by T J Vertigo
"No!" Wade said loudly, startling Brooke. "I just mean that, well, its all dirty and yicky back there."
"I'll live," Brooke joked. "Really, I have a few things I need to talk to her about and I rather they be in private. Will you watch Fred for me?" Please say yes, before I lose my nerve.
"Uhm..." Jodie gave Wade a look and he just shrugged. "Okay, I'll watch him."
"Well, then... I'll be on my way." Brooke said, trying to convince herself to go.
Jodie and Wade watched wide eyed as Brooke headed for the store room.
"Why did you let her go?" Wade asked.
"Me? You were no help? Now what?"
"We wait. Obviously she has something to say to Cayden." He said, staring at Brooke's ass. "Did you get a load of that?" he pointed.
"Holy ... Cayden is so dead." Jodie shook her head.
* * *
The tall shop keeper sighed happily as she gathered the booties for display. She chuckled, wondering how in hell dogs walk with these things on their feet. She recalled Anna Nicole, Harley's fat throw-rug of a dog, goose stepping in them last winter and snorted out loud. "Where is Harley anyway? You'd think he'd never pass up a party." she wondered.
Cayden reached for the doorknob, shuffling the little plastic packages of boots around in her arms. Pulling the door open, she did a little dance step to keep everything in place. Just as she got everything under control, she looked up and gasped. "No..." she muttered in disbelief. Jodie promised!
Brooke had stopped just outside the door to take a reassuring swig of beer when it suddenly opened. No sooner did she make eye contact with the tall woman did the door slam loudly in her face. Stunned for the moment, she looked over her shoulder to see Jodie and Wade in various degrees of grimace, before she turned her attention back to the closed door. "Of all the...how dare she?" Green eyes narrowed and Brooke marched herself right up to that door.
Cayden was in a panic. "Oh no! Brooke! Why? What did I ever do?" She kicked a box and groaned. "Oh shit! what do I do? She isn't supposed to be here!" Just then the door flew open and presented a very angry looking woman. Cayden swallowed hard.
Brooke attempted to stomp into the room but nearly killed herself tripping over little plastic packages of booties. "What the hell was that all about?" she yelled, slamming the door behind her. "Why did you do that?"
Cayden shrugged. It amazed her how sexy Brooke looked when she was angry. "Why are you here?"
"Why am I here? You invited me, you moron!"
"I what?" Cayden asked in disbelief. "I wouldn't invite you to my party if you were the last woman on earth."
Hurt by the tall woman's words, Brooke's nostrils flared. "Well that's fine! I only came to your stupid party to tell you what you want to hear anyway."
"Well, fine then!" Cayden yelled back, taking a step forward.
Brooke stood there breathing heavily and staring daggers into the tall woman. When Cayden stepped forward, she unconsciously stepped back.
"So? What do you want to say? What do I want to hear, Brooke?"
The blonde stepped back again and met a wall. "This isn't exactly what I had planned." she said angrily.
"Oh, trust me, me neither." Cayden snorted. Her gaze wandered up and down Brooke's form and her mouth went dry. That beer sure looks good about now. "Are you going to stand there and stare at me or what?" she asked.
"No, give me a second, I have something to say to you." Brooke felt stupid, and she wanted to run out of there, but now that she was face to face with Cayden, she would take the abuse just to be close to her. Besides, Cayden didn't scare her any more.
"Why didn't you send your father in here to tell me." Cayden said sarcastically.
"What?'
"You heard me. He's the only family member I haven't met yet." she said, her hands on her hips.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Oh, like you don't know. You're mother isn't very slick you know. Tell her the next time she comes in here to check me out, she should wear sunglasses. Maybe that way I wouldn't notice her eyes."
Brooke was floored. "My mother? Was here?" she squeaked.
"Oh, please." Cayden rolled her eyes. "And if you're not gonna drink that.." She snatched away Brooke's beer.
"Give me that!" Brooke yelled, snatching it back. "That's mine, thank you, get your own.' She stewed. She is so dead! I can't believe she came here! What was she thinking?
Cayden suddenly noticed something she hadn't before and her eye lids dropped halfway. Oh wow... I didn't notice those before... she eyed Brooke's breasts hungrily. I certainly would have noticed those... maybe it was her clothes...
"I can't believe she came here!" Brooke blurted out in frustration. "You have to believe me, I had nothing to do with it!"
"And you had nothing to do with Grant either." Mmm... Look at how the flesh spills over the bra.. I wonder what it feels like... why is she wearing a pull over?
"I'm telling you! I can't believe this! It's a test! I know it's a test!" Brooke grew angry. "God is punishing me for stealing those Tiny Tarts in the third grade..."
There should be buttons involved... open button... like two or three...
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Yeah yeah, it's a test..." Look at how green her eyes are when she's angry. "God is punishing you." They practically glow.
"Cayden!"
"Riley."
Brooke blinked rapidly. "What?"
"Riley. Cayden Riley. When people are that mad, they usually yell your full name." Cayden said matter of factly.
"Are you patronizing me?"
Cayden grinned. She was and she knew it. Why though, she had no idea.
"Here I am trying to make amends with you and this is what I get!" Brooke paused to take a drink. "I swear Cayden Riley you are impossible! I don't know why I bother..."
Suddenly the tall brunette, lost track of the words as blue eyes fell on wet lips. She took an unconscious step forward, her heart beating loudly in her ears.
"... and I had absolutely nothing to do with my mother! Or Grant for that matter..."
Cayden's fingers twitched and she licked her dry lips. The pounding in her ears got louder as the lips got closer.
"... because I dream about you. That's why." Brooke finished her tirade and turned her head.
Cayden snapped out of her haze when she lost sight of those lips and found herself within inches of Brooke. She took a step back and focused. "You dream... about me?" she asked, bewildered.
"Yes. Are you happy?" Brooke seemed very upset and Cayden suddenly wished she had been paying closer attention,. "What kind of dreams, Brooke?"
The blonde blushed darkly and cleared her throat nervously. Why is she standing so god awful close to me.. I can smell her cologne... it's sexy... Brooke's heart started beating rapidly and it wasn't from fear. Oh no... not now... I'm mad at her goddamnit!
Cayden's sex tightened as all sorts of sexually charged images of her and Brooke flashed through her mind. "Those kinds of dreams, Brooke?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.
"Yes." Brooke admitted shyly, yet her body felt as if there was a magnet inside, pulling her towards the tall woman. Why does she keep saying my name like that? It's driving me crazy!
Cayden couldn't help but notice Brooke's sudden heavy breathing, she was staring at her chest at the time. Her hands jerked as if they wanted to reach out and grab the teasing breasts, and Cayden balled her fists at her side.
"I talk in my sleep." Brooke said breathlessly, Cayden's proximity was making her weak. The object of her deepest fantasy was standing so close, she could reach out and touch her.
"What do you say?' Cayden asked quietly, almost afraid to hear. She had no idea what was happening inside of her, she seemed to have lost control of her body. It was humming, and her heart was beating so fast, she could hardly breathe.
"I must have said your name, because that's how Grant..."
She says my name? Oh god... Cayden lost it, sh
e could no longer hear Brooke's voice over the buzzing in her ears. The image of Brooke naked, calling her name in passion jerked her physically and she struggled to shake it loose. When she focused again, it was on Brooke's lips.
".. I didn't mean to get you in trouble with Grant, believe me ... it was embarrassing enough to have been caught..."
The lips were moving, Cayden could hear them calling her name, she blinked and dropped her gaze. There they were, tantalizing orbs of flesh. Her eyes widened and she took a deep breath, forcing her gaze to a safer place. Oh god.. she dreams about me... says my name... does she touch herself? The buzzing grew deafening at that thought.
"....you MUST believe me... I swear...MPH!" Brooke's eyes widened to saucers as Cayden suddenly kissed her. The tall woman's lips were covering her own, half opened, and Brooke could feel the heat emanating from inside Cayden's mouth. Large, strong hands, Cayden's hands, were clutching her tight. One on her face, one holding the back of her head. Her long body, Cayden's unnaturally sexy body, was pressed up against her. She heard a strange, inhuman sound, and wondered which one of them made it. The blood rushed to her head and she felt faint.
Cayden had lost complete control of herself, she didn't know how or why, but she was kissing Brooke, and it felt like heaven. Unable to stop it, her tongue poked out and demanded entry into the blonde's mouth, her soft delicious mouth, that tasted of beer. She knew it would be sweet.
Brooke was positive the deep groan was her own as the soft, wet, tongue pierced through her lips. Oh god, its really happening! She's kissing me! Cayden is kissing me! What do I do? Oh god! Once the object of her erotic dreams entered her mouth, Brooke's body no longer listened to her, it acted on impulse. She threw her arms around Cayden's neck, her fingers wound themselves in soft black hair, and the beer crashed to the floor, forgotten.
* * *
Wade and Jodie had been listening at the door, and were perplexed when the yelling stopped. They stood, staring accusingly at each other, until the crash. Jodie's eyes widened at the sound of glass breaking and she threw open the store room door, fearing the worst. "Good god!" she whispered in shock.
"Holy shit!" Wade said, covering Fred's eyes.
The two women were startled and Cayden, although loathe to give up the kiss, turned her head towards the intrusion. "Do you mind?' she asked breathlessly.
Brooke hid her face in Cayden's neck, mortified at being caught.
"Oh... yeah... sorry." Jodie stuttered and closed the door quietly.
* * *
Cayden took a second to understand what had just happened before disentangling herself from Brooke and stepping away. "Oh shit..." she muttered, "I'm ... I don't know why..." she turned her back on Brooke and leaned her forearms on the wall. She dropped her head between her arms and stared at her feet. "I have no idea where ... Jesus!"
Brooke watched the tall woman back away from her like she had a disease. She blinked a few times in surprise and listened to Cayden apologize. "What just happened?"
"I kissed you damn it." Cayden said angrily, kicking her toe into the wall.
Brooke gave the tall woman the once over and her breath caught when her gaze met Cayden's ass. God... I just have to touch it... just a little touch...
"It's the beer... that's what it is. " Cayden said to herself. "No, I'll tell you what it is..." she turned around and narrowed her eyes. "It's those." she pointed to Brooke's chest. "They made me do it!"
Brooke arched her eyebrows and she'd be damned if she knew why she suddenly stuck out her chest. "My boobs?"
"Yes! That's what happened. One second I was pissed as all hell and the next... there the hell they were... taunting me!"
"Cayden..."
"I have no earthly idea why I kissed you!"
"Oh, yeah, and I beat you away with a stick." Brooke said with a smirk.
"Don't play with me, Brooke."
"Hewitt." Brooke offered, just to be cheeky.
Cayden gaped at her like she was insane. "You think this is funny? I don't go around making out with straight girls! Especially ones who make me crazy!"
"Oh yeah, I think I just proved to you how straight I am." Brooke snorted.
"That was a mistake. That can't happen again. I don't..."
"Cayden, shut up and get over here."
"No. You get away from me. You do things to me, and then I kiss you."
"Cayden Riley, you get over here right now." Brooke insisted, pointing to the floor in front of her, and poking out her chest just a little bit more.
Cayden tried not to look, but she couldn't control herself. Her gaze fell on Brooke's prominent breasts and her mouth watered so much she had to swallow. "Put those away!" She nearly whined.
"I won't bite you, I just want to talk." Brooke urged.
"No." The tall brunette's resisted with her head, but her legs began taking her towards the blonde. NO! Stop it!
"That's right." Brooke said, continuing to point at the ground until Cayden was in front of her.
Cayden was fixated on Brooke's chest again. Her pulse quickened and her hands twitched. She closed her eyes briefly, but the naked image of Brooke calling her name assaulted her. Blue eyes popped open quickly.
"I came here tonight with the sole purpose of telling you the truth, explaining why Grant made the assumptions that he did. It was the hardest thing I ever did. I was afraid you'd laugh at me." Brooke admitted.
Cayden nodded dumbly, trying to figure out exactly where Brooke's nipples were located.
"Cayden," Brooke lifted the brunette's head with her finger. "I'm up here."
Cayden lifted her head and looked up into green eyes. Her stomach clenched, she was too close to Brooke... she could smell her perfume, she could count the freckles on her nose. She swallowed hard and licked her lips.
"All I need to know is if you forgive me."
Those lips...that's what it is... Cayden nodded.
"Good, now, about that kiss.."
"You talk too much." Cayden breathed right before her lips came crashing down on Brooke's again. Without a second thought, her hands immediately fell onto the blonde's ass. Cayden groaned and bent at the knees for better leverage. Brooke lost all semblance of control and wrapped her arms around Cayden's shoulders. The tall woman was still holding her ass as she stood up, and Brooke had no choice but to wrap her legs around Cayden.
Cayden was lost, she pressed her body into Brooke's, pushing the smaller blonde back into the wall. The feel of Brooke's breasts mashing into her own made her whole body shudder and she groaned throatily when the tongue entered her mouth.
Brooke was breathing so heavily from excitement that she feared she'd hyperventilate. She eventually broke the torrid kiss, her hands clutching Cayden's shoulders for dear life. She fought the urge to rock her hips into the tall woman. Instead, she trailed her lips down Cayden's neck, "Mmmm.. you taste so good.." she mumbled, licking a hot trail behind the brunette's ear.
"Oh god..." Cayden strained to hold Brooke's weight. Her sex was throbbing and her body felt hideously warm. She tilted her head back and allowed Brooke more room, jumping slightly as the blonde nipped at her skin.
"I've dreamed about this..." Brooke said breathlessly into Cayden's ear.
"Brooke..." She groaned deeply, Brooke's mouth felt incredible. A dog barked and the tall woman’s eyes shot open. She unwrapped Brooke's legs from her body and wiggled out of the embrace. "No! This has to stop!" she insisted.
Brooke slid to the floor, her legs unable to hold her up.
"No, I will not allow it to go any further. Woman, I don't know what it is you did to me, but it has to stop. My head says no, but my body..."
"Just tell me why?"
"You're straight!"
"Excuse me?" Brooke asked in shock. "What part of my tongue down your throat didn't you understand?"
Cayden dazed over briefly as she recalled that tongue. Then she shook her head. "Just... no. This is sooo not good." She said, walking to the door.
&n
bsp; "Cayden.. don't..."
But Cayden was gone. Brooke sighed. "I didn't even touch her ass."
PART 14
C AYDEN BLEW PAST Jodie and Wade, shouldering her way through the shop. "Of all the stupid..." she grumbled to herself, grabbing a beer on the way out.
Wade took the dog from Jodie, he knew the waitress was going to go after her friend. He looked nervously towards the store room, wanting to go inside, but afraid of what he might find.
* * *
"Cayden! Wait up!" Jodie yelled after her tall, fast moving friend.
"Jo, leave me alone."
The tone of Cayden's voice should have warned her off, but this is Jodie, she simply picked up speed and caught Cayden by the arm as she was about to cross the street. "What the hell happened?" she asked, catching her breath.
"You saw what happened." Cayden said bitterly, pulling her arm back.
"And do you always run out on women in the middle of a tongue dance?"
"Jo... that should never have happened." The tall woman said angrily.
"Why not?" Jodie moved Cayden away from the street, and led her to a wall to lean on. Her tall friend had a few too many and she didn't want her getting hurt.
"Because.... it's Brooke for god's sake!"
"Oh, that makes sense." The waitress said rolling her eyes.
Cayden growled in frustration. "You just don't understand."
"So, explain. Is it that she's hotter than hell? Or maybe it's her incredible tits. Oh, I know, its her absolutely edible ass. That's the big turn off."
"Fuck you, Jo. You just don't know." Cayden snarled, walking away.
"No, apparently I don't, and you're no help at all." Jodie turned to walk away then paused. "You know Cayden, if you don't start changing your ways, you will be that mean old spinster lady with 37 cats."
Cayden kept walking.
"Fuck." Jodie stomped her foot in anger and frustration. "Cayden!" she yelled, "At least take a cab!" But Cayden kept walking. Jodie cursed briefly and turned back towards the store. "What is she so freaking afraid of?"
