After The Storm

Chapter 25

The expression on Lucas's face softened. As he moved his gaze from his laptop to Brooke.

She had his full attention now. And it was all consuming.

She couldn't look away if she tried.

((I'm just confused by the gesture is all.)

(Considering the break up and Peyton.)

(You know it doesn't even really matter. I have Lux now.) Brooke said.

(I needed to be reminded of how badly I hurt you then especially with how I kept doing it later.)

(But really it's because I've never stopped being in love with you.)

(I didn't realize what I had and how lost and lacking my life became when you ended it.)

(I was a fool an idiot. Conflicted and stubborn.)

(You had given me you're heart over and over. And I was too deep in denial to do the same.)

(I need you. I love you. And I don't want us to spend our lives apart. You're first. Only you.) Lucas proclaimed.

Brooke felt her heart race from her chest. The expression on her face soft.

She had hoped and dreamed of this moment for four years.

And now it was actually unfolding in front of her.

And she wanted to remember it.

Brooke wrapped her arms around him.

Lucas pulled her onto his lap.

As he kissed her hard.

The two explored each other slowly as she kissed him back.

At some point they broke apart.

Lucas caressed her face. Ran his hands through her hair.

Brooke smiled kissing him again. (Come home to me.)

(I've missed you so much. I love you too.) Brooke insisted.

Lucas pulled her closer. As his hands scanned her blouse.

Brooke 's eyes locked on him. As he felt his hands go up her blouse.

His hands slowly undoing the buttons. While Brooke leaned over and kissed his neck.

Biting and sucking.

Her breathing deep as he tossed the blouse to the floor.

His eyes a darker shade of blue.

(We don't have to do this.) Lucas insisted.

Brooke tore off his shirt. Her hands running along his chest.

This is the most alive she had felt in 4 years.

(I want too. And I know it's what you want too.)

(Let's stop denying ourselves and love each other.) Brooke proclaimed.

Lucas nodded his head in agreement.

Before Brooke knew it. His desk was empty and she was laid across it.

The remainder of their clothes scattered around the office.

Brooke's eyes shut. Her hands digging into his head.

As he bathed her womanhood with his tongue.

Licking and sucking. Brooke began to buck against him.

As he entered finger and finger. Hitting her most sacred place.

Brooke bite down so hard on lips. Knowing they had to be quiet.

Brooke felt her body shake and move wildly as wave of pleasure kept overflowing her.

She watched as Lucas licked his fingers clean.

Brooke pulled down his boxers and positioned herself in front of him.

Lucas gasps and deeps breaths filled the office as she took him into her mouth.

Wanting to express her love for him fully.

Lucas unlike Brooke had no poker face.

He was lost in her and digging deeper into her head.

(Lucas! Oh God! Yes!)

(Brooke! Fuck!) Lucas called out. Feeling himself unravel.

His eyes roll back as she eventually slowed down her movements.

Brooke gazed up at him. With that seductive dimpled grin.

(You're mine.) Brooke stated matter of fact.

Lucas laid her back down on the desk and spread her legs. He kissed her all over before entering her core.

The two remained eye contact as he moved inside of her.

Brooke wrapped her legs around him.

She rubbed her clit. He slowed down his movements.

Wanting to watch her reaction to him. To take his time.

Savor this fleeting moment.

Brooke pulled him closer to her with her legs.

They were covered in sweat and their bodies joined as one.

Lucas buried his face in his neck as he thrusted into her.

Once he felt her walls start to spasm against him

He gazed up at her.

(Look at me Brooke. I want see you. Watch you.) Lucas announced.

Brooke gazed up at him. (Harder. Faster. Love me Luke.) She replied.

Lucas thrusted into her over and over. Hearing her cries of pleasure.

Made him more turned on. He kept going until she was spent underneath him.

Lucas out of breath.

Brooke clinging to him tightly. His back marked from her nails.

She felt tears from her eyes. As she laid beneath him. Covered in his arms. Safe.