"Hi Lukie!" I said, entering the house after long cheer practice. The Sparkle Classics were a week away and I had to bring my A-game to win that trophy. Lucas was sitting on the couch, reading a book. He looked very grim though and I knew I was in trouble.
"Brooke, you're late! Did you even ask me if you could stay there longer?" he yelled. I froze in the doorway and pressed her eyes firmly shut, hoping that would be enough to let my error slide.
Going straight to innocent kid mode, I took a few steps towards him before striding myself on his lap, my cheer skirt conveniently bunching all the way up to my waist.
"I am so sorry, Sir, I lost track of time. You know how important this competition is. After all, your little girl only wants to make you proud." I said in between kisses.
Lucas tried to keep his tough face, but my little neck kisses made him lose all composure.
"Oh, all right! But next time, I want a text asking for permission!" he commanded.
"You got it! Thank you!" I said, getting off of him.
"Hey who said you could get up?" he chortled before pulling me by the arms so quickly, I stumbled on my feet and onto his body with a thud.
The two of us laughed before locking our lips again.
"As much as I am certain we can keep doing this all night, I really need a bath. Is it okay if I go have one?" I asked him, following the rules.
"Yes, but only if you let me give it to you," he smiled.
My breath grew heavy as I heard that. Wow, he really was taking this seriously, making me relive every aspect of my childhood.
While I was still stuck in my train of thoughts, he lifted me off the couch and carried me up the stairs bridal style.
"You don't weigh anything, I really must feed you!" he said more to himself.
I didn't want to break any rules so I just stayed mute and let him take the reins.
Once we were in the bathroom, he clogged the tub before turning on the tap for the hot water to come gushing.
He then walked up to me, where I was standing watching his every move, and slowly stripped me off of every piece of clothing.
"Man, you're gorgeous!" he said to himself as his eyes roamed around every inch of my bare body. I just blushed as my hands automatically moved to shamefully cover myself.
Pouring bubble bath into the tub, he tugged my arm to tell me to walk with him.
"Bubble bath? When did you get that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Just enjoy it, little one." he said as he held my hand to avoid me from slipping on the soapy waters as I entered the tub.
I sat there and just closed my eyes, enjoying the hot water soothing my aching muscles.
He picked up my bottle of vanilla scented shampoo and lathered it onto my soft brunette locks. As he massaged my scalp, I couldn't help the moan that escaped my mouth.
"So you like that, huh?" he asked, repeating the motions he had made on my head.
"Uh-huh," I croaked barely able to breathe from the tingling sensations shooting up and down my body.
After rinsing off the shampoo, he repeated it again and then did the same with the conditioner. Then, he just looked at me for a few moments before he began to take his own clothes off. Once he too was butt naked, he entered the large tub, the water made it easy for him to move me and soon I was sitting on his lap. I rested my head on his broad shoulders as his arms came around my waist drawing patterns everywhere. We just sat that way for a little while, relishing each other's presence and the silence.
"Come on, we got to wash your body before you skin prunes," he said as he grabbed the bottle of body wash. Taking a generous amount, he expertly moved his fingers around to clean my body, giving extra attention to my breasts and nether regions.
I just sat there, allowing my body to react, but mentally, I had completely surrendered to him. Once he had rinsed both our bodies off, he pulled me out of the tub with him and grabbed a towel to dry me off. Again giving more than needed attention to my boobs and crotch, he lifted me by my butt and propped me on the cold sink counter!
"Luke!" I yelled at the sudden movement and the cold sensation of tile rubbing on my bare skin.
He didn't wait to respond, but simply smashed his lips on mine, fondling with me as he pleased. I ran my fingers along his damp hair, meeting him with the same passion and intensity as we made out.
"Oh God, Brooke!" He moaned in my mouth as our tongues smashed. With one swift motion, he tugged the towel covering me and threw it to the floor. His hands moved all over, feeling an intense desire to feel me. I clutched onto the counter to keep myself from falling. I loved this feeling I got, of completely submitting to him. He was hard by then as he entered me in one slick motion. I shuddered as I felt myself feeling completely full! "How are you so tight?!" he grunted as he tried to push deeper into my canal. He was so big it almost ached to fir him in there. I tried to matched his thrusts, still leaving sloppy kisses as our tongues battled. He kissed my back and my breasts in between thrusts as he tried to quicken his pace. I let out shudders and whimpers and moans as he went in harder.
"Lucas, I'm going to come!" I screamed into his chest as he held my back to keep me upright.
"No, not without me," he ordered. I tried to hold myself even though it seemed harder with each thrust.
"I don't know how long I can hold on, Sir!" I yelled moments later. That did it, he exploded into me finally allowing me to let go as well. We shuddered as our orgasms rocked our bodies.
Once he had emptied himself into me, we again had a heavy make out session and as we began heaving and panting for breath, he gave a gentle kiss to me on my damp hair before locking me in a warm embrace. It was moments like those that made me truly fall in love with him. The gentle caresses, the forehead kisses. He helped me get off the counter before laughing, "I guess our shower was pointless."
"Well I could lick you clean," I suggested before getting to my knees and looking up ar him awaiting instructions.
"Ughhh!" He groaned. "That will get me hard again which will lead to me having my way with you again and it will be this whole cycle and we will never leave this bathroom!"
"You can have your way with this little one whenever you want, Sir," I spoke to him innocently, still on my knees inches away from his groin.
"Sometimes I think you're the one incharge with that seduction!" He laughed. Come on, lets just wash this off." He pulled me up in a swift motion and pushed me into the shower, turning it on. Once we were clean again, he wiped the water off and dressed me in a grey hoodie and a pair of black leggings. I was also grateful for the inclusion of underwear in today's outfit. He didn't miss the look of surprise on my face either as I saw him slide my black lace panties up my legs and clasp my matching bra in place. He really did love to make me skip underwear, something about knowing I was bare bottomed made him glee like a kid on Christmas morning who knew he was going to get the toy he asked for.
"Can we order some takeout please? I am so hungry right now!" I begged while he dressed himself in a jersey and gym shorts.
"Of course, little one. Anything you want," he said before walking out of the bathroom, I followed behind like a dutiful girl.
"He placed the order while I brought out the kitchenware. Since we had no plans of leaving the house, this meant we would just eat in the living room arguing about what to watch on Netflix.
Yes, it sounded super boring, old couple-like, but I really liked the rhythm we had on. For once, I felt safe and cared for. For once, I wasn't hiding or lying or pretending to be someone I was not. I got to be real and vulnerable in the space that we had created for each other and I loved that.
"Can I finish my homework by the time the food arrives?" I asked. It had become second nature for me to ask him everything now.
"Yeah," he said before lifting the book he had been reading before I arrived. I knew he was proud of me. I had never taken an interest in school or bothered with school work. 'It wasn't like my parents cared how I was performing,' I used to always say to myself and then dearly hope that the next report card with a C would pique their interest and attention towards me. It had not. Then it had just become a habit to let the work slack off.
Now that I had Lucas caring for me, I wanted to show him how smart I was. I wanted to make him proud of me and show him that he was with a bright girl, not somebody with a peabrain he had to settle for. I finally had someone to show my better grades to. He was so happy to watch me care that he told me that whenever I got my first A, he would put it on the fridge and we would go out to celebrate that night. I was still stuck on B's but I was trying really hard to get there.
I could feel his eyes shift occasionally towards me as I chewed at the end of my pen trying to solve the calculus homework I was struggling with. He would smile, knowing that it was him that had tamed the wild girl I used to be, or pretended to be at the very least.
When the food arrived, he collected it and set it on the coffee table. We sat down on the floor, Indian style as I queued up Netflix on the TV.
"Please tell me we are watching an Action movie," he pleaded, knowing very well I was going to start a RomCom or worse, a Disney movie. "Please Brooke! It is not fair that all my friends discuss these great action films they saw and I can recite Confessions of a Shoppaholic verbatim from memory!"
"But I hate the fighting scenes!" I whined.
"Just this once, a Thriller! Please B!" he said, making puppy dog eyes.
"Okay fine!" I resigned.
"Let's watch The Hitcher remake, the female lead is hot!" he said before swiftly swiping the remote from my hands. "Also, you gotta eat all the veggies, kay Brooke!"
I looked down and nodded, I didn't want to be parented that much also. It did suck sometimes, the kind of things he had to set ground rules for.
Lucas had shared with me that when his mom got pregnant in High School, she was alone. So for the longest time it was just him and her against the world. The sweet lady who ran Karen's cafe was a loving mother, albeit strict. She had made sure that Lucas was a disciplined child with a loving home. Then his father had walked back into their lives who was rich and with lawyers ready to fight a custody battle if needed. So his mother had chosen to just marry the man instead, at least it was a foolproof way to be in her son's life.
"Will you help me with some Calculus after the movie, please?" I asked him as we finished dinner. He had got up to help me clean up, but I gently pushed him on the couch. It's my job, I thought before feeling a tingle up my body. I really enjoyed our dynamic so much.
He realised what I meant looking at my face and gave me a stiff nod. I took all the plates and quickly washed and dried them. My gaze was however on Lucas watching The Hitcher. I joined him on the couch after everything was immaculately in its place. He jerked me closer to him so our bodies were cuddled and put the throw over us.
I snuggled into his chest, breathing in his scent. "No sleeping okay, we have to finish that calculus after this," he instructed.
"Mn hmm…" I said, snuggling deeper into his chest and closing my eyes.
"Silly goof," He just chuckled as he played with my hair, instantly making my eyelids even heavier.
