Summary: Julian is about to lose his job after the company he works for is combining with another. His boss, Lucas, always flirted with his wife, Brooke. What happens when Julian pushes Brooke to sleep with Lucas to keep his job?
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the little boys. Everything else is owned by One Tree Hill. The title is from a Fall Out Boy song!
Sorry it took some time for this to come out. I had so many things due this week and finally, it is the weekend but I have one research paper, three chapters that need to be analyzed and four internship logs that need to be written before I can officially relax, but I wanted to get something out for you all. Be nice please, I wrote my first iffy sex scene in this and am nervous about it. I hope you all enjoy! Please tell me what you think! Thank you - D
Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging
Chapter Three
Lucas's Point-of-View
Somewhere deep inside of me I was silently praying for this night to happen since I first laid eyes on Brooke, way before Julian and her had kids. If I had the chance, I should've made her mine back then. I regret it constantly.
She was gorgeous, goddess like beautiful. Tonight proved my point with her looks.
Damn those red lips. I just want to kiss her right now, but I hold myself back.
I remember the first time I met her. She came to the first company picnic thing for the employees and their families. She looked stunning in a simple floral print sundress. I'll always remember that dress.
She was always nice but something about Julian always rubbed me the wrong way. He was sneaky. Plenty of times he's asked to leave early for 'doctors' appointments but somehow I never believed it. I've seen the way he looks at other girls, even around Brooke.
Hell, he's offering me his wife practically for the night. I've heard some of the whispers and it grosses me out. Plus the subtle hints he was leaving at work like 'tonight you'll love my wife' or some bull like that. I went along with it because who would not want a night with a goddess? If he's willing to do this to keep his job, something I most definitely rethinking right now, then what else would he do to stay out of trouble?
"Want another drink?" I offered, brushing her dark brown curl behind her ear.
She replied with a soft nod and a smile.
Damn it, that dimpled smile was going to kill me.
"Bay breeze." She requested with a smile, "extra vodka."
A girl who could handle her alcohol is one I want to be around. I am not one of those guys who holds back their girl's hair because she either couldn't handle her alcohol or didn't know her own limit.
"Vodka, huh."
"I like the burn." Brooke shrugged her shoulder looking around the room before drawing her attention to the newly placed drink in front of her.
I don't know exactly what she was looking for, but I have a feeling it was for Julian. He was hiding, openly giving me permission to fuck his wife. I will hold this over his head for a while.
"I think you'd like other things." I whispered low, hoping no one else around besides the beautiful brunette could hear.
"If you're saying what I think you are, then let's get out of here." I quickly drank the rest of the beer in my hand before grabbing her and dragging her off.
In the corner of my eye I could see the jealousy on Julian's face, making me realize that I was doing this for his own good. Maybe it was to snap some sense into the dumbass for even requesting this stupidity without even requesting it.
I seen the pictures on his phone, ones Brooke probably sent when he would be sent away on 'business' trips for a week or two weeks at a time. Julian flashed those pictures around to all the men in the office as a way of saying 'look at me, I can get a hot wife'. I doubt Brooke knows this, but I am damn sure I am going to inspect her body and compare it to those pictures.
I could tell she's nervous as we wait for the elevator. Her cheeks were turning red and she was biting her bottom lip. Gosh, if we were alone right now I'd take her were ever possible.
"Are you sure?" I asked her trying not to get my hopes up for nothing.
What we were planning wasn't ever discussed. It was like it was telepathic.
She didn't respond with words, but with a kiss that pushed me up against the elevator doors. I was glad that those doors weren't opening or we would've caused a bigger scene then planned.
I wanted this all to be incognito, especially with my dad, brother and mother are wondering around this place. If they knew what I was up too, bribery with sexual favors, I'm pretty sure my mom would take me over her leg right now and spank me like she did when I was younger.
"Does that answer your question?" She kinked a brow and plastered a smirk on her face.
This confidence she has is shocking. The nerves were gone by now I'm guessing and her confidence was striking. I was enjoying it.
"Most certainly does." I respond getting antsy. This fucking elevator was taking so long.
I look around waiting for it and see my brother being strange and giving me a thumbs up before his wife slapped his across the back of his head as she shook her head at me.
It was strange seeing them because I always thought I would be the one being married first between the two of us. I was the serious, focused on the future one while my brother, Nathan, was known to be the clown and did things when he wanted too the way he wanted too.
"Come on," I didn't care about the fucking elevator anymore. I dragged her towards the staircase. I had needs, and they needed to be met now.
"I can't walk up those stairs. I have heels, Lucas." Brooke pouted, complaining, lifting up her dress to show off the two-inch heels.
"It's two flights, that's all." I rolled my eyes at her. "Typical girl." I mumbled under my breath.
"Lucas, I don't wear heels ever. I can't walk these stairs."
"Fine, whatever." I rolled my eyes, throwing her over my shoulder. "You're definitely leaving those heels on."
She was a twig it felt like. I did not know what Julian saw in that Sports Illustrated calendar he has on his desk. Comparing those girls to Brooke made Brooke look like an angel.
"You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet."
I rolled my eyes at her sarcasm. The more time I spend with her, the more I want her.
How'd the fuck did Julian get so lucky? I could never meet a girl like Brooke was. I met multiple girls whom my mom would say were perfect to settle down with but none of them give me this umph, the drive for me.
Yeah, sexual chemistry was there but that was it. I wanted more. Brooke gave me the want to get to know more of her.
I couldn't think of her like that. It was a one-time chance, unless Julian offered her for more and if I had my way, he will.
"You don't need to do this." I gave her one last chance as I opened the door to my hotel room. It was her time to give up and just walk out and away from all this. I was going to let her, and maybe- after discussing it with my dad- let Julian keep the job.
"I know I don't." Brooke looked down to the ground. She was playing with her wedding band and then the guilt appeared on her face. "I mean, I want too."
"But something's stopping you?" I finished for her, ending with a sigh walking into the hotel room.
"This really isn't something I'm use too. I just," She paused, "I just am doing this for my family but at the same time I don't think it's working." She plopped down on the edge of the bed.
I felt for her, truly did, but again she shouldn't have agreed to this if she knew she couldn't fallow through.
"Then we don't need to do this." I stood up and walked to the door. "You can go back to Julian and we can forget about this all."
"Lucas please," Her face changed to sadness. "I can't go back there. I can't."
"Why not?"
"Cause they all look at me like I'm a piece of trash, all of them but you." She stared at me. I'm not sure what she was getting out. If she really thought about it, I was using her like a piece of trash. I was using her body, her goddess of a body to get what I want and technically what she and Julian want too.
"Oh." I'm not exactly the best in these types of situations. I clam up and loose my train of thought.
"I'm sorry to bother you by all these. I just, ugh, it's hard seeing everyone all around you loosing everything because this is the one business in Tree Hill that is basically left. Once it downsizes or even closes, more than half the town will be out of work."
I didn't let what she was rambling on about affect me too much. Business was business. I had to stay focus on my job because I sure as hell know if I mess up my dad would fire my ass.
"And this place is all the boys know, if you understand that. I just, I grew up here, and I don't want to move from where I'm from. I'm a small town girl. I don't do well in the cities."
I must have zoned out on her because the first comment I remember does not make sense to the second comment. "Not everyone is going to loose their jobs. They start at the top to save money and trickle down. There were too many managers for one company. During the merger, the other company had the same problems. We're solving that to help save it."
"It doesn't feel like that." Brooke was breaking down. It was the stress of these southern women trying to be perfect all the damn time and I couldn't stand that. If I wanted to be around someone perfect, I'd entertain myself with a Barbie Doll, not an actual human. "I'm sorry for this. I'll just head out. I should probably check on the boys."
"You can stay if you want." I offered. I could tell she needed to talk, and even if that wasn't the kind of guy I am, something inside of me wanted her to stay and talk. "I won't bite. Make the ass suffer for a little."
She looked like she was contemplating it actually, which surprised me. Brooke seemed like the devoted mother/wife, southern proper girl. Not the 'I'm going to stay the night with my husband's boss'. "Okay, thank you."
Fuck this was going to be hard.
We talked, or she talked and I listened for half the night. The other half she cried. Mrs. Perfect completely cracked.
"I'm sorry for this. I know this wasn't how it was all supposed to go and I just spent your whole night complaining about my life. Stupid me."
"Everything is okay with that,"
"I just never really have many adults to talk too." Brooke defended her actions, "I'm with a four and six year old all damn day. I know more about power rangers and Barney than I do about what celebrity did what."
She looked amazing right now and every inch of my body was pulling back from attacking her with my lips. I let her borrow a shirt and clean shorts, after I realized Julian made her come in the bare underneath and her hair was cascading down her as she lade propped up on her elbow.
"Sad." I just basically nodded along. I was imagining every possible way to fuck her in this room right now. Up against the glass windows, on the little outside balcony, on the bed, on the desk or dresser, or better yet on the bathroom counter or shower. I needed something, badly.
"Again, I'm sorry that I bored you. I'll let you go to sleep. I'll just crash on the floor."
"Don't be silly, Brooke. The bed is big enough for both of us. I'll just stay over here." I scooted back to the edge. I was being way too polite about this. "You can have that half."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, and if you did leave how'd you get home? The parties long over and Julian probably left already."
More like he did leave, and from what Nathan texted me about two hours ago, Julian was shitfaced drunk and talking to two girls. Who knows how that will end and nor do I want Brooke to find out. She didn't deserve it.
Damn it. I'm doing it again.
"Thanks Lucas." She whispered falling right asleep, but I couldn't. I had a girl, a beautiful girl sleeping in the bed next to me, wearing only my clothes and I wanted more. I couldn't help it. I'm a guy. It happens.
Eventually the darkness took over though.
-XO-OTH-XO-
I woke up to the best feeling in the world. A hand was pulling down my boxers. Lord help me.
I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to the sunlight coming in through the cracks in the shades.
Brooke had this devilish smirk on her face, one that did not fit the Brooke I knew last night or earlier this morning. Without breaking eye contact with me, she lowered her mouth on to the morning wood that I wake up daily with.
She was trying to kill me, literally kill me with her mouth. It was amazing. She knew what to do and when to do it that made me want more, till I felt her stop.
Letting out a groan, she responded with a dry laugh as she climbed off the bed and was quickly back on it.
I don't even know what she did in those short seconds. All I knew was that I was going to get a bad case of blue balls if she didn't start doing something.
"I thought, since last night you were so nice about everything that you deserve a little reward." Brooke smirked, the confidence was right back with her. She crawled over to me, straddling my hips.
She was going to kill me.
The smirk, the confidence, the knowing exactly what to do was enough to make me release in a second but I held on. I wanted to know what it felt like inside of her. I needed to know what Julian tells the whole office about.
Slowly she sat down on me, letting me adjust to the tightness of inside of her. Two kids definitely did nothing with her tightness.
She finally started to move, up and down, slowly till I wanted more, no needed more. I was going to do what I wanted to her. She might have started this, but I was going to finish it.
Quickly she was on the bottom, and I was going to go fast and hard. I knew how to please myself, but somewhere deep inside I wanted to please her first.
I reached in between us and rubbed her bud slowly as I pounded faster. Her moaning was driving me insane. I couldn't get enough of it. I wanted more.
Faster and harder, faster and hard.
When she was close, I paused. "Condom?"
"I'm on the pill." She mumbled and I just continued.
Right now I didn't care if she was lying or telling the truth.
I was getting my release. Closer I was, the harder I pounded, till I came crashing down along with her.
I was finally getting to fuck my employee's wife. She was ten times more amazing the Julian ever stated.
"Round two?" She smirked evilly.
She was definitely going to be the thing that killed me.
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