Chapter 23

Brooklyn

Eden manages to hobble in after I lift her from the car. I grab the takeaway bag and help her inside. Noodle is there to greet us, of course.

The pain meds the doc gave her are clearly starting to kick in. He did say she will have some heavy bruising and to keep up the ice packs over the next few days for no longer than twenty minute intervals.

Eden left some lights on earlier so Noodle wasn't in the dark. I steer her to the rear living room with ease, where I help her onto the couch. My sole intention now is to look after her.

I'm reeling after tonight's events. First finding her naked on the bathroom floor, then being confronted with Kirk when we left the house. The argument. Me punching him. The hospital. Our confessions. And now the kiss.

She also thinks I'm still hot. And she didn't sleep with Kirk.

That's gotta be the best freaking news I've heard in a long while.

"I'm feeling much better now," she says. "The meds may be kicking in."

"I should get the ice pack."

"That can wait," she breathes.

"Should I get the food?"

She shakes her head. "Brookie, come here."

I swallow hard and bend down toward her. As soon as she can reach me she grabs me by the shirt and pulls me down onto the couch with her, wincing as she goes.

I carefully roll beside her and squash next to her good side.

"Thank you for being here tonight," she breathes.

I smooth her hair from her eyes and kiss her nose.

"You're welcome."

"I meant everything I said."

"Me too."

She plays with the buttons of my shirt, running her fingers up and down. "Brookie?"

"Yeah, Baby Doll."

"I used that bullet tonight, before the accident."

My mouth runs dry and I swallow hard. I prop my head up on my hand and look at her. "You did?"

"Yeah. I was four orgasms in by the time my phone started ringing."

Fuck. My eyes bug wide at her confession and I can't help the big grin that sweeps across my face. "Is that so?"

She presses her lips together firmly, and then lets them go. "Yes."

"What were you thinking about?" I already have a growing erection being this close to her, and all the sexy talk. It's pressing against my pants zipper. It's been there since we got lost in each other at the stop sign. Her touching my thigh is what started it off, and it has no plans to go anywhere.

"You, Brookie."

Another shot of desire dips down my body as I resonate her words. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I was trying to get my ducks in a row."

I bob my head to bring my lips to hers, kissing her softly between my next words. "And they're lining up for ya now?"

"Things have taken a wild turn in the past few hours."

Her deft fingers undo the top button of my shirt, then slowly work their way to the next one. Oh holy fuck.

"Baby?"

"I want you," she says on a ragged breath.

I rock my hips into her side. "I want you too, can't you feel it?"

She laughs softly and reaches up to kiss me again, her tongue trying to find mine. "I can feel it, and I want to feel even more of it."

"I've longed to be inside you," I whisper, burying my head into her neck, and grazing her with kisses, soft and slow. I take a big inhale of her vanilla scent and butter up and down her soft flesh with my lips, making my nips and kisses equal. She groans, wiggling her hips and trying to turn her body into me.

"Brookie," she sighs and it's almost a sexy sound of desperation in her tone. It turns me the fuck on that she wants me so bad. The feeling is entirely mutual.

My hand trails up her leg and over her hip, brushing up the fabric of her sweater and landing on her breast. I give it a squeeze as she deepens the kiss. I can't believe this is happening.

There's something in the back of my brain reminding me she was only just saying we should think about this whole thing before seeing where it went. Taking it slow, and not jumping in. But with the Kirk thing far behind us now, I know she's not rebounding. In the end she realized she's way too good for that jerk and I'm glad.

Because she is too good for him. And maybe she's too good for me too, but I would never hurt her.

"You like that, baby?" I give her breast a gentle pull, my hand fitting snugly around it. She always loved me playing with her tits.

"I love it." She fumbles with the rest of my buttons and I chuckle, helping her undo my shirt so she can feel my chest. Meanwhile, my hand trails down and feels for the edge of her sweater and the tee underneath, my fingers skimming her flesh until I find the edge of her bra. My fingers slide over the top of the lace and I feel her hips buck as I gently pull again on her nipple. I'm sure the second I get one in my mouth I'm going to come.

"You sure you're okay?" I breathe. The last thing I want to do is hurt her after she fell down.

"The meds are making me feel so much better." She pulls back a little and rips her sweater and T-shirt off in one move. Then turns a little and rocks her hips to mine so she's hitting my erection. "And so is that."

I slowly roll her flat on her back and move over the top of her, straddling her hips and looking down at her glorious tits in the lace bra. "Fucking hell, E."

She giggles. "I always liked it when you talked dirty."

"You should see how you look, baby." I pull one of the straps down and let the fabric of her bra uncover one of her nips. I lick my lips and lay over her, pushing my erection into her sweet spot while I bow my head to take a taste.

She cries out as I make contact, her hips nudging up to brush my cock and her hands wrapping around my ass to squeeze my cheeks.

My tongue swirls around as I cover her whole nipple with my lips, then hone in as it reduces down to a bud from my licking. I pull with my teeth as she grinds into me, trailing her hands from my ass all the way up my back, it's like an electrical spark everywhere she touches me. My cock is just begging for it when she wraps her arms around my neck, telling me how good it feels. I always loved her doing that.

I pull back a little and move my hand down to the fabric over her other breast so they're both on display for me. I dip down again and take my time with my tongue, licking her, playing, toying, as my eyes glance up to see her watching me.

"That's so hot, Brook," she murmurs. Her eyes are hooded and slowly closing as I work my lips around her peak and suckle. I move my hips against hers as we dry hump while I suck away, and pull her other nipple with my thumb and forefinger.

"You think I can still make you come like this?"

"Oh, I think so."

I grin, then my brow furrows for a second and I release her nip from my mouth with a pop.

"What?" she breathes, sitting up a little, looking worried as her forehead crinkles.

"When is Blake due home?"

She sags with relief. "Sorry, I forgot to tell you, my mom texted earlier to say Blake is staying the night since the movie is going to finish later than they thought."

"Who's a lucky Daddy?"

"That really turns me on."

"Daddy?" I muse.

"You're a hot Daddy, Brookie."

I bow my head again, knowing I need to get to her sweet spot or I'll die. I suckle again from nip to nip as I trail my hand down her torso to the top of her sweatpants.

My hand slips easily under the waistband, my fingers finding her panties in a matter of seconds, they dip farther as she parts her legs for me. My index finger traces down her crease, feeling it's way down to her pussy, where I rub her very wet entrance.

She's soaked actually.

"Eden, holy fuck." I can feel myself leaking from the tip, I'm almost dying from anticipation. I've dreamt about this for so damned long.

"Yeah, you feel something you like?"

"Something I like very much." I brush the heel of my hand upwards, parting her, my fingers moving to trail over her clit and she bucks again.

"Brookie." There's that plea again.

"Keep calling me that and I'm gonna come before I'm even in you." I chuckle.

"I need you in me."

"Soon. I need to make you come first." I swirl my fingers and rub her through her lace panties, the moisture already seeping through to coat my fingers as her hips start to move against my hand. I look down to her tits bouncing with our beat and bow my head again to play with them. I hold a nipple and tweak it with my thumb and finger, then I cover it with my mouth and suck like a dying man who's been in the fucking Sahara, and quite frankly, I feel like I have.

"I'm nearly there, oh God, Brook." Her hips move frantically against me, chasing her release in the sexiest way. The breast I'm not sucking bounces against my face and I swear to God I'm going to lose it.

"Brook, oh, oh." I keep up my licks and suckles relentlessly, my tongue feeling it's way home as it swirls and I suck her to her release. "That's it, right there. OHHHHHH." Her body jerks and spasms as I latch onto her tit. My hand still tapping her sweet clit, her wetness soaking my fingers as she lets go, riding through it like the fucking queen she is, calling out my name in a wild gasp. I enjoy feeling her body shudder and jerk because of me. And I know we will never stop at one. We can't stop at one. This woman can go multiple every time. She slows a little and I release her breast from my mouth, lifting my head to look up at her. I'm sure my beard is creating some friction on her nipples too with it brushing over them. I hope they won't be too sore — I have so much more planned for us. I can't wait for her to feel my face between her thighs.

"I'm not done, baby." I tongue her other nipple, not taking my eyes off her. Her hips still move against my hand. "Again," I say, as I pull with my teeth, watching her mouth for an ‘O' and she goes off like a firecracker. I move to the other nipple and repeat. Back and forth twice more until I beat her little bullet's record, my hand never leaving her sweet center. I lift my head to kiss her, my hand still in her panties as it slides down to her hole and circles.

"Brook, that was amazing."

"You're amazing," I tell her, temporarily moving my hand so I can shrug my shirt off, letting it drop on the floor. Noodle is luckily still snoozing in her bed, oblivious to our shenanigans. "Do you know that?"

She shakes her head as she blinks up at me in the dim light of the room. "I questioned things after Kirk…"

"Don't even." I place my forefinger over her lips. "That asshole's cheating is on him, remember?"

"I know, but it made me wonder. I'm not twenty anymore." She looks down at her body like that's supposed to tell me something.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Brook, I had a baby, things change."

"They didn't change, baby doll. And if they did, I don't care, and I never noticed anyway. I loved every inch of you then, and I do now."

"You haven't even seen all of me yet, and the light in here is dim."

"Is this because of that asshole again?"

"It didn't do much for my confidence," she admits. "And I know, that's on him, not me. But it still makes a girl wonder."

"Wonder what, exactly?"

"If I've still got it."

She has to be crazy if she thinks she doesn't still have it. I know for a fact she keeps fit and looks after herself.

"Well, rest assured you do still got it. You're a hot woman, E. So wonder no more."

"Are you slightly biased because I'm the mother of your child?"

"Our child, and no, I'm not just saying it because of that." I snuggle into her neck and grace the skin there with some more peppered kisses and she giggles.

"Brooke, we're not twenty anymore! Are we really doing this on the couch."

"I was happy to do it in the truck but you wouldn't let me."

She swipes my arm again.

"Hay bales it is then," I joke.

"What I would give."

"You'd still do that?" I noted the sigh in her voice and I'm ecstatic she would even come out with it. It's always been my best fantasy.

"Maybe, but not at your parents' place."

"Oh, come on. Where's your sense of adventure?"

"I think I left it back along the roadside, along with my mind."

"This is a little crazy," I admit. "But I'm loving every second of it. I hope you are too."

"I'll be loving it even more when you get your pants off."

"Yes, ma'am."

I reach for my top button and she helps me unzip, the eager little thing.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I ask her. We did just return from the hospital after all.

"I'm fine, I'll let you know if it gets to be too much on my hip."

"I'll go easy on you, Baby Doll."

"Don't hold back on my account."

She says that but I don't want her to be in worse shape in the morning because we're supposed to be icing up her leg and her hip, not about to have sex on her couch.

The hundred horses running through my veins can't stop it though, the charge is just too much. We've both been pent up for some time by the sounds of it.

I push my pants and boxers down to my thighs and sit back as my cock openly springs free, sticking straight up in a silent notion of thanks. She stares down at it, her eyes-wide with wonder.

"You forgot what he looked like?" I muse.

"Almost. It's been more than a while since I've seen it."

I grab a hold, wrapping my large hand around and pull on it a few times as she watches. Sitting back on my heels, I peel her sweats down her legs, carefully pulling them over her hips, taking her lacy underwear with it too. I reach around as she lifts up slightly so I can unhook her bra.

I glance down and take in her beautiful body as she rests back again. "You're beautiful," I tell her. "You've never looked so stunning."

She bites her lip tentatively, holding her teeth there as I shrug my pants off and sit back to pull them away completely. I reach into the pocket for my wallet, hoping there's a rubber in there. It's not like I checked beforehand.

I can't believe we're here naked like this.

I crawl back over her when I thankfully find one but don't put it on yet and breathe into her neck. That jasmine scent with the hints of vanilla still takes my breath away. It's so fucking familiar that I feel myself getting choked up because it brings back so many memories of us together. As I lower my body again my dick bobs at her entrance, like he's trying to find his own way there, as I dip my head to kiss her. I feel her giggling under me.

"He's trying to get back home, baby doll."

"He knows," she whispers.

I hold the foil packet in my teeth to rip the rubber open and I'm about to sit back again to slide it on.

"Wait!"

I stop in my tracks, thinking she's changed her mind for a second. My heart thuds until she speaks.

"Have you always used one in the times after me?" she asks.

"Always," I say. And it's a promise.

"Well, then. Let's have nothing between us."

"Seriously?"

She nods beneath me.

"Are you on the pill?" I ask.

"Yes, after it failed the first time, I switched to a different one and it still helps my cycles."

"Why do I feel like the luckiest fucker on the planet?" I knead her breasts and start to rock my hips, my dick is just dying to edge his way in. My lips find hers and we kiss like starved teenagers.

Fucking finally.

"Maybe we're both lucky," she whispers.

I reach between us and pull my hips back a little, and she moves her legs carefully apart as I hover at her entrance, holding my begging cock at the base. I'm trying to be mindful not to hurt her left side too much.

"Are you sure about this?" I suck on her neck for a moment, probably not enough to leave a huge mark, but I don't think either of us are concerned if it does. Then my lips trail over her collar bone, working their way down to her tits again because I can't get enough of them.

"I'm very sure, Brookie."

I grin, taking a succulent, ripe nipple in my mouth and nudge the head of my cock into her. I hear her breath exit in a half sigh, half moan, as my big guy sinks right on in and makes himself at home. It's like we've never been apart. I push full tilt as we both cry out simultaneously, she clings to me for dear life, her fingernails digging into my flesh and I know for the first time in years that I'm truly home.

I'm finally fucking home.