Page 27 of Nashville Scars


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“Honest about what?”

“I’ve known since our first date that Robin wasn’t someone that I wanted to date seriously.”

“If you didn’t see wanting something serious with her, then why keep going?”

“It’s nice not to be alone. To know that you’re going to get dressed up and go on a nice date once a week. Have some light conversation and a good time.”

“Is that what I am to you?” Brooke asked. There was a new rasp in her voice.

“No,” Drew answered, breathless.

“So, you see me as someone you can be serious with?”

“I do.”

Brooke laid her plate down on the coffee table. She leaned in and gave Drew a kiss on the neck. The feel of Brooke’s warm air heating her ear sent shivers up Drew’s spine. A pulsing heat formed deep inside Drew’s core. Her body was a spring wound so tightly that she felt she might undo at the slightest touch.

“Should we slow down?” Drew asked. She could hear the strain in her own voice.

“Why? Do you want to slow down?”

“I’m just. Should we wait until you’re not living here to get physical?”

“We can wait as long as you want. Personally, I’d prefer to take you to bed tonight,” Brooke answered playfully. Drew felt the spring of her body snap. If Brooke wanted to be taken to bed then Drew was more than happy to oblige her.

Chapter 13

The sound of Brooke’s heartbeat was so loud in her own ears that she couldn’t believe that Drew didn’t hear it. Every time before it had been Brooke that had been hesitant. Tonight, she didn’t have any willpower left in her. Tonight, Brooke’s typical self-restraint had gone on vacation. She was being pulled in by the feel of Drew’s hands all over her body. Pleasure tingled up her body, ending in the curling of her toes.

Drew stood abruptly, causing worry to slam like a door in Brooke’s face. But Drew only smiled and offered Brooke her hand. When Brooke took it, Drew helped her to her feet. Drew pulled her shirt off and discarded it on the couch. Brooke followed suit, removing her pajama top. Her nipples immediately responded to the cold air of Drew’s apartment. Drew took notice and smiled, she palmed one of Brooke’s nipples causing it to harden further.

They kissed their way down the hallway to Drew’s room. As soon as they crossed the threshold Drew slid her fingers into the waistband of Brooke’s pajama pants and slid them down. Drew eyed her with obvious desire. Brooke had never felt more exposed. Drew seemed to sense her sudden hesitancy becauseshe slowed her kisses until they were gentle pecks against her skin.

Drew helped her lay back onto the bed. Drew’s hands caressed and explored her body with a tenderness like Brooke had never felt from a lover before. Brooke gasped as Drew’s hand slid inside her underwear, slowly helping Brooke slide them off. Brooke was beyond ready for there to be nothing between herself and Drew’s hands.

Drew paused glancing down at Brooke’s core. Brooke couldn’t help but chuckle at the woman’s obvious surprise. The simple bar that went through Brooke’s clit had been the best piercing Brooke had ever gotten.

“Why, Brooke, a clit piercing? I would have never thought you were that kind of girl,” Drew smirked.

“And what kind of girl would you have thought I was?” Brooke asked with a chuckle.

“I don’t know. A little more tight-laced.”

“Then I guess you have a lot left to learn about me,” Brooke winked at Drew.

She bracketed Drew’s hips with the palms of her hands then pushed her back to the bed. Brooke helped Drew out of the rest of her clothing before mounting her. Their hips pressed together, the fit of them was perfect. Brooke began rocking back and forth. The friction against her clit ring was delicious.Brooke’s body wanted to be released immediately and she had to fight with herself to resist for a little while longer. Drew was allowing her hands to travel up Brooke’s torso. She finally stopped her ascent at Brooke’s breasts, cupping them.

The street-light shone through the bedroom window. It gave Drew a hazy golden look. Brooke’s breath caught in her throat as she increased her speed. Her orgasm overtook her quickly causing her body to jolt forward. Drew rose up to meet her, giving Brooke a kiss on the lips. Drew allowed two fingers to slide inside of Brooke, seemingly not ready to let Brooke off the hook yet.

Brooke moaned intensely as Drew fucked her with her fingers. When Drew slid her fingers in again this time fluttering them inside Brooke, she felt her walls quake. A shudder ran through Brooke as her core tightened around Drew’s fingers then finally released. This time Brooke was practically a panting mess on top of Drew. The woman had the nerve to smirk at her, seemingly unaffected by the entire moment.

Drew remaining unaffected was something Brooke just couldn’t allow. Her pride simply wouldn’t allow it. Brooke slid her hands up Drew’s inner thighs and parted them. Drew peered at her with those perfectly warm whiskey-colored eyes. She was interested now, it would seem. Brooke kissed her way up Drew’s inner thighs. She smiled to herself when Drew tensed and groaned.

Drew arched her back into the bed as Brooke’s tongue found her core. Brooke teased the area giving Drew small kisses and licks everywhere except where the woman would want them. She finally allowed her tongue to make contact with Drew’s clit. She savored the sound of Drew’s unbridled moaning at the sweep of her tongue against her clit. Drew might be about to come undone faster than she realized.

Brooke fit her lips around Drew’s clit and gave it a long suck. Drew’s moan took on a more urgent note. Drew thrust her hips desperate to have more contact with Brooke’s lips. For her part Brooke remained slow and methodical. She traced imaginary lines along Drew’s clit until it was clear the woman couldn’t take much more teasing.

Brooke sped her pace, allowing her tongue to sweep quickly across Drew’s clit. As she watched Drew’s face awash with pleasure she pressed two fingers inside her. The introduction of the fingers caused Drew to buck wildly. Brooke curled her fingers as she thrust them inside of Drew. She saw the moment of Drew’s release. Pleasure was written across Drew’s face as her orgasm slammed into her. Drew sighed and sank into the bed, Brooke curling up next to her.