" he said pointing out to the door and leaving her alone to get her personal stuff in her purse.
"I wonder if there will be a lot of people on Villa's" she exclaimed as she entered her living room but didn't see him. Crossing the room she saw him in her kitchen, with his back turned to her.
"What are you doing?" she asked as she moved towards him.
"Putting the table for our breakfast" he said while he placed the plates and cups.
She was actually really surprised not only because he already got their breakfast but also by the beautiful table he put. Everything was perfectly placed and he even got a rose in a thin vase. She had no idea how he managed to do these things. She wasn't even sure if said vase was hers or not but her kitchen never looked so inviting like that morning.
"I thought we were going to Villa's. You say you love it there, that is cozy and I am sure you enjoy meeting Susan" she pretended not be surprised or impressed though she knew it was pointless. He knew how to read her as if he had known her for years.
"As much as everything you said is true, I prefer to stay here with you alone. You are hilarious when you are jealous but I want you all to myself in these remaining five days" he explained sitting down in front of her "You look beautiful, Brooklyn" he told grabbing her hand.
"I think I prefer Brookie" she retorted rolling her eyes.
"Or maybe Brooklyn Penelope" he teased with a grin as he start to fill her cup with latte.
"Okay. I'll help your knowing process here. I hate my name, both of them, so Brooke, Davis, B. Davis, Dimples, whatever you want. Just drop the borough and the P word" she sarcastically added while her arms moved in the air as she spoke.
"Okay, Penelope may be too much but Brooklyn is beautiful, it makes justice to you" he said getting coffee into his cup.
"No full names" she demanded as she got a slice of Italian bread and cheese.
"But I like Brooklyn" he slightly pouted bringing her hand close to his face but not kissing it "It is a beautiful name" he completed playing with her hand "Please?"
"Nope" she shook her head. She hated her name. But she loved his pleading and sweet voice. Did she just use the word love? Well, she loved Ben & Jerry ice cream, she loved chocolate pancakes and she loved the sun, so there was no problem to love his sweet voice. And truth to be said it wasn't the only thing she loved though she didn't have such feeling for the man that possessed all these lovely traces. His grin had been the first thing she loved about him and there was his seducing voice and his sweet voice, the way he kissed her, the way he smelled, the way he said every single syllable and word but his penetrating voice – which she also loved – was now bringing her from her thoughts.
"I like to say Brooklyn" he said slowly and the way the word sounded on his lips was different. Brooke had to admit it was almost bearable when he said. The key word being almost.
"But I like it when you call me Dimples" she pouted stopping her actions with the food and giving her full attention to him. That was one more thing she loved about the man in front of her. Ever since the first time he said it she loved it. Though it was literally on her face and it was definitely her trademark no one ever called her that and she had her doubts if someone actually had said it she would like it as much as she loved it on his perfect lips.
"Okay, I am sure is humanly impossible to resist to this dimpled puppy face you make, Brooklyn" he laughed "I mean, Dimples".
"Thank you" she said with a fake smile.
"Just once in awhile?" he asked doing his own puppy face and she had to admit it was a very melting one. It was the first time he did it and she just wanted to jump from her seat and clutch her nails on his cheeks and squeeze it kissing every inch of his beautiful face. That face was just too lovely and cute for her to resist but she did her best to keep sat on her place.
"Just when you are mad at me" she offered with a serious face. Not even his perfectly cute and irresistible puppy face would make her agree with the borough. She really disliked it.
"First I will never get mad at you. Second, supposing I ever do, the last name I would like to call you is Brooklyn" he explained softly tilting his head slightly to the side, admiring her beauty and stubbornness "And you know why?" he challenged.
"I have nooooo idea" she said sarcastically, widening her eyes and getting more bread and cheese.
"Because it suits you. It fits your sweetness and strength, your vulnerability and bravery and your beauty and passion. Because it reminds me of you" he mused and this time he kissed her hand. First a long peck on her backhand and then quick pecks on her knuckles alternated with Please requests
"Fine" she said taking her hand away of his. It was turning her on and she needed to control herself. She was in his company for only… wow, it was eight minus ten already "I hate to cut it short but I need to go" she announced
"I need too, but I don't want to go, I want to stay with you" he whined sipping his already cold coffee. He hated cold coffee so he placed the cup back in the table.
"I have a busy day of work ahead of me, honey, sorry to disappoint" she said quickly finishing her latte and taking a napkin to get her pancake while she stood up. He had picked her favorites food, of course, and she knew it was no coincidence.
He followed her motions and stood up as well. It didn't go unnoticed by him that she just called him honey. While he wasn't too fond of pet names, honey was actually one he liked. He often used it to Julia, that's when he didn't call her princess. He never called anyone honey or princess, it was reserved to his baby girl, who wasn't really a baby anymore but for him she would always be. And now, listening to the word in Brooke's lips he just wanted to reciprocate it.
"You do realize you didn't eat anything, right?" she cut him off his thoughts while she put one pancake over the other.
"Who is catching every detail now, huh?" he teased taking her empty cup and his own to the sink.
"You are not the only one with good memory, Baker. Also they say the breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You should stop elsewhere and eat something" she explained and took a bit of her pancake. Delicious. She couldn't believe for years she lost this great pancake just one block away of her house.
"So are you worried about my health?" he smirked as he removed now the plates.
"Not exactly but I have business with you, so you better be alive to produce the movie that will make me more famous, if that's even possible" she pulled another satisfaction face as she tasted one more bit of her pancakes.
"So, as I see you are interested in only making business with me, why don't you bail Clothes over Bros today and come with me to the set?" he proposed motioning to remove the remaining of their food but she shook her free hand for him do not do it.
"I have some work to do, mister" she justified as she walked to the near drawer and got two Ziplocs.
"Anything more pleasant and profitable than my company and movie?" he asked watching amused as she got some bread, cheese and ham in a Ziploc. She ate more than most of the thin women he knew but that was too much even for Brooke.
"Probably both as we haven't discussed how much you are paying me" she teased moving to one of the cabinets getting some ground Cinnamon and apple sauce. She turned on her griddle. They was almost cold and she wanted them to be very hot.
She re-warmed the four pieces of bread. She put a lot of apple sauce and powdered ground Cinnamon over it while Julian carefully watched her moves. He never imagined Brooke could move so naturally in a kitchen. Fair enough, she was only re-warning her toasts and soaking them with apple sauce but still it surprised him.
It was the perfect domestic picture. He was undoing the table, getting the dirty dish into her washing machine while she packed her breakfast. As he passed by her he rubbed his arm on her or simply pecked her shoulder to which she always smiled.
"Oh, so definitely more pleasing than my company?"
"Sure" she said looking at him and then back to the ingredients on her hands. She got another Ziploc and carefully placed the toasts inside it.
"I am hurt" he pouted with the same puppy face of before and she really had to control herself not to bite his cheeks and squeeze it with her fingers until she probably injured him.
"You are not, honey, maybe your ego is a bit scratched but that's all" she offered placing the two Ziplocs, a fork, a knife and a spoon inside a Tupperware pot along with some napkins.
"Okay. First, you are priceless, Brooke Davis. Even if I paid the whole budget I have for you, it would call short. Second, I thought these numbers should be dealt with Victoria. Third there is nothing more pleasing than my company" he retorted smiling softly but realizing she needed help her with her coat, purse, laptop and Tupperware pots.
"You started well, Baker but finished poorly" she said handing him her laptop case as they walked out of the apartment.
"Spend the day with me, not today, the rest of the week" he offered stopping in front of her before they reached the elevator panel
She moved aside and pressed the elevator button "I can't" she said softly
"You can, you are moving away in five days; of course you can spend these days with me. I am sure you already worked in the urgent things you had to do before you leave" he reasoned as he blocked her way to the still closed elevator doors
"I did but…" she said looking up to him
"No buts, spend these days with me, Dimples" he asked moving his free hand to her waist
"Victoria will kill me" she answered trying to avoid looking at him. She knew the drill. The pleading face, the begging eyes, the sad grin. She knew she couldn't resist to Julian Baker when he asked something to her like that. And she hated she was so weak. She should be stronger. She shouldn't let him have this power over her, even though his face was so damn cute.
"What about we go there now and I tell her I talked briefly with you first and I show both of you the project and I tell Victoria I would need you immediately, for maybe five days" he tried again. He had to change her mind. He needed to have her as much as possible in the few days they had. Five days definitely weren't enough for him. He craved for her and all the newly discovered things about her.
"Julian… I can't" she said apologetically pressing the underground button once they were inside of the elevator.
"Yes you can, Brooklyn, and you want as well" he said tugging the hair of her face behind her ear.
"Full name plus cocky remark won't really convince me, you know" she retorted but the smile on her face said him she wasn't too far from accepting his proposal.
"What about this?" he leaned down brushing her lips with his longingly. He licked her lips softly bringing her body closer to his. He wanted to get rid of all the things they were holding in their hands and just fully embrace her. The taste of her lips, the softly and slow moves of her tongue on his. Didn't she want more time for them to kiss like that?
"That's definitely convincing" she breathed out when they broke apart to get some air
"And tempting" he brought his lips back to hers and kissed her even more intensely than the first time
"Will sex be a part of this five days deal?" she asked after another long kiss, her face flushing and her heart almost jumping out of her chest. She felt weak in her knees and her body just craved for his.
"Probably" he murmured looking to her with lust.
She got his look and couldn't help but open her mouth ajar, with her eyes closed and lick her lips while her free hand ran over his shirt, from his chest down to his stomach feeling his muscles beneath the thin fabric and moaning in anticipation of what would be like having sex with him again.
Julian couldn't think of anything sexier than the woman in front of him as they stood in the elevator. The lust and desire written in her face made his pants tight "Definitely" he muttered leaning to kiss her one more time nearly letting her laptop fall.
"So I guess we have a meeting with the legendary Victoria Davis" she said just after the third kiss finished, moving her hand to the back of his neck bringing his lips to kisses numbers four, five, six…
After they finally reached for the underground floor they got everything over the truck of her car and their bodies collided.
They wanted each other eagerly. Julian was waiting for the right moment but he didn't know if he was going to be able to wait. The kisses and the intimate moments they had last night in her bed proved him that she was ready and that he didn't need to wait anything else.
He slid his hands to her hips and brought her body to his while his hungry lips savored the taste of her mouth. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. Her reddish lips were so soft and warm that he couldn't resist. He finally closed his mouth over hers in a deep and intense kiss. Her eyes slid shut and she was lost into his touch. When he finally let her up for air she was speechless, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly opened.
He lowered his head to her neck and nipped and kissed her lavishly, knowing it was one of her sensitive spots, which her deep moan confirmed. He then lifted her and brought her against his waist and she immediately crossed her legs around it, her tight dress almost tearing apart. He knew the red tissue was almost ripping so he moved one of his hands from her butt and touching her soft skin he slid the fabric over her thigh nearly showing off her underwear but he didn't care. Most people already left to work and he wouldn't stop his actions now.
He repeated the motion in her other thigh and while his strong hands slid in her trembling skin she lightly moaned in his mouth as they devoured each other's tongues. He licked the inside of her lips and then rubbed seductively across the roof of her mouth. He could feel her moans coming from her chest that was glued to his own and their heartbeat increasing quickly.
She could feel her folds getting wet and she couldn't stop herself from slightly rubbing his bulge. The motion of her body on his made it impossible for him to resist.
"I want you, Brooklyn" he whispered gasping for air.
"Take me, Julian, make me yours" she muttered and moaned as his lips abandoned her mouth and moved to her jawbone, shoulder and finally her cleavage. He pulled their bodies against the wall and holding her butt with only one of his hands, sharing her weight with the wall he moved his other hand to one of her breast, rubbing it eagerly
Her moans at his touch were long and filled of desire, leading his arousal to take the best of him. He let go of her breast and moved his hand underneath her dress and moving her panties aside his fingers finally met her wet center.
Her body tossed at the contact on her throbbing folds. She arched her back as much as she could against the wall to give her balance to move her hands to his pant. She needed to undo his belt and feel more than his fingers inside of her "I want you inside of me" she gasped
Julian helped her with his pants "The condoms are in my wallet in my coat" he breathed out as she reached for his iron member. His coat was over her car that was some feet away from them.
"I need you inside of me, Julian. Now" she whispered seductively "Enter me, Baby" she pleaded and Julian couldn't resist.
That wasn't anything like what he planned. He didn't want to have wild sex with her again. He wanted something meaningful and slow. He wanted to appreciate and touch her whole naked body, in a bed, while he conquered her body and soul. He wanted to get intoxicated by her smell, the smell of her cream and close his eyes feeling her inside walls shrieking against his member. He didn't want to possess her on an underground parking lot, against a dirty wall. Brooke Davis deserved better than that but he wasn't able to control his actions when she sounded and looked so tempting.
Brooke could already feel the tip of his erection in her thigh when they heard the elevator ding, just a few steps by their sides. Immediately he released her and turned around to fix his pants while a mother and her child walked out of the elevator.
Brooke knew her heavy breath and flushed face would betray their antics. She also turned her back to the elevator and moving both of her hands to his shoulders she talked very audibly "I am sorry, honey, I promise you I didn't do anything. You know I love you, you know I would never be around any other man. He tried to take advantage of me when I was vulnerable. It was my sister funeral for God's sake" she faked a hurt voice and even sniffed her nose while Julian looked up to her with a puzzled face.
The woman and her kid walked behind Julian and Brooke arched bodies and she actually felt bad for them, as Brooke really sounded hurt and regretful.
Julian was trying to hold the laughs while he tried to regain his composure, the boner making it hard from him to stuff it inside his pants. When he finally did he looked up to her and she had the most mischievous smile in her face as they waited for the woman to leave the parking lot.
As soon as her car passed the gate he burst out laughing.
"Wow, that was an outstanding performance" he exclaimed as they walked back to her car.
She shrugged her shoulders "Nobody wants to get into a couple fighting over cheating".
"You are amazing, Brooklyn" he said grabbing her by the waist and pulling her into an affectionate kiss.
"And I am very late, so if you want me to spend the day with you we need to talk to Victoria before her meetings. We finish this act later" she said as she got her coat, purse and Tupperware from her trunk, handing the latter for him.
"Eat this while I drive us" she said winking to him as she moved to the driver's side while he stood there looking at her surprised. He didn't imagine for one moment she did it for him though she picked the same ingredients he would always pick to put in his French toast.
She opened her door and stopped there before entering the car "You can't starve" she said with a soft smile
"Thanks, Dimples" he said with a matching face.
AN: Lots of action in this chapter. Which makes it completely different from the last one. It also has its funny parts- which I always enjoy. The emotional parts I'll let to Volume II and I guess you guys voted for the second option, to explore their time apart - which was my favorite as well ;)
I am still betaless, but I am paying much attention to the grammar, trying to make the best I can.
I really like their exchanges in this chapter (not too much the underground one but still). I love it how they look so perfect in her kitchen and they feel comfortable about it.
I love that he calls her Brooklyn and that he thinks it fits her. The truth is he is so mesmerized by her that he would whatever name she had.
Next up: They meet Victoria and a bit of their meeting is sort of hilarious as Brooke thinks he is flirting with Vicky. They go all romantic and 'in love' visiting some locations and the day ends steamy at his hotel room... well not exactly steamy but still.
Thanks to Artemi, Syrine.B, Sab, sb1218 and kaos2405. Your reviews mean a lot to me, keep them coming.
Have a nice weekend,
Babi
