I'd Rather Be With You Part 4/?
Title: I'd Rather Be With You
Part: 4/?
Pairing: David/Brooke
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Brooke doesn't say no. :)
“You’re so sexy,” David groaned heatedly against Brooke’s neck as he dove a finger into her, causing a surprised squeak to fall from her lips. “So beautiful,” he continued as he moved those deliciously full lips down her neck, along her collarbone and then finally resting on one nipple. He flicked his tongue skillfully around the hardened nub and then sucked on it religiously as if it were the only thing he had ever wanted.
Brooke took extreme pleasure in how good he was at what he was doing. So good that it made her think of all the times he must have practiced on other women which gave her a small pang. But Brooke knew that’s not what that night was about. It was about experiencing a release that was a long time in coming. There were no feelings here…no silly emotions to get in the way of the good time. Tonight was going to be her first one-night stand and she couldn’t think of a better partner than David Cook. He was the sweetest and sexiest man she knew and one of her best friends. What could be better than having sex without attachments with a man like that?
He continued his voracious and simultaneous assault on her nipples and her sex. He had worked his way up to three furious fingers diving into her over and over again. The sounds emanating from her mouth were exquisite and even in his intoxicated mind David knew just how much she wanted him. Although he had never been with Brooke before, he knew what a woman sounded like when her orgasm was almost upon her.
Ragged, shallow breaths followed by pants and begging for him not to stop…he loved those sounds and those were the ones Brooke was making right at that moment. But he wasn’t ready for her to come just yet.
With an unsatisfied whine Brooke watched as David pulled his fingers from inside her and promptly placed them in his mouth, tasting her. The pang of lust that shot through her as she watched him lick his fingers was something she had never felt before. She felt like a ravenous animal that was being eluded by its prey. She wanted him so badly that her mind swirled with excited thoughts of what he had planned for her because as she watched him continue to tease her she knew that he was definitely a man with a plan. Before she could even think of what that erotic plan could be David moved onto his knees in between her legs, placing slight, soft kisses across her thighs.
“God….” She moaned breathlessly, anticipating where those luscious lips would travel next. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they promptly found themselves entangled in his hair again. She wasn’t pushing him, but she wanted to guide him where she prayed he would go and she wasn’t disappointed. As if on cue his mouth attached itself to her trembling clit, sucking and kissing it deliriously. Brooke’s head tore backwards into the pillow as the waves of pleasure shot through her body like dynamite, threatening to explode her in two.
His tongue, rough and talented, made quick and deliberate swipes at her aching sex. He smirked at the power he had over the woman in front of him. She was beautiful and delicious and was practically begging for his cock to be inside of her. If he waited much longer he wasn’t sure he would even last long enough to give her what she was pleading for.
With another frustrated whine Brooke felt herself being shifted again as David situated them so she was straddling him again, his cock wonderfully close to her thoroughly wet opening. However as she grasped his fully erect and throbbing length in her hand she couldn’t help but release a sigh of contentment.
“All of this and I barely even touched you,” she purred as she began to move her hand along his cock. “I’m impressed.”
Surprising her with his force, he leaned up to capture her lips purposefully in his own. He held the back of her neck roughly and mingled his tongue swiftly with her own. “You should be,” he spoke hoarsely against her lips, his own breath lost in their forceful kiss. “Just wait until I fuck you.”
Normally those words would cause Brooke to protest, but tonight his cursing only served to turn her on even more. The deep, husky tone of his voice was erotic and it made her completely and utterly ready to have him inside of her.
“Why wait?” she suggested with a sultry smile, causing him to harden further in her grasp. He kissed her fiercely and moved to get ready to finally be inside of her, but he was met with a forceful tug of his arm.
“Protection?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. Of course she didn’t have anything so she prayed to God above that he had something. As much as she wanted this, she wasn’t going to do it without some kind of barrier between her and the presumably many other women he had been with.
Frantically his thoughts raced, hoping that he could magically pull a condom out of thin air because he knew he didn’t have one in his wallet. He’d taken the one he had out the day Kim broke up with him. It was symbolic since he and Kim had never actually needed to use one. In their 7 months of dating they never had sex. That’s another reason why being with Brooke that night was so very important.
“Aha!” He rejoiced when he remembered an earlier conversation with Neal. His friend, being ever the smart-ass he was, had slipped the thin, silver wrapper into his hand and joked “Just in case you get lucky tonight.”
When he gave him that little symbol of everything he hadn’t had in so long Neal hadn’t actually expected him to use it and certainly not with Brooke.
David could have laughed at how Neal’s joke had turned into the answer to his prayers, but the suddenly very demanding woman sitting atop him was waiting impatiently for that answer.
“My pocket,” he managed to utter as she continued to stroke him while she waited for an answer. Immediately, she leaned over and greedily grabbed for his pants. Swiftly she pulled them up onto the be and fished desperately in his pockets until she found the package and pulled it out.
With a quizzical grin she held the condom in front of his face with a raised eyebrow. “Put it on,” he begged, not sure how much longer he could wait to be with her.
“I…I don’t know how,” she muttered, chuckling nervously.
With a grin caused by her complete and utter cuteness, he gently took the package from her hand. He ripped it open with his teeth. “Like this,” he illustrated rolling the latex around his aching length. He enjoyed watching her watch him. The lust illustrated in her eyes was pushing any thoughts of cuteness from his brain and replacing it with heady arousal.
This time when he moved to sit against her headboard with her still straddling him, she didn’t whine. She knew exactly what his plan was and she knew how good it would be. When his back was pushed firmly against the sturdy wood behind him he clutched her waist with both hands, lifting her up slightly only to bring her crashing back down on him. With one quick movement he was finally inside of her, filling her up and making her pant with her finally fulfilled desire.
Their hips moved perfectly in time with each other as if they had done this many times before. Their movements were fluid and became more pleasurable with every thrust. If Brooke didn’t know better she would think he could read her mind….it was as if he knew exactly what she liked. His thrusts were quick and long and touching just the right spots within her along the way. His hands gripped her waist, guiding her movements and keeping her close. His lips were plastered to her neck, sucking at her pulse.
Maybe it was the fact that she hadn’t been with a man in oh so long or maybe it was just a testimony to how incredible he was, but she was oh so close to tumbling over the precipice of her release. It hadn't ever happened this quickly for her before. Her orgasms had always been the kind that simmered slowly. While married she often only came after her husband and then that wasn’t very often. It just reminded her how maybe he hadn’t been the right man for her and what an amazing lover David was.
“Please…faster,” she begged through swollen lips as he obliged her request and arched into her with an accelerated pace. It had been so long and even in his drunken state and after many lonely months, he seemed to remember exactly how to do this.
Brooke usually closed her eyes when she made love; it was a habit that she wasn’t sure she could break. However, even in the dimly lit room where the only light came from the moonlight shining through the window, she couldn’t seem to close her eyes. She was afraid of missing some glint in his eyes or some hint of a smile on his perfect mouth. Even before her orgasm overcame her she knew she would remember this night. That’s why she couldn’t close her eyes and risk missing one moment of this exhilarating and unforgettable ride.