Drew was hit with a sudden wave of guilt. She hoped she hadn’t dredged up anything better left buried.
“You don’t have to talk about anything you don’t want to,” Drew insisted. She gave Brooke’s hand a gentle squeeze.
“No, it’s a fair question. I don’t mind. The truth is I grew up thinking I had the perfect family. In fact, everyone told me that I had the perfect family. My parents never argued in front of me, but I could hear them yelling in their bedroom. Then one day my mom just moved out. She packed a bag and was gone by dinner. She stayed in town and was still in my life. But things have never been the same since then. I’ve had a hard time with trust. I’m sure you couldn’t notice that,” Brooke dropped off with a self-deprecating laugh.
“I’ve noticed that you don’t lean towards openness. But now that definitely makes sense. It’s hard when the people in our lives let us down.”
Drew turned Brooke so that she faced her. She used one finger to tilt Brooke’s face up, meeting her eyes. Those big blue eyes were deeper than any ocean. She could get lost in the blue waves of Brooke’s gaze.
“I can’t promise that I won’t let you down. But I can promise to always be here if we need to mend something.”
Brooke surged forward giving Drew the most perfect kiss against her lips. The trees with the Christmas decorations all faded to the background. There was nothing in that moment but Drew and Brooke and that kiss.
Chapter 15
Drew couldn’t even pretend to be neutral about Brooke. Her heart damn near skipped a beat every time she and Brooke locked eyes. Up to this point in her life Drew could have been accused of falling in love too fast. But those other loves had never felt like this. With Brooke she was grounded and safe while also feeling as though she was strapped to a rocket speeding through space. Brooke was a star, and Drew had managed to catch her.
Their date had been wonderful; the lights and decorations had been beautiful. Yet there was nothing more beautiful than the sight of Brooke in her bed. Brooke was wearing the pink pajamas that always brought Drew to her knees. Brooke didn’t even have to try, she was effortlessly sexy.
“The landlord says my floors should be ready on Friday,” Brooke was saying.
Drew had been secretly dreading the day when Brooke’s floors would be fixed.
They had already built such a lovely routine together. Drew knew she would miss sharing her bed with Brooke. She didn’t want to be a Debbie Downer, so Drew put on a smile.
“I think Pearl is going to miss it here when she moves back to your place.”
Brooke shook her head with a laugh.
“Well, I would hope that Pearl would still be allowed to come for visits,” Brooke teased. She scooted to the edge of the bed then threw off her pajama shirt. The sight of Brooke’s bare breasts was still enough to rob Drew of the ability to form thoughts. She shook her head to the side in an attempt to get her bearings.
Drew hopped out of bed and circled around to the edge where Brooke sat ready. Brooke pinned her with her best innocent look. Drew couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Pearl is welcome to come over anytime.”
“That’s good to know. And you’re always welcome to come visit Pearl at my place,” Brooke smiled, she lay back on the bed with her legs spread wide.
“That’s generous of Pearl to allow me to visit.” Drew dropped to her knees at the end of the bed. Her hands traveled up Brooke’s thighs. She made sure to massage her inner thighs as she went. Brooke sighed, obviously pleased with Drew’sprogress. Drew hooked her arms at Brooke’s hips, pulling her to the end of the bed. Brooke laughed, the sound was light and airy.
Drew helped Brooke out of her pajamas. She allowed her shoulders to settle under Brooke’s thighs before rising, pushing Brooke’s legs towards her head. Drew licked Brooke’s entrance, making a slow circle with her tongue. She watched as Brooke fisted the sheets with her hands. Drew smiled wickedly from between Brooke’s thighs and pushed her tongue inside her. Brooke arched her back and moaned.
“Drew,” Brooke whimpered. Drew knew that what the woman wanted was more. She pushed her tongue in further, making circles with it inside Brooke. Drew found the spot that she knew Brooke liked and slid her tongue against it. Brooke bucked her hips so forcefully that Drew had to hold them down with an arm.
Drew continued working Brooke’s core with her tongue. Brooke’s wetness soaked Drew’s face, but she didn’t mind. Drew took a hand and began exploring Brooke’s clit. Brooke let out a sound that was half guttural moan and half scream. For a moment Drew considered what her neighbors might think, then remembered they were all vacationing for the holidays. She pressed her tongue in deeper and flicked it, giving the ceiling of Brooke’s core some extra attention. Now Brooke was fisting the sheets so tightly that Drew could see her knuckles whiten. Drew flicked her tongue against her G spot once, twice, three more times before Brooke’s body erupted into spasms. As she watched Brooke’s body helplessly twitching, she doubled downher efforts on Brooke’s clit. Her fingers made slow purposeful motions against Brooke’s clit. She felt the moment that Brooke’s body tightened for a new orgasm then released into violent spasms again.
Drew was pretty sure she could stay there watching Brooke come undone all night long. Brooke was nothing if not reciprocal, so Drew knew that the woman would have something in mind for her next. She watched as Brooke lay panting on the bed. Beads of sweat rolled down Brooke’s face and Drew leaned in to kiss the woman once on the inner thigh then again on the shoulder. She moved, allowing Brooke full access to her legs again. Brooke straightened her legs and Drew heard one pop.
“Oh no, are you okay?”
“Are you kidding? After that, trust me, I’m more than okay. Sometimes I just creak,” Brooke laughed.
“I didn’t think you were such an old woman,” Drew teased.
“I’ll show you old.” Brooke grabbed Drew bringing her onto the bed beside her. For a moment Brooke snuggled in close to Drew giving her a small kiss on the neck. In the next moment she was pushing herself upwards. Brooke walked to her suitcase and unzipped it. Drew watched from the bed, her curiosity at its peak.
“Why don’t you get undressed?” Brooke suggested.
“What are you going to do?” Drew asked.
