The day was going so well. I had the most relaxing massage, spending time with my mom and my daughter together. It was so nice that I repeatedly found the urge to pinch myself, unable to believe that this was actually happening. Joy is such a gift and lately I had so much Joy in my life. I just felt happy and grateful.
We took the golf cart to the restaurant where we were supposed to meet the boys for tea. They were already waiting for us when we got there.
"Hey, did you boys have a good time?" I asked, resting my hand on Lucas' shoulder as I stood behind him.
"Yeah, the greatest. Our son is a natural," he said before getting up and helping me get seated and then helping Victoria and Sophia. I smiled as he took his seat besides me again. "How about you Victoria, did you have a good time with your daughter?"
"Yeah, it wasn't bad, although I have had much better massages than this," she responded. Lucas and I both rolled our eyes and focused our attention on the children.
"Hey Jame, wanna race the golf carts once we are done with tea. Remember when we were too little and mom and dad used to race them for us?" Sophia asked.
"Oh my God! Yeah! That used to be so fun!" I said, my eyes getting wider. "Remember Lucas? We would go all the way up that hill, the kids wouldn't stop giggling."
"Yeah, I definitely remember how they both always wanted to be in my team because I always won," he answered with a smirk.
"Oh, that is so not true! I won plenty of time, right kids?" I asked only to be met with deathly silence.
"Hey!" I screamed, mad that nobody believed me. "We can do it this time, 4 carts, same course."
"You're on Davis! Victoria, do you want to join us?" he asked.
"Good heavens no! That just sounds ridiculous. Racing in golf carts as if you two are still teenagers!" she chided.
"You can be in my team then," I said to her. Nothing would bog me down today.
"Oh look, the tea is here!" I said, before she had a chance to argue.
The waiters quickly placed the delicate china in front of us with three tier plates in the centre laden with finger sandwiches, teacakes, chocolate pastries and scones. We admired the gorgeous setting as they deftly poured the warm tea in each of our cups.
"My god, this is so good! We should come here more often," Sophia said as she finished a scone and took a sip of her tea.
"I'm just so happy that both of you are doing so well," I said, a wide and goofy smile plastered on my face.
"Yeah, I haven't even thought about that day. Guess therapy is helping," Jamie said between bites of a sandwich, widening my grin.
Just then Lucas' phone began to ring. He looked at the screen with a confused expression on his face. "Uhh, excuse me, I'll just take this and be back," he said and without waiting for a response, he stood up and went to the corner of the garden by some empty tables.
"What was that about?" Jamie asked. Sophia just shrugged her shoulders before taking another sip of her tea. I kept glancing towards him from time to time. Lucas' face was a picture of worry and dread. He had begun pacing as he heard whatever the speaker had to say. Once his phone call ended, he did not return immediately. He rubbed his face with his palms and I could sense the tension even all the way at the other end of the outdoor setting.
"I will be right back," I said, excusing myself and walking towards Lucas.
"Hey love, what's wrong?" I asked him gently.
"Uhh, that was my Lawyer. He called on a Sunday because the news was such. Dan's lawyers got in touch with him. He never made a will apparently. They waited the stipulated time for somebody to come forward with a clam, but the time just expired. So, since I am his only legal heir, I get everything," he said, trying extremely hard to control his anger and keep his voice decibel to a minimum. "Brooke, what am I supposed to do? I don't know how to deal with this. My lawyer wants me to come meet him tomorrow so that we can go over his estate. Dan did do well for himself. There is the house, some investments, his liquid assets and there's the car dealership as well. It's alot of money but it's from him!" he spat like it was a bitter thing in his mouth.
"Oh! Wow! I did not expect that," I said, surprised to hear about this. "I think we should ask what Karen thinks about this. I mean neither of us need the money. We inherited millions from my grandfather and then we each went ahead to make our own millions. And Andy is literally rich enough to buy Tree Hil in its entirety," I rambled. "Sorry, unhelpful. But what I mean is…. None of us are desperate for the cash. We don't need a handout from that vile man. If you don't want the money, we can choose to give it all away and if it makes you feel you're getting something from him which you sure as hell deserve, then it's cool! We could buy a boat, or another vacation home, I don't know. I'm just here to support you no matter what you decide."
"Thanks sweetheart," he said before capturing my lips with his.
"But do talk to Karen, she deserves to be a part of this conversation as much as you," I repeated myself as he continued to plant quick kisses on my lips.
"Yeah, do you want to come with me to the lawyer's tomorrow? We can go over everything and then talk to mom once she is here and decide whatever it is that we want. You're my partner in everything Brooke. I want you there," he said with so much sincerity, it made my heart flutter.
"Of course, whatever you want," I said, grabbing both his hands in a tight clasp, the edge of my lips curling to form a smile, despite the grim situation. "I have to ask though, what are you leaning towards?"
"Uhh, honestly, my mind is blank. I just don't know how or what I am supposed to do with this. I just feel numb. I'm just thinking about Jamie and Sophia honestly," he said, giving a sad look towards our children who were sneaking glances towards us, definitely trying to guess what our conversation was about.
"Yeah, let's not trigger them with Dan talk on their first day outside. They will want to know what this is about though, we aren't exactly being subtle. Maybe just tell them that its some editor drama since you're with a new publishing house now,'' I suggested.
"Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks Brooke, for agreeing to come with me for this. I know that Dan made your life a living hell as well," he said to me, apologetically.
"Yeah, but he also gave me my biggest blessing," I said, giving him a tasteful kiss, biting and pulling his lower lip. He gave a tiny growl before kissing me properly. I wrapped my hands around his neck, meeting his forceful lips with the same energy.
The corner of my eyes went towards the table we had just vacated. Victoria was shaking her head and Sophia and Jamie were pretending to choke and making gagging sounds. I rolled my eyes before breaking this kiss.
"Children, I tell you!" I sighed, rolling my eyes. "They want us together but then seeing us together is embarrassing. Come on, time to behave and set good examples." With that I laced my fingers with his and walked with him to the table.
"Glad that you two could join us. Your tea is cold," my mother said, giving both of us an evil glare. She quickly snapped her fingers and a waiter arrived to give us some fresh warm tea instead.
"So what was that about?" Jamie asked, looking directly at Lucas.
"Uhh, just some mess regarding the editors, since I signed up with a new publishing house. Nothing for you to worry about though, we figured it out," he said, between bites of his finger sandwich.
"So you two read any good books lately?" I asked them, not wanting Lucas to have to lie anymore. Sophia told us that she was reading Catch 22 and Jamie, The Winter of our Discontent.
"You both really are your father's children. Yet, I always knew you would be. Did you know that when I was pregnant with the two of you, both of you would literally be tumbling inside me. Neither one of you knew how to stay still. So your dad would stay in the room with me, I would lie down and he would read to both of you, whatever book he was obsessing over at that time and just like magic, both of you would calm down, as if wanting to know what happens next in the book, hanging on to his words. I tried reading to both of you once, from the same damn book that he was reading from, for over an hour and nothing! Just nothing. And he picked up the book and both of you would just settle down," I narrated.
"Omg! The love for books, the athletic prowess, the calm sweet natures instead of the loud messy personalities! I am living with three Lucas Scotts! The only differing factor is that only one of you broods all the time," I complained.
"Hey, look at their beauty, their grace, eye for detail, exquisite tastes, their fortitude, wit and courage," Lucas listed out.
"The fortitude comes from both of us, but yeah, the beauty and exquisite taste is definitely from me!" I joked, sticking my togue out at him.
"Guys, your jokes are so sad, I'd rather listen to Grandma talk! No offence, Grandma," Jamie told us, narrowing his eyes at us.
"None taken. They are acting ridiculous and it is disturbing. Brooke, this better not affect your work which I expect you to do tomorrow," she said. "And you tweedledee and tweedledum, call me Victoria, I'm not going to deal with either one of you calling me Grandma."
"But you are our Grandma. You have been a Grandmother for the last sixteen years. Yeah, let that sink in," Sophia said, trying to get a reaction out of my mother. Victoria did not know how to respond to that so she kept her claws away. I smirked, proud that my daughter had emerged victorious.
"So can we please have the golf cart race already?" Jamie whined as Lucas and I took our own sweet time to enjoy tea.
"Yeah, why don't you and Soph go get two more carts," Lucas said, feeling a little lazy but excited for the match.
The kids quickly went to get them and I just stared in Lucas' eyes as he asked Victoria questions about where my father was. They were being civil to each other and it was nice to see, yet I had only one thought running through my head, over and over and over again…. 'God, I love this man!'
Once the carts were there, I grabbed Victoria's hand and guided her to the buggy before she had any chance to protest. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to do this and she called it extremely childish, yet she was there, sitting in the buggy right beside me. Once we counted down, I blazed up the trail, trying my best to overtake Lucas and the kids who were laughing wildly. I really tried, yet I finished last. Lucas won, making the kids slightly mad. He was being humble about the win but what surprised me was how badly Victoria was taking the defeat!
"God Brooke! It's golf carts! We could have easily overtaken them all! You know what, we are going at it again and this time I am going to drive!" she yelled. Four mouths opened, gaping at her once she said that. She looked amused by our shocked expressions and quickly took the seat that I had vacated at the end of the race. "Brooke, you coming or am I winning this alone?"
"Yes, ma'am!" I found myself saying attentively as I set in the passenger seat. We quickly drove to the start again and the match began. She won! She actually won, beating Lucas by a hair.
"See now that is how it is done!" she remarked, raising her eyebrows at me suggestively. "Anyway, we better start heading back. I have a red eye to catch tonight for New York. Now Brooke, take care of yourself okay. It is not your job to save everybody! You're the largest asset Clothes over Bro's has and it would be shameful to lose it to something so minimalistic."
"Thanks for the care, mom," I said, reading between the lines and hugging her. "Will you stay for dinner? We can drop you to the airport after. What do you want to eat guys?"
"Falafels, if it is okay with everyone," Jamie responded. Sophia and Lucas quickly nodded their heads in agreement.
"Mom?" I asked, looking towards her with a soft smile.
"No, we already did lunch and tea. I also need to pack and I have a car booked to take me to the airport," she said coolly.
"Ah, come on Victoria. You have to eat dinner somewhere. We will drop you to the hotel immediately after," Lucas offered.
"Yeah, stay Nanna!" Sophia said, gently touching her arm.
"Nanna?" Victoria asked as if she hadn't heard the words correctly. Her face seemed to soften completely. She was really getting into this grandparental groove.
"Okay, but only if you promise that the next time you visit New York, you allow me to take you shopping. I am sure that we can do some damage at Fifth Avenue," she said, eliciting a smile from Sophia who nodded her head eagerly.
We picked up our order from the Lebanese deli and reached home. Nobody was hungry yet, so we just hung out. Sophia and Jamie taught Victoria how to play the PS5 and it was quite amusing to watch her. I sat on the couch, still feeling relaxed from my spa. Lucas was lying with his head on my lap, watching the three go, screaming moves at Victoria who was a frazzled mess in the din Lucas and the twins were creating.
I quickly began to massage his temples before dexterously rubbing my fingers through his golden locks, giving him a nice massage. He seemed to be enjoying it as his eyes closed. Before I even know what was happening, Lucas was letting out gentle snores. He had completely passed out! I began to giggle, it was somehow making me smile. It was always the little things that made me realise just how deep my love was. He looked so peaceful and relxed, asleep in my lap. I continued to gently stroke my hand through his head until they were done with their games.
"I didn't even remember what it was like, the two of you being together. Yet, I must say, both of you work really well," Sophia said, smiling at seeing her dad snuggled in my lap.
"Yeah, neither of us had a doubt about that, ever," I said, giving her a knowing look. "Let's wake him up and eat so we can drop Victoria to the Riverview Suites."
"Is it okay if Jamie and I drop her off? We were sort of hoping to go to Zack's and hang out. He and Jamie want to mope together about not being able to play on Friday. Maddie will be there too," she asked.
"Sure, but I want both of you back by midnight on the dot. You still have school tomorrow morning and you call us, if anything feels off," I said.
"Sure sure," she said as I gently shook Lucas awake who seemed surprised by the fact that he had fallen asleep.
Dinner was quick and easy, the clean up after easier as we hadn't cooked at home.
"This was fun, but I must head to the hotel now to I can catch my flight on time," Victoria said as she picked up her purse and opened the closet to retrieve her coat.
"See you soon, mom," I said, giving her a final farewell hug. "Kids, drive safely, be careful. Not a minute past midnight and call if anything feels wrong."
"Yes yes yes. Now, the two of you better behave well! Don't do anything you wouldn't want us doing!" Sophia joked before slamming the door behind behind her.
"Well well well! We have the house to ourselves till midnight!" Lucas said with a knowing look on his face. I just stared at him, amazed that it didn't take him even 20 seconds to go right there. I slapped him lightly across his chest and he proceeded to wrap his arms around me.
"So how did it feel? A whole day of hanging out with your mom?" he asked, gently rocking me as we continued to stand in the foyer. A goofy grin spread across my whole face, brightening it as if I had just got a facial.
"Good, but even better because you were there," I replied, snuggling deeper into his chest. "Come on, let's go up and talk. I really think we should take things slow…. Let our hearts catch up with our hormones."
"Lead the way, Pretty Girl," he smiled as we got upstairs and into the bed and sat together.
"So what big thoughts are racing through your head about tomorrow? I mean I know we are waiting for Karen before we decide what to do with the inheritence, but we both know what she is going to say and I am sure you have had thoughts about it since," I asked.
"I definitely don't want the house. That place just haunts me now. I guess we could sell that because I doubt mom wants the place that she had to run away from. I was also thinking of asking Uncle Keith if he wants to run the dealership. I know he plans on retiring, but maybe this is something he wants to do since it is more supervisory," he said after a moment's thought.
"That is a good idea," I said, appreciating his empathy towards his entire family.
"Yeah, I think I am just going to donate all of the money. I mean it is not like we need it. We have good money, our 401 (k)'s are set. The kids have trust funds and college funds so they are set too. We have like three houses between us. We definitely don't need more," he said, thinking about it from every angle.
"What do mean, three houses?" I asked, surprised that he didn't know about the number of properties I owned.
"Wait, don't we? The Davis mansion, this house and your New York apartment?" he asked confused.
"Oh babe! We have a lot more property than that!" I laughed, feeling bad that he did not know about it.
"What? Wait, just how many?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
"I don't know…. As you said, there is the Davis Mansion and this house, my 4000 square feet apartment on Central Park West, a loft which doubles as a crash pad when I want to go partying in East Village. I have a beautiful bungalow in the Hamptons. The kids have been there with me a few times. I mostly host big parties there since it's a much larger space. Then let's see… I have a bungalow at Hollywood Hills in California. I keep having to fly to the office there since, well, Hollywood is right there. Los Angeles is great and I do love that bungalow so much, it is this beautiful refurbished 1950's bungalow. Oh and I also bought a ranch in California which was sort of an impulse buy. Then I own a loft in Chicago, another major C/B market and a house in Italy, frequent flyer to Milan for business, so it is just easier. And I inherited a house from my grandfather in San Francisco. I don't really use that house much, but it's sweet," I listed out. Lucas face grew paler and paler and his expression turned to literal shock.
"Babe, what did you expect? I mean my meetings on Monday are about buying the Charlotte Bobcats. Then Tuesday is all about a collab with Sephora. I have a team of Wealth Managers who help deal with all my finances. If anything does happen to me; you, Jamie and Sophia are going to be well taken care of," I told him. "Wait, I know you have a good stream of income as well. I have my finance analysts look into it with each book release. Who is handling all of that money?"
"Well, Andy. He invests and things for me, but honestly, I don't know much about it. Some is in fixed deposits in a bank and frankly, I just let Andy deal with it. He and you have the business sense, I am just a writer,"
"God bless Andy!" I said, heaving a sigh of relief.
"Okay, so we are rich and fine. We donate everything if mom is cool with it which we will know soon. She texted me, she is coming here next week," he said, trying to change the topic, not enjoying the fact that I was being a little condescending.
"Hey, babe. I didn't mean to mock you okay. I mean, it was stupid of me to say it the way that I did. I mean we never talked about money since the divorce. We both just knew there was more than enough for the kids or us. But I mean, you built an absolutely incredible life for them and you. In fact, I am just learning the ropes about this investment management stuff myself because I didn't want Victoria to have the power, especially with my personal money. She used to handle it all for me as well. She picked out the Wealth Managers and everything, but I just felt the need to look into it myself. Trust issues with my mom and the responsibility of the kids kept me paranoid, I guess. Although you know what, Andy is a great idea. I am going to talk to him and if he agrees, I will have him Audit my finances and just let him manage it for me. He is family! If he is willing, I will bring it up in the next Board Meeting and give him the Clothes over Bro's account as well. Why did I never think of Andy! See that's why I need you!
Oh also, as you mentioned, Karen is coming next week. I love this house Luke, but where is Karen going to stay. We converted her room into a study. Now, just hear me out, I have been thinking of it all day. I know that this house was what we got for ourselves and our family together and it was the perfect size, but can we please look into expansions? The entire lot besides us is empty. We can buy the space, expand the house to add a couple of guest bedrooms for when I don't know, Nathan and Haley, Jake and Peyton and their kids want to stay over because it's too late after we have been hanging out drinking or for when my mom visits. I also really need an office if we plan to make this our home base. I know we haven't spoken about that or decided on things, but Tree Hill is home and it has always been so. I love your generosity for when you give me your office to work in, but you need that space too. And finally Karen, Andy and Lilly come down often and personally, nothing would make me happier than Karen being with us forever. So we could build a sweet cottage in that space that we buy, a sweet modern-meets-vintage classic mid-century cottage house with three bedrooms, three baths, an open living and dining room, a kitchen and a formal dining room in the back just in case they want to host their friends. Deb and Keith are always visiting her. So that way, they have their space and privacy, but they are home with us. Although, I am only going to allow her to use our kitchen, so we get her food!"
"Wow! You have really thought about this!" Lucas said, not expecting any of what I had just said.
"Well yeah, I mean, I want her comfortable, but I don't want her far away from us when she visits. New Zealand is really far anyway. She has to be close at least in Tree Hill," I put my foot down.
"Yeah, okay. You are right about all of it. So how do you want to do this?"
"If you're okay with it, I will call the realtor and sign the papers for the lot tomorrow. Then I can enlisted interior designers Jake Alexander Arnold and One Kings Lane, my major consultants for Home over Bro's; landscaper John Alden Sharp, and contractor Orie Prince to help do it. They did all my other homes too. I'll have them fly down and we should have blueprints drawn and commence work in a week if all goes well. They already know what I respond to, and they work so well together. We can move into the Davis mansion meanwhile if that is okay with you? That has four times the room capacity of this house so Karen and family can stay with us easily. I know it is an expansion, but I am sure they will want to redo the interiors of the other rooms as well. Am I being too much right now?" I asked, not wanting to impose so much on him.
"Nah, I mean, you literally own a home decor line for celebrities. This is your playground, have fun with it. I know you're talented and you will make it homey for us. Plus, you are right about us needing more space. I would like more rooms to fill," Lucas said, his face went deep as he said that last line, as if he was thinking of something much deeper. Yet, I could not place my finger on what he meant. "Besides, more rooms means more spaces that we must christen," He finished, gently pushing me down on the bed and putting a halt to my curiosity.
"Oh, we have to christen them all, huh?" I said, playing his teasing game by letting my hand linger on his chest. My nails teasing his sensitive flesh.
"Yes, every single room of every single house," he grinned, getting on top of me and leaning in. He bit my lower lip making me feel like my whole body was on fire. "We can start with this one right here."
I let out a giggle. God, we were both literally back to being horny teenagers. We began to smooch, long and hard. I felt intense desire bubble up within me. "Lukie, I thought we decided to wait," I said, very unconvincingly between a deep passionate kiss.
"We waited seven years! I say that is long enough!" he said, going lower to kiss my neck. He sucked on my pulse which made electric jolts ricochet up and down my form. "We stop this if you say so, Pretty Girl. Just say the words."
Yet, I found that I had lost my voice. The only sounds were the soft moans that came as he continued to suck on my pulse points. My eyes closed in order to feel that intense passion more deeply, if that was even possible. I felt my centre burn, I was definitely getting wet and my fingers were tugging at Lucas' short blonde hair. His lips moved to my ears, leading me to let out another involuntary moan. My body was defying my thoughts until they became one. I needed him inside me right now. "Lucas, please can you fuck me!"
He quickly started to move down, grabbing the hem of my dress before bunching it in his hands and pulling it up. I raised my arms and my body to help him ease it off before locking his lips to mine again. Since I was braless, his hands quickly went to my boobs, feeling them and squeezing them. I felt my nipples getting erect as I tried to unbotton his shirt, but with the steamy kiss and his fingers all over my sensitive flesh, it made the job quite difficult. After a couple of minutes, I finally managed to undo all of the buttons as he pulled it off his back and let it get thrown on the floor.
Making me lie down, again, he lay on top of me, taking one of my nipples in his mouth. His one hand still continued to squeeze my other boob while the other kept me in place. I could feel his member getting erect as he continued to nib and suck, now switching breasts. My hands ran all over his back, making him shudder.
"Okay, I need you inside of me! Please!" I said, moving to get him out of his jeans. Deftly moving to undo the button, I pulled down the fly to get him out of the restrain. Once he kicked him off himself, he went back to lay me down, leaving a trail of kisses from the valley of my breasts till my belly. Once he reached lower, he started rubbing me over the tiny fabric of my panties.
"Oh my God! Lucas!" I moaned. I hadn't felt this way in so long. He continued to tease me, the fabric creating the most delicious friction. Soon, the feeling became unbearable.
"Lucas! Please! Please fuck me good!" I begged, needing more. He didn't waste any time. Tearing through the material, he quickly parted my folds and pushed in two of his fingers. I shuddered at the feeling they were leaving me in. He moved them and I could feel my walls clenching. My mind was putty. He felt so good inside. He kept pumping them in and out, curling them, making me feel so good. He brought his fingers out to the tip of my entrance, before pushing them in again.
"Do you like this Pretty Girl?" Lucas asked, going faster with his pumping. My teeth were gritted from the action as I quickly began to thrust, trying to match the pace of his fingers.
"I love it! But I need you, Lucas! I need all of you inside me now!" I begged. I saw him trying to remove his boxers with his free hand, his other one still busy pumping ruthlessly inside of me. I quickly got up and helped him with his last bit of clothing.
Once he was free, I grabbed him, giving his length a couple of strokes. It was his time to moan now. With a few more strokes, his hands quickly moved to my wrists, stopping my hand movements. His hands pushed me down and widened my legs. It surprised me how he was directing me, with only two hands. Once he had spread my legs, he lined himself at my centre. He grabbed both my wrists with his hand and took my arms up, pinning them there over my head. I felt his tip near me and I felt my centre reacting to it. I was getting wetter by the second. I couldn't wait to feel him in. I felt his base touch my entrance making goosebumps appear all over my body. "Oh Lucas!" I moaned, my hands wanted to go and grab him, but he kept them pinned high up. He was just about to thrust in, when I remembered something, something which made my eyes widen with worry.
"Oh my God! Wait no! Stop! Stop! Stop!" I yelled out suddenly, moving away from him.
"Pretty Girl! What happened? Did I do something?" he asked, worriedly, scanning my face and body to try to read it.
"Lucas, I am not on the pill and you were just about to enter me without a condom!" I told him, feeling every emotion on overdrive.
"Oh! I just assumed that you must be on it!" Lucas said, slapping his hands on his face.
"How! What use have I had for them for years until now! Okay, our hormones are obviously raging. Do you have a condom?" I asked, trying to not lose the high I was experiencing moments ago. My body was shuddering, wanting to just say screw it and tell him to screw me, literally!
Lucas quickly began rummaging through the drawers of his table, "No, I don't!" We both groaned together, the mood was stomped over, killed and ruined.
"Maybe Jamie will have some. I can quickly check the cabinet in his bathroom. He and Maddie seem ready to do it any day," Lucas suggested. "Or I can drive to the drug store!"
"Stealing protection from our children. That is a new low!" I sighed. "God, I can't believe we were going to be irresponsible again. We really need to be more careful, Luke. I must have missed what one pill and we got pregnant. I don't even have a prescription for birth control anymore since I haven't needed it in years. I'll get the number of Haley and Peyton's gynac and get some pills. You better go pick up some condoms yourself."
"Dammit! I really am so sorry baby. I clearly wasn't thinking," Lucas said, his eyes were still lustful and his erection was still on display.
"No, this is on both of us. I mean, we just got together a day ago and we are already ripping each other's clothes and don't get me wrong, I want this as much as you. God, I really want this," I said, my eyes fixated on his member. "Uhh, but maybe we should slow down? Can we though? I just don't trust us to. As you said, we waited 7 long years. It has been long enough and finally we get to be together again so why wait? Besides, we have never been good at not being physical."
Lucas chuckled at my last comment. "Yeah, I guess we haven't. It still surprises me how we didn't just have a few casual mistaken nights along the way. I mean the way you dressed at parties and festivals we celebrated together, I was basically eye-fucking you the whole time." He seemed to get harder after saying that. "Pretty Girl, we go at your pace. I am willing to take things as slow as you need me to."
I gave him a kiss, feeling his erection on my thigh. I gave a knowing smile and got off the bed and onto my knees on the floor. Getting him closer, I slowly inched my head forward until my lips were milimetres away from his tip. I gave it a soft lick, which made him shudder like the wind was knocked out of him.
"It's alright, my love. I can just take a cold shower," he said, thinking that I was doing this out of guilt.
"No, I want to. Let me take care of you. I want to be able to take care of you and all your needs," I said, before opening my mouth and gently taking him in, inch by inch. He was large, too large for me to take all the way in, but I tried, as much as I could. I bobbed my head, licking and swirling my tongue, going all the way until I could feel him at the back of my throat. He was letting out low grunts, his head was back in the throes of passion as his hands tugged and pulled at my hair. I masterfully continued to go at him, my fingers circling around the part of him that I could not get inside my mouth. When I felt like I was choking, I took a breather, grazing his nerves lightly with my teeth. His face was twitching and he seemed to enjoy it as he began to thrust his hips forward, matching the quick rhythm I had set for myself.
"Brooke! I am going to come soon!" he screamed through gritted teeth. Moments later, he exploded into my mouth like a billion fireworks. "Oh God! Oh my God! Brooke! What are you doing to me!" He quickly lifted me up as I tried to wipe off the hot liquid that was around my face. Placing me on his lap, he just held me close. "My turn to return the favour?" he asked.
"Honestly, I much rather we just cuddle. Is that okay? Maybe we can just watch a movie and be together," I suggested.
Lucas smiled wide before getting the remote to the television in our bedroom. I chose a recently released comedy and Lucas did not complain. He pulled the covers over us and pulled me closer to his body. Our bodies were touching as he traced little patterns on my waist. My head was resting on his chest while an arm was loosely draped on his thigh. It was a new kind of intimacy that we were sharing and one that I was really enjoying. It was the feeling of love and security. Not lust and passion.
Half way through the movie, I heard the sound of the door open and close downstairs. I checked my phone and it reflected 11:58 p.m. The kids were home.
"Let me go check on them. I'll knock if they want to come in the bedroom," I said before putting on a robe and tying the strings tightly around my waist.
"Hey Munchkins! Glad that you followed curfew. How was it at Zacks?" I asked, seeing them once I reached halfway down the steps.
"It was fine, but the day definitely wore us out. I am already dreading school tomorrow," Sophia said as the both began ascending the steps.
"You two good on your own or you want to come sleep in our room?" I asked. The kids would always come first.
"Eww! Who knows what you and dad have been up to in that room while we were gone! We have heard stories about your past. I think we're good enough to sleep in our own rooms, or atleast try. Right now we're tired enough to not overthink and just sleep," James said, his face scruncing up in disgust.
"I really wonder if kids are allowed to talk to parents this way? Neither Luke nor I had any when we were your age, but if you must know. No, your dad and I have just been watching a movie together. Anyway, do you want me to tuck both of you in?" They didn't say yes to it but they also did not say no. So I let them go change and get ready for bed. I entered the room to find Lucas on his phone.
"Kids are okay. Trying their own rooms today. I'm gonna make sure they are okay," I said to him. He smiled and nodded his head. I walked back into their rooms and tucked them in, kissing their foreheads and turning off the lights. With the assurance that they could come and get us anytime in the night if they needed, I returned to the room, put on some clothes and continued watching the movie, cuddled into Lucas' body.
