Lucas was sitting on the couch. Brooke was lying down, her head resting on his thighs. He was stroking her hair. He was silent but Brooke couldn't figure out what state of mind he was in, at that precise moment... Maybe he regretted what had just happened? Unless it was simply tiredness? She raised her head in his direction to try to understand the emotion or feeling that inhabited him. Lucas smiled at her. But behind that smile, Brooke noticed this explicit glimmer of sadness in his eyes, almost worry.
BROOKE : Is something wrong?
LUCAS : No, don't worry.
The way he avoided her gaze to answer and his body tensed more and more convinced Brooke otherwise.
BROOKE : Look at me, Lucas!
Lucas tilted his head forward feverishly, until his eyes were looking deep into Brooke's.
BROOKE : I'm worried and I'm going to tell you exactly why... After what we just did, a normal man could react in four different ways.
Brooke pointed to the number four with her hand. Lucas sketched a fond smile and raised a skeptical but curious eyebrow.
LUCAS : I'd be delighted to hear the conclusions of your analysis on male postcoital behavior...
BROOKE : Oh but I'll give them to you! I have some expertise in this area... So... Most of them would already be in dreamland and in the arms of Morpheus, drained of exhaustion! I admit that it suits me well that you don't seem to be part of this category! Another category would have already taken to its heels by choosing the very courageous attitude of fleeing!
Brooke cast a suspicious look at Lucas as if she were potentially hesitating to include him in this group.
LUCAS : Given your position, I can't see how I could run away while you're squeezing my thighs on this couch!
BROOKE : Oh!
LUCAS : I'm kidding, continue. What are the last two categories?
BROOKE : Since you don't have a cell phone and there's no TV here, there are still those who are vulnerable to relaxation... And then there are those who want a little performance evaluation... At their own risk, of course!
Brooke looked at him again, curious to see his reaction in order to gauge what to do next. Lucas caught his eye and his head swayed gently from right to left.
BROOKE : Do you want to know your grade?
LUCAS : No.
BROOKE : Overconfidence?
LUCAS : Oh no ...
BROOKE : What is it then?
LUCAS : It's nothing, Brooke.
Brooke had tried to lighten the mood, Lucas remained closed.
BROOKE : Okay, I'll shut up then, I feel like I'm disturbing you!
Lucas slowly freed Brooke's head to stand up. Once standing, he paced around the living room of the chalet. Suddenly, he stopped in front of Brooke, who was now seated and a little lost by his unexpected reaction.
LUCAS : You know what, you're right, I don't fit into any of those categories... You want me to tell you why!?
BROOKE : Yes, of course!
LUCAS : Yet, you already know the answer! And I don't even know why you're still here... Because you forgot one category! The one of self-centered, raging, barbaric assholes! I treated you like you were a sex object, a thing... My thing. The worst part is that I liked it!
Still in shock, Brooke stood up to step forward and cautiously approach Lucas.
BROOKE : I liked it too.
Lucas' angry look became perplexed and uncertain. He let himself be approached...
BROOKE : Yes, you took me like a wild animal but you didn't show your fangs.
LUCAS : I didn't hurt you maybe!?
BROOKE : No... Well... But you mastered your strength.
LUCAS : You see, I mistreated you, brutalized you. I pulled your hair and I took you savagely against a sofa!
BROOKE : So, yes you pulled my hair, but you didn't tear out a single one! You're too hard on yourself ... You took me without detour and without manner, you took your pleasure and you made me take mine. I'm neither the Virgin Mary nor a Holy Nitouche! If I hadn't liked it ... I would have pointed it out to you!
LUCAS : I'm not sure I would have been able to stop myself for that Brooke, I was in a trance ...
BROOKE : Are you telling me that you think that ... that you would have been able to force me?
LUCAS : I have a doubt ... I took possession of you. This trance might have made me capable of such perversion.
BROOKE : Stop! You would have been incapable and you know it. In any case, I know it, I'm sure of it!
LUCAS : How can you be?
BROOKE : Because I've never slept with a man who respects me as much as you do!
That sweet anger that overwhelmed Brooke ignited her senses again. She looked at him intensely.
BROOKE : And then, sex is unreasonable by nature, that's what makes it so good ...
Lucas calmed down and heard what she was telling him. His gaze became piercing, in him too.
LUCAS : You liked it, then?
BROOKE : Yes! I loved it!
LUCAS : Okay.
Lucas took two steps to stand in front of Brooke. His hand rested on her cheek and his thumb caressed her lips. Brooke watched him move his face closer to hers to kiss her softly, tenderly and then passionately. Their mouths merged, their tongues savored each other, penetrated each other and their teeth nibbled each other. It was tender but strong. Lucas applied himself as if he wanted to savor Brooke until the end of time, to breathe the air she inhaled without stopping.
Brooke felt Lucas's two hands lift the fabric of her dress in a hypnotic slowness, both frustrating and euphoric. His mouth left hers to undress her completely... Gently.
LUCAS : Come here, pretty girl.
Lucas lifted her, naked, as if she were as light as a feather to take her to the bedroom. Brooke put her arms around his neck and closed her thighs around his waist, fitting perfectly against him. When Lucas gently placed her on the soft bed, Brooke still had the sweet and pleasant feeling of floating. The room was plunged into darkness but she could clearly see Lucas' sculpted abs as he removed his shirt. His body then came to overlook hers, naked, offered. A wave of heat spread through Brooke from head to toe.
LUCAS : I want to explore your entire body and take my time, now ... All my time.
Lucas's mouth was now placing small kisses on the skin of Brooke's stomach. Her navel then underwent his little licks, she remained motionless, her eyes closed. Lucas's two hands, attracted to Brooke's bust like a magnet, now enclosed her tits vigorously and firmly. His fingers pressed and kneaded them while his mouth kissed every millimeter of her skin. His lips and mouth covered her with attention and went up, making shivers run over her burning skin. Covering pressures and harmonious caresses slid from Brooke's chest to her thighs. Lucas's lips were now running over Brooke's breasts, licking and titillating her nipples which were pointing harder and harder. Unaccustomed to this kind of caress, Brooke was overwhelmed with force and intensity. She clung to the comforter. Her mind wandered and capsized under Lucas's fingers, docile and completely transported. His movements were nothing but warmth, tenderness, passion, he offered her a true symphony of the senses.
Heart pounding, Brooke felt his hands hug the curve of her hips and linger on the firm roundness of her buttocks. Her breathing suddenly became louder as they reached her thighs and gently spread them. Eyes feverish, Lucas brought his face closer so that Brooke could feel his breath and his intimacy that was igniting. Brooke didn't see it but Lucas was spellbound by what he saw, and he saw everything about her...
With his skillful tongue, Lucas traced a furrow from her slit to her clitoris. Brooke moaned and spread her legs a little wider. His hot tongue now rested flat on her wet sex, his fingers kneading the inside of her thighs. Lucas then ran his tongue over Brooke's entire offered sex, she moaned so loudly the sensation it provided was divine.
BROOKE : Mmmmmmhh!
She undulated under him, under his oral assault. She was panting and arched her back to come closer to him. Lucas, he was intoxicated by Brooke's scent, that scent of paradise... That very feminine perfume that made men crazy with desire. He lapped her up on the surface, then his tongue got lost between her lips then returned to her clitoris... It was exquisite. His pace became more and more wild, Brooke shuddered and let out a sigh filled with desire and impatience. Her body savored his licks that accelerated, her thighs began to tremble. Instinctively, Brooke's hands came to rest on Lucas' head to guide him, but he seemed to know what she liked... He knew exactly how to make her take off and the pleasure rose, inexorably.
Brooke's fingers then gripped tightly to the pillow behind her, to anything she could grab near her... A tornado of heat announced itself and a million little shocks ran through her, her pleasure was hot...
BROOKE : Ohhhhh!
Her eyes were lost in the ecstasy and extreme sensuality of the moment, her orgasm was powerful, sensational ... Lucas continued until Brooke's moans slowed down and her wobbly legs finally stopped.
Lucas and Brooke were lying on the bed, facing each other. Brooke was smiling like a dumb idiot. That was without counting on Lucas' next sentence that was going to break the mood ...
LUCAS : We can't stay here.
Brooke's heart tightened so much that she hoped to still enjoy the ephemeral magic of this stolen moment. She remained speechless with disappointment and bitterness. But Lucas smiled tenderly at her.
LUCAS : Can I come sleep with you?
BROOKE : Where!?
LUCAS : In your room!
He had answered with such a confident and casual air that Brooke didn't understand why she was the only one asking the question.
BROOKE : And how do you plan to sneak into my room? If someone sees you...
Lucas did nothing but continued to smile. He knew exactly how to do it to ensure his stealth.
LUCAS : You're going to have to trust me...