Chloe clung to Brady as his lips covered hers, as passion spread through
her body like a wildfire in a forest. "Brady" she moaned moving under him.
Brady responded by deepening the kiss and pulling her closer. His hands
traced her arms, as his lips found their way to the spot behind her ear.
Brady flicked his tongue in the hollow spot, causing Chloe to squirm with
passion.
His fingers found the hem of her shirt. Gently, slowly, Brady moved his fingers over the silky softness of her skin. "so beautiful" he whispered against her neck. "Brady" Chloe whimpered, clinging to him as if her were her lifeline. "Chloe" Brady spoke huskily pulling away from her "we cant do this, not now" he whispered rolling over and pulling her against him.
"I know" she nodded in agreement "maybe we should explore another part of your apartment" she trailed off. 'that sounds like a good idea" Brady agreed What he really wanted to do was lay her back down and kiss her until neither of them could think straight, but he had to remember she was not yet 18 and had to finish school. Plus, she had a brilliant future ahead of her, as an opera singer. To accomplish this, she had to go to school at Julliard. He would not be blamed for her not accomplishing her dreams.
"where's that go?" Chloe asked, jarring him out of his thoughts, pointing to a set of French doors. "Come on, I'll show you" Brady pulled her to a sitting position and helped her off the jiggly bed. Brady opened the doors to reveal a rooftop porch "Wow" Chloe exclaimed "you can see for miles from here." Brady stood behind her, holding her against his chest "it is a great view" he agreed "and look someone has prepared a feast, hmm wonder who?"
Chloe smiled at the makeshift table and chairs "Is this the café de' Black?" she asked. Brady nodded "and on the menu tonight ma'am" he answered helping her to sit on a "Chair", that was a moving crate. "Is the best BLT and Cole Slaw, made by Maggie of course" he grinned "and for desert we will be having mocha chip ice cream."
"what's the entertainment?" she asked. Brady walked over the French doors and stepped inside for a moment, returning with a speaker, softly playing "Even the nights are better" by Air Supply. Brady took a seat opposite Chloe "well?" he asked pointedly. Chloe smiled "you did good Brady" she answered. "What can I say, I was inspired" he looked at her with deep passionate eyes.
After dinner Brady and Chloe decided to go for a ride in the jeep, the temptation of the couch and the bed was a little too much at the moment. "I like your place Brady" she remarked as they stood at the door of the loft. "Good" Brady lightly brushed her lips with his "because I intend for you to spend a lot of time here." Chloe leaned against him, wrapping her arms around him "If that is an invitation, I accept" she whispered. Brady kissed her again, soundly this time. Chloe clung to him dizzily "Brady" she breathed passionately, pressing closer to him.
Brady leaned her against the steel door of the loft, holding her there with his body. His fingers found the buttons on her shirt, undoing the first two. Brady nuzzled her neck and throat, causing Chloe to cry out passionately and arch against him. "Chloe" he broke apart "the drive, Nancy, murder me, remember?" he whispered passion laced in his voice.
"I don't want to remember" she complained. Brady chuckled against her lips "me neither, but I don't want to die either." Chloe lay her head down on his chest "Promise me Brady, that someday you will kiss me and not stop." Brady held her chin up, so that ice blue eyes met her brown eyes "Chloe, I want you so bad, but this is not a good time. When you are stronger and ready, I will make love to you" he promised "but until then we can go get that mocha chip ice cream."
"All you think about is food" Chloe grumbled. "That's not all I think about" Brady denied, stealing a kiss. "Come one Lane, before I forget that we can't make love" he pulled the door open and led her out into the hall. After locking the door, the two of them left the building hand in hand, to Brady's jeep.
His fingers found the hem of her shirt. Gently, slowly, Brady moved his fingers over the silky softness of her skin. "so beautiful" he whispered against her neck. "Brady" Chloe whimpered, clinging to him as if her were her lifeline. "Chloe" Brady spoke huskily pulling away from her "we cant do this, not now" he whispered rolling over and pulling her against him.
"I know" she nodded in agreement "maybe we should explore another part of your apartment" she trailed off. 'that sounds like a good idea" Brady agreed What he really wanted to do was lay her back down and kiss her until neither of them could think straight, but he had to remember she was not yet 18 and had to finish school. Plus, she had a brilliant future ahead of her, as an opera singer. To accomplish this, she had to go to school at Julliard. He would not be blamed for her not accomplishing her dreams.
"where's that go?" Chloe asked, jarring him out of his thoughts, pointing to a set of French doors. "Come on, I'll show you" Brady pulled her to a sitting position and helped her off the jiggly bed. Brady opened the doors to reveal a rooftop porch "Wow" Chloe exclaimed "you can see for miles from here." Brady stood behind her, holding her against his chest "it is a great view" he agreed "and look someone has prepared a feast, hmm wonder who?"
Chloe smiled at the makeshift table and chairs "Is this the café de' Black?" she asked. Brady nodded "and on the menu tonight ma'am" he answered helping her to sit on a "Chair", that was a moving crate. "Is the best BLT and Cole Slaw, made by Maggie of course" he grinned "and for desert we will be having mocha chip ice cream."
"what's the entertainment?" she asked. Brady walked over the French doors and stepped inside for a moment, returning with a speaker, softly playing "Even the nights are better" by Air Supply. Brady took a seat opposite Chloe "well?" he asked pointedly. Chloe smiled "you did good Brady" she answered. "What can I say, I was inspired" he looked at her with deep passionate eyes.
After dinner Brady and Chloe decided to go for a ride in the jeep, the temptation of the couch and the bed was a little too much at the moment. "I like your place Brady" she remarked as they stood at the door of the loft. "Good" Brady lightly brushed her lips with his "because I intend for you to spend a lot of time here." Chloe leaned against him, wrapping her arms around him "If that is an invitation, I accept" she whispered. Brady kissed her again, soundly this time. Chloe clung to him dizzily "Brady" she breathed passionately, pressing closer to him.
Brady leaned her against the steel door of the loft, holding her there with his body. His fingers found the buttons on her shirt, undoing the first two. Brady nuzzled her neck and throat, causing Chloe to cry out passionately and arch against him. "Chloe" he broke apart "the drive, Nancy, murder me, remember?" he whispered passion laced in his voice.
"I don't want to remember" she complained. Brady chuckled against her lips "me neither, but I don't want to die either." Chloe lay her head down on his chest "Promise me Brady, that someday you will kiss me and not stop." Brady held her chin up, so that ice blue eyes met her brown eyes "Chloe, I want you so bad, but this is not a good time. When you are stronger and ready, I will make love to you" he promised "but until then we can go get that mocha chip ice cream."
"All you think about is food" Chloe grumbled. "That's not all I think about" Brady denied, stealing a kiss. "Come one Lane, before I forget that we can't make love" he pulled the door open and led her out into the hall. After locking the door, the two of them left the building hand in hand, to Brady's jeep.