After the more than intense episode between Brooke and Lucas in her room, Brooke had gone back downstairs. She was playing with Sawyer in the garden while Lucas and Nathan were chatting over a beer near them. Brooke was happily playing a game of one two, three sun, pretending to be focused on the game... But she could feel every hot and insistent look that Lucas placed on her face and on the different parts of her body.
SAWYER : Dad, Uncle Nathan! I won, I saw Brooke move!
LUCAS : Good job, sweetie! How about you let Brooke take a break now?
NATHAN : Yes! By the way, would you like a beer, Brooke?
Brooke would love it but since she was at work, she preferred to be professional to the end.
BROOKE : Thanks! But I have a little girl to watch... I'm going to get a glass of water instead.
Without giving her time to slip away, Lucas stood up, uncapped a beer and handed it to Brooke with a smile. Their eyes locked.
LUCAS : I think a beer shouldn't put my daughter in danger...
Their fingers collided and, like a few weeks ago, a shiver ran down Brooke's spine.
BROOKE : Thank you!
NATHAN : A woman who loves beer, how good it feels! I was wondering if you still existed...
BROOKE : What do you mean?
LUCAS : Let's just say that the women we date have a marked preference for fine wines and champagne...
NATHAN : Who are you dating, yes! Don't get me involved in this!
LUCAS : I remind you that I'm talking about your dear sister first!
NATHAN : You're the one who chose, like a grown-up, to marry her... So you manage, now!
Lucas' smile almost disappeared from his lips and he looked at the neck of his bottle, not knowing what to say.
NATHAN : So, what are we eating tonight? I'm starting to get really hungry!
LUCAS : I gave Julie her evening, I thought we could order pizzas before the match, what do you say?
NATHAN : Dream program: beers, pizzas, a ball and a giant screen ... Between guys!
Lucas laughed then turned slightly to Brooke, she wondered if he would also dare to give her his evening. His air was greedy even if he tried to hide it, his eyes were knowing and even quite curious.
LUCAS : I suppose you like beer but it would be too good to imagine that you are passionate about football, wouldn't it?
After taking a sip, Brooke stretched out a big smile because she knew she might surprise him again.
BROOKE : Actually, I love football...
The two men's eyes were full of surprise.
NATHAN : You're definitely an endangered specimen!
Lucas pretended to laugh but Brooke blushed when she heard him whisper discreetly between his teeth:
LUCAS : Or a rare and precious treasure...
Sawyer had joined them on the terrace by approaching her father whom she was looking at from below with an angelic expression.
SAWYER : Dad, can I have a pizza all to myself?
LUCAS : I'm not sure it'll fit in your little belly but tonight it's the party... Come on, let's order them!
A good half hour later, they were all eating their pizzas on the coffee table in the family room. Brooke was sitting cross-legged on the carpet next to Sawyer, helping him with his larger-than-his-head slice.
BROOKE : You really wouldn't prefer if I cut it into small pieces? Look, you've got it all over you!
SAWYER : No, I want to do like you! And besides, it's like I've put on lipstick... Don't you think I'm pretty!?
BROOKE : Yes, very pretty! But we'll clean all that up, afterwards!
Sawyer and Brooke laughed happily while Lucas' gaze couldn't resist falling on Brooke. He had smiled as he looked at them. He had smiled with happiness to see his daughter laugh and find that joy of life that had a tendency to fade a little. He had smiled with surprise to be so seduced by the sound of Brooke's refreshing and spontaneous laughter. He had smiled to marvel at this simple and complicit little moment of everyday life, where everything seemed so simple and easy... ... He had smiled to see that superficiality had not yet invaded and contaminated his home. He had smiled at the certainty of having found the ideal nanny for Sawyer, this little girl who was his whole life ... And he had smiled at the idea of imagining all the things he would dream of doing to Brooke ... Out of sight, tonight. His pure and delicate thoughts were dangerously mixed with the erotic and lustful thoughts that Brooke inspired in him. Just thinking about it, a new beginning of erection was born between his legs ... A more than common occurrence these last few days. Especially since, when Brooke left with Sawyer in the kitchen, Nathan did not hesitate to show his enthusiasm concerning her.
NATHAN : Brooke seems really great with Sawyer! They have a great bond, don't they?
LUCAS : Indeed! She's... Great, like you say.
NATHAN : Do you know how old she is?
Lucas detected a suspicious interest in his brother-in-law's question. He tensed up, trying to hide his irritation.
LUCAS : She's way too young for you, if that's what interests you!
Nathan laughed, not understanding that it was an implicit warning from his friend.
NATHAN : She's young, for sure, but she seems pretty mature for her age... And besides, she's really hot, right?
Lucas's breath hitched for a second and his fingers twitched... He knew he shouldn't let anything show.
LUCAS : If you say so! But, I prefer not to have that kind of consideration for my daughter's nanny, Nathan...
The words he said sounded so false and hypocritical to his ears and inside him.
LUCAS' THOUGHT : Of course she's hot, gorgeous, hot... But she's mine, damn it!
Luckily for Lucas, his pretense of pretense ended when Brooke and Sawyer reappeared in the living room.
BROOKE : Should I put Sawyer to bed or would you rather do it yourself, Lucas?
At that moment, his only thought was that there was absolutely no way Brooke was going to be left alone with Nathan.
LUCAS : Go ahead, Brooke... I'll join you for the kiss... Um, Sawyer's kiss.
As Lucas swallowed at his slip of the tongue, Brooke gave him a warm, promising look. Sawyer greeted Nathan.
SAWYER : Good night, Uncle Nathan.
NATHAN : Good night, my beautiful! Sweet dreams and I'll see you soon, I promise!
Once in her pajamas, and her teeth brushed, Brooke lay down next to Sawyer for her bedtime story. Snuggled up with her under the covers, she was interrupted when Lucas came into the room. Without saying anything, he closed the door and approached the bed while his daughter made room for him next to her.
SAWYER : Dad, can Brooke stay with us this time?
LUCAS : Oh yes, my dear, she's staying! But on the other hand,I prefer to put myself in the middle, my darling... That way, I'm better settled... To read.
Fleeing a little shamefully from his daughter's gaze, Lucas bit his lower lip as he fixed the blanket on Brooke's body. Then, he held out his hand to her and she handed him the open book so that he could continue reading. This time, it was Brooke who swallowed when she understood that Lucas' intention was to combine business with pleasure... That his gaze and his attitude clearly expressed his desire to be against her... And to make this moment intoxicating. Besides, barely lying down on the mattress, Brooke felt the warmth of Lucas' body pressing freely against her. Obviously, she didn't say anything, appreciating the feeling of proximity with this man she desired so much. As if nothing had happened, Lucas resumed the course of the story, in his warm and sensual voice that already made Brooke vibrate. Very quickly, Lucas' body stuck closer to Brooke and she saw him squirm at the level of the legs and the pelvis.
LUCAS : Wait Sawyer honey, I'm not comfortable like this...
Lucas straightened up to take another position and put the book on his knees bent under the sheets. Without waiting, his left hand came to rest on Brooke's thigh while the other was used to turn the pages. As if to probe her, and after kissing his daughter on the forehead, Lucas turned to Brooke.
LUCAS : And you, Brooke? Comfortable?
At the same moment, Brooke jumped because his frank and assured palm had slipped between her thighs. His expert hand was already moving up towards her crotch, Brooke's heart rate accelerated.
BROOKE : Oh, yes, continue!
LUCAS : Good... I'll continue, then!
Pretending to only talk about the story he was reading, Lucas's hands continued their slow and perfectly rhythmic ballet. Brooke didn't want to look at him for fear of not containing the moan that wanted to express itself in the face of her pleasure. She knew she should stop him but it was so good and forbidden that she held her hand tight against the fabric. With one finger, Lucas snapped her elastic to indicate to her, or rather to order her, to clear the way for him. Their hands touched and interlocked when he came to help her partially undress, completely feverish. Carefully and silently, he also slid the fabric of her panties down to the bottom of her thighs. With a firm and powerful gesture, he pressed the inside of her thigh to spread them before going back up between her lips. When his fingers made contact with her delicate, wet and already burning skin, Brooke moaned through her teeth. Lucas seemed to take a malicious pleasure in dragging things out a little, his fingers remaining near her entrance. This delicious torture made Brooke close her eyes and she was impatient to finally get his fingers out inside her. When suddenly, two of Lucas' fingers duced themselves gently into Brooke's tight and soaking intimacy. An indescribable pleasure radiated from her swollen bud, her legs and body already shaking. As Lucas continued to crush his fingers into her, accelerating the rhythm, Brooke's face tightened and her pelvis undulated. Lucas was fingering her right next to Sawyer and despite the immoral side of the situation, Brooke loved it. She heard Lucas's deep, suave voice but she wasn't listening anymore, she was holding herself back from screaming or throwing herself at him. She clenched her nails in her fists and controlled her body movements so as not to move the bed too much. Each thrust of Lucas' hand and his fingers inside her made the intensity rise a little more. Brooke quickly forgot her embarrassment and all that remained of her composure to let herself be carried towards the orgasm that was rising inside her. Lucas' fingers vigorously masturbating her and pounding her, apparently determined to take her to the end of the pleasure... As the wave rose and began to carry Brooke away, she felt Lucas' lips rest on her mouth to whisper:
LUCAS : She fell asleep... Cum on my fingers, my pretty, but in silence...
Brooke pressed her head on the pillow next to her to muffle her moans that were getting louder and louder and uncontrollable. Lucas' fingers went back and forth inside her and the feeling was fantastic, she came, his eyes on hers...
BROOKE : Mmhhhh!
Lucas accompanied each of her jolts with his skillful fingering, perfectly adapted in intensity. His fingers accompanied Brooke until her powerful orgasm slowly dissipated. Not letting go of her gaze, he delicately caressed her sex before helping her get dressed again.
LUCAS : I want you.
While finishing making herself presentable, Brooke smiled at him then brushed her hair back before answering him:
BROOKE : The match starts in five minutes and nothing will make me miss it!
And without adding anything to her little sarcastic and teasing smile she turned around and left Lucas there planted on the bed. Lucas couldn't even bring himself to hold it against her... Far too stunned by her repartee and her gift of the gab. But he wanted her even more... And he knew he would have to wait at least ninety minutes.