Matters Of The Heart

Chapter 63

I had no idea what time it was. All i knew and felt was Brooke moving against me. Her lips kissing me.

And i woke up. Leaning over to kiss her back. I started kissing her neck. Which opened the floodgates.

Hearing her moan softly. She soon felt his hardness against her.

And she ground down on him. Making him groan against her neck.

Brooke opened her eyes and leaned back. Her eyes never leaving his as she reached for the bottom of her tank top and pulled it off.

He ran his hands down her back. Pulling her closer.

He soon came to senses and looked to her.

"Are you sure. You want this?" Lucas asked.

Brooke nodded her head in agreement.

"I want to be close to you. I need this." Brooke confirmed.

Lucas moved his hands down to her hips. And them inside her pajama pants.

Brooke braced herself. Brooke soon taking control of the kiss.

Brooke tore her lips away from him. When she felt the first touch of his fingers. "Lucas!" She gasped breathlessly.

Lucas watched her face. In awe as he circled the nub soft and slow.

Brooke gripped whatever she could find tightly.

She was already close to the edge. Lucas's touch had this power over her. He just knew her and what she needed.

Lucas thrusted two fingers inside of her. Brooke tensed and bit her lip hard. To keep from crying out loud.

As she let the powerful current take her. Her ragged breathing.

Was all Lucas heard. As she rested her head on his.

Lucas watched her gain control of her breathing and slowly removed his fingers.

Brooke opened her eyes and brought her hands to face.

Kissing him hard.

Brooke soon found herself laid down beneath on their bed.

Their eyes never leaving each other. As he reached for the top of her pants. He drew them down her legs.

He had started to remove his own pants and she had removed his boxers.

Lucas slowly took off and moved aside her underwear.

She was soon naked in front of him. And couldn't help but stare and marvel at her beauty in its rawest form.

Brooke's breath started to quicken at the sight of him looking at her the way he was.

She reached for his shirt. He pulled her close kissing her.

She had opened her legs. He leaned down kissing her softly.

As he slowly guided himself inside of her.

She lost her breath. Just feeling him. She dropped her head back.

Arched up. As he continued to thrust his hips against her.

Brooke was soon crying out his name. He captured her lips.

Lucas's eyes shut as he felt himself joining her.

They eventually caught their breath. And laid there in the silence.

Wanting to savor this moment. Tuck it away and keep for themselves.

Awhile later. The rising of the sun signaled a new day.

He awoke to find her up. Covered in bedsheets.

Wiping her eyes.

"Brooke." Lucas said softly.

"Let's wait until we are back home. I don't want to ruin the memory of this place please." Brooke insisted.

"Okay." Lucas said.

She climbed out of bed and put on his shirt.

He pulled on his boxers and joined her in the bathroom for a shower.

When they at some point emerged. Wrapped in towels that were already there. They got dressed in their seperate closets.

And left the bedroom hand and hand.

The remainder of their days there were filled almost spilling over in family bonding.

Lucas was relieved he was able to give her that.

The drive home was quiet. Each of their children locked into some kind of electronic.

Lucas informed the kids that they needed to have a family meeting and that they all needed to meet downstairs.

Lucas joined Brooke. Her hand in his.

As their children soon appeared in the living room. Seated beside each other.

Brooke took a breath. Looking into the eyes of her children.

She explained that she was sick and slowly went into detail about what parkinson's disease was.

She wanted to be open and up front with them.

Yet in minutes her sons unraveled. In a raw emotion she hadn't seen since they were younger.

Tegan shed silent tears. But had a level of confusion given how young she was.

"What did this mean?" She asked.

"What what going to happen to her mom?" She questioned.

She wanted and insisted on answers. But slowly began to fall apart in her father's arms.

She saw her brothers reaction to this news and knew it wasn't good. And found herself wanting to make it better.