"This is so romantic…"

"Magical, Brooke."

"Totally fun."

"Barrels."

Brooke put her hands on her hips as she glided backwards on her ice skates. It was Tree Hill's only rink and Lucas had finally agreed to join his girlfriend as she indulged in one of her favorite hobbies. He had hoped he'd be able to sit on the sidelines like some of the parents of the other skaters but Brooke would have none of that. Even when he explained that he had never laced up skates of any kind, she had still insisted that he join her on the ice.

"You are being sarcastic, Boyfriend. You can't be having any fun."

"I am, Brooke. I'm good. This great. Fantastic. Really."

"Then why don't you let go of the rail?"

"This method works for me."

"Luke!"

"What? Brooke, I can't skate."

"Is that all? Babe, you should have just said so. I'll teach you everything you need to know."

"No thanks."

Brooke put her hands on her hips.

"Lucas Scott, I'll have you know that I am a very good teacher."

"Can I just take your word for it, babe?"

"Why?" she joked. "Are you afraid?"

He looked at her matter of factly.

"Yes."

"Oh Lucas. There is nothing to be afraid of. It's just a little ice? What's the worst that could happen?"

"I could fall, embarrass myself and break every bone in my body."

"Don't be such a drama king. Give me your hand."

Lucas groaned and whined as she reached out to him and he reluctantly released his death grip of the safety railing. He took Brooke's hand and clumsily attempted to keep upright on the slippery ice.

"We're going a little fast, aren't we?"

Brooke grinned at him.

"Uh, no. Actually we're going super slow. At this rate you'll never be the next Brian Boitano."

"Brian who?"

"He's a really hot Olympic figure skater. Never mind, babe. Are you having any fun yet?"

"Getting there."

"Just relax. You'll have a blast. I love ice skating. Know why?"

"Why?"

"Because it takes you to another world. It's like magic almost. You're on the ice and it feels like floating, flying even."

Brooke was an excellent salesperson. When she described something, no matter how ordinary it was, the way her whole face lit up, could sell milk to a dairy farmer.

"What if I fall?"

"You will. But it's okay. When that happens, you just get right up and dust yourself off and keep on skating. That's what it's all about. That's what life is all about."

"Fine", he finally conceded. "Tell me what to do."

"You know what to do", she looked right back at him. "The famous old saying is, letting go is the hardest part."

Lucas gave her a trusting smile as their finger untangled. It was still awkward and scary but he was on his own and doing it. Brooke was grinning and literally skating circles around him but she was close enough with open arms just in case he lost his way.

"It's not so bad", he said.

"Told you so."

The two skated together and apart for the remaining hours the rink was open. They laughed and talked, having the time of their lives until it was time to go home. Lucas, the fearful novice, took a few bumps that left his bottom sore but irony would have it that the pro would take the nastiest spill of the evening. Brooke lost her footing and went down hard.

"You alright?" he rushed to her side.

"I'm good", she answered, quickly rising.

Lucas couldn't help but notice her limping all the way to the truck and once inside the house, a black and blue covered the inside of her right leg.

"Brooke, that looks bad."

"It looks worse than it feels. I'll live."

"At least let me put something on it."

He returned with an ice pack and a tube of Neosporin. Tenderly, Lucas took care of her injury, elevating the leg when he was done.

"I am okay", she smiled. "It doesn't even hurt anymore."

Lucas sat beside her on the sofa in the basement.

"Okay but try not to move around so much."

"There goes our night", she muttered, resting her weary head on his broad shoulder.

"Did you plan on running a marathon later or something?" he quipped.

"No, silly", Brooke giggled.

"Well, we've had enough excitement for one night and if it's any consolation, my ass is on fire right now."

Brooke looked in his eyes.

"You're amazing, Lucas Scott, you know that?"

"Why? Because it feels like I've shattered my tailbone?"

"No", she smiled. "Because you're so sweet. Look at the way you just took care of me. I really like that."

"You do?"

"You bet I do. It makes me feel safe."

Lucas tilted her chin and they kissed. Her lips were so soft and he loved the way her tongue playfully darted in and out of his mouth. His hand rested on her flat stomach but quickly made its way up her shirt. He copped a quick feel over her bra clad breasts. Brooke moaned inside his mouth as the kissing and petting session intensified.

"Whoa", Lucas pulled away breathless.

"What's wrong?"

He motioned to the bulge growing in his pants.

"We need to chill because if we don't, I, I, might not be able to stop myself."

"Then don't", she encouraged softly.

"Brooke…"

"It's okay, Luke. I want to."

"But…"

"But nothing. It's time."

Lucas sighed.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Brooke."

Tears threatened.

"You don't want me?"

He laughed out loud.

"Are you kidding? Of course I want you."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I thought we agreed to take things slow."

"We did and we have, Lucas. It's been months now."

"I know. Listen, I really care about you. You know that."

"I do."

"I don't want to pressure you or rush things. Brooke, this isn't about sex."

"I know that. Lucas, you have been so patient and this whole time you've always respected my body. I wasn't sure before but now I have no doubts and afterwards, I know there will be no regrets."

He wanted her more than ever but Lucas was afraid. He didn't want to rush. He didn't want things to be different. He didn't want to end up losing her or what they had.

"What about your leg?" he stalled.

Brooke climbed on top of him.

"You've given my poor leg enough attention. I've got other body parts that could use your expert touch."

She kissed him and placed his hands on her backside. Sucking her soft, sweet tongue, he swooped her up and carried her a few feet away to his bed. They fell on it and he looked in her eyes for the longest time. She smiled and took off his shirt. His chest was perfect. Brooke unbuckled his belt and helped him slide his pants off. He was hard as a rock.

"I've got a big surprise for you", he teased.

"You sure do", she licked her lips. "I can't wait."

Lucas removed her shirt and bra and he couldn't help but steal a few kisses as soon as her hard nippled breasts sprang free. Together they peeled off her jeans and panties, careful of her ailing leg. He took a few moments to admire her goddess like body before loving every inch of the tender, naked flesh. Each flick of his tongue sent electric like waves of pleasure over her, especially when he ventured south and lingered there. All Brooke could think about was his little trick with the cherry. The reality of ecstasy exceeded all expectations of the fantasies.

"You ready?" he asked as he slid up her body.

Brooke answered by kissing him deeply and getting a taste of her womanly juices. Her eyes widened in delighted surprise when his boxer briefs ended up in a heap on the floor along with the rest of their clothing. He had a big surprise alright.

"I want you", Brooke whispered.

Her wish was his command. Slowly he entered her causing them both to gasp as they savored every sensation. When she was filled with every thick inch of his manhood, they exchanged sweet butterfly kisses before he discovered a mutually pleasing rhythm. When he found it, they made love at a steady pace. The room was filled with the sound of kisses, moans and groans. He was a tender lover bringing her to climax over and over again before he finally enjoyed his own thunderous release. When it was over, they lay content, sweaty and breathless in each other's arms beneath the cool sheets.

"Was that good for you?" Lucas joked.

"Oh yeah", Brooke laughed. "Makes me want to light a cigarette."

"You're incredible", Lucas sighed, closing his eyes.

"I know, hence the reason you're falling asleep on the job already, Scott."

"Oh no. Just resting my eyes and regaining my strength for round two."

"You better", she warned.

"Why is that?"

"Because, your next mission, if you choose to accept it, is to spend the rest of the night screwing my brains out."

It took Lucas all of two seconds to think about his options.

"You bet your sweet ass I accept", he rolled over to her.