by R. S Burnett
“Tucker I want her back! I don’t have any fun anymore” she pouts at Matt “Make him give me my friend back” she demands pointing at Tucker as if she wants Matt to put a hit out on him or something.
“Baby we have fun” Matt says offended.
“No we don’t, Brooke you’re staying with me tonight”
“Can’t sorry Soph, we had next to no sleep last night. Early night for us tonight” Tucker winks at pulling me closer and kissing my forehead.
* * *
When I get out of the shower Tucker is sat on my bed.
“Hey, you’re early” I throw my hair towel on the sofa and take my place next to him on the bed.
“I’m not, you just can’t tell the time” He teases “what do you want to do?”
“Umm watch a DVD?” I call over my shoulder and head back into the bathroom to change into my robe.
“Uhh .. Brooke, what’s this?” Tucker calls out, he sounds nervous and I freeze when I hear moaning.
“Shit, not that DVD player!” I call running back into the room and standing front of the TV.
“What is it… wait .. is that yours?” he asks watching me closely and walking towards me.
“Umm … no?” I ask and can feel myself turning red and unintentionally noticing that he has stripped down to his boxers.
“It is yours isn’t it” he’s grinning now enjoying my discomfort.
“Can we not talk about this?” I beg
“Can we watch it?” he counters
“How about you borrow it and watch it in your own room?” I ask glaring at him.
The sounds from the movie distract him and I take advantage of it to grab to DVD out of the player.
“Brooke ... I was watching that” he pouts at me
“Tough” I grin at him and hold the DVD above my head out of reach.
“You do realise your shorter than me” he notes dryly.
“Shit” I mutter to myself but cry out when he flings me over his shoulder and drops me on to the bed landing on top of me. “Can you not throw me around like a rag doll please?” I ask but it falls on deaf ears.
“What is it about lesbians that turn you on exactly?” Tucker asks quietly untying my robe.
“I like watching their mouths, lesbian porn has more mouth action than regular porn” I tell him completely distracted by his fingers trailing softly all over my body.
“Hmmm” he mumbles and then runs his tongue along the inside of my wrist, I moan and he sends me a knowing look.
“You cannot be serious” he says as if to himself and then does it again chucking at my moan. “This could get interesting” he smirks at me and then settles himself on the bed getting comfortable, I watch amazed as he runs his lips and tongue over every inch of my body.
When his lips finally close on my swollen clit it becomes to much to watch, I’m withering on the bed moaning and twisting the blankets in my hands, his tongue dips inside me and then circles my clit softly.
“More, I need more” I manage to get out between moans.
“I know baby it’s coming” he says holding my legs still and sucking a bit harder.
“No, I mean I need more” I can hear the demand in my voice and he does too because he stops and looks up at me.
“Now?” he asks checking my expression.
I nod up at him “Now” I whisper.
“Brooke” he runs his hands through his hair and then looks back at me his eyes travelling up my body until they stop at my eyes “I don’t have…”
“Top drawer” I cut him off pointing to my chest of drawers next to the bed and I’m secretly pleased that he doesn’t carry around condoms as if he expects it to happen.
“You’re sure?” he checks
“Positive” I answer watching him slide the condom on and settle above me.
The kiss takes me by surprise, not because I wasn’t expecting it but because it has a whole new sensuality to it than any other kiss I have ever had, I shiver as he runs his hand lightly down my body just skimming the skin and settles between my legs to cup me, we both groan as one of his fingers slides easily into me
“God, you’re so ready” he whispers pulling away from the kiss, I turn my head to the side and close my eyes when he positions his head at my entrance but he freezes “Brooke, look at me, I need to know you want this”
I lift my chin and look him directly in the eyes trying to convey all the trust that I have in him, it must work because he slowly slides into me, just when I’m thinking this isn’t so bad, he thrusts all the way in, I bite my lip to stop from crying out but he distracts me with a deep kiss. When he pulls away I’m overtaken by the sensation of him moving inside me, I watch amazed at the expression on his face. Blue eyes blazing half closed, eye brows slightly pulled in, his mouth half open forming an ‘oh’ and when he runs his tongue across his lower lip something inside me tightens and he groans throwing his head on the pillow next to my face.
Now I’m adapted to his rhythm I wrap my legs around his back and bring my hips up to meet him thrust for thrust. I can feel my orgasm moving inside me and the feeling intensifies as Tucker shifts slightly, his lips close around my neck and he sucks softly. I instinctively tense around him and start to shake as the orgasm builds higher, he pulls his head up but I push his mouth back onto my neck, obeying my silent request he sucks my neck again I moan and tense but when he nibbles softly then runs his tongue along the patch of skin just below my ear I can’t hold back any longer. He follows a few seconds later and I feel his whole body stiffen as he finds his own release.
“Fuck…” Tucker groans collapsing on the bed next to me.
“Was that a good fuck or a bad fuck” I ask but then wince when I realise what I’ve just said, he just snorts “You know what I mean” I nudge him with my elbow.
“How are you feeling?” He asks leaning up onto one elbow and looking at me intently.
“Truthfully? Like I’m glad I waited” I tell him honestly and watch as the most breathtaking smile breaks out on his face.
“Me too”
We spend the rest of the afternoon in bed until Tucker gets called away to help Matt with something. A few hours later my phone rings. When I see Phin’s name light up the screen I grab my jacket and head out, calling Tucker on my way.
Chapter Seventeen
The first thing I notice when I walk into the café is silence the second thing is that all eyes are on me once again. Tucker stands and walks to the centre of the room clapping as I make my way to him; I look around confused by the atmosphere.
“Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in” He says loud enough for everyone to hear when I’m a few steps in front of him.
“What’s going on Tuck?” I ask giggling nervously.
“You tell me”
“Umm…”
“Why don’t you start with where you stayed last night?” he snaps at me making me flinch.
“A hotel” I whisper still confused by the anger in his eyes.
“A hotel?” he shouts and laughs once. I shift uncomfortable and from the corner of my eye I can see that slowly all the students have gathered around us and now we are stood in the middle of a crowd. It’s deathly silent as everyone watches us.
“Who with?” he demands.
I open my mouth to reply but my phone beeps and cuts me off. I look down at the phone in my hand but Tucker leans forward and snatches it out of my hand.
“Let’s have a look shall we?” he says mindlessly as he looks at the screen. “Phin” he calls out to everyone.
“Tucker …” Sophie says softly from behind us.
“Not now Soph” he snaps back at her. “Did you stay with Phin last night?” he demands snarling his name at me. I’m only able to nod even though he’s not looking at me he’s reading the text. “Thanks for last night; I’m sorry about what I said this morning, please come back. You mean too much to me. I don’t want to loose you” he reads aloud making everyone gasp. “Did you sleep wit
h him?” he shouts at me.
I don’t know why I don’t even try to defend myself, I open my mouth but no words come out. “Actually don’t even bother to answer that, I’m not even all that surprised. I should have known from the beginning. Play the abused quiet girl and go around unnoticed then all of a sudden you start hanging around with me, making me care for you and then what, what is this? Some sort of twisted lesson you are attempting to teach me? Getting me back for all the girls that I slept with and never bothered with again? Is that it?” He shouts at me making me take a step back until I bump into someone who just pushes me forward again.
“No” I whisper shaking my head at him wiping away an escaped tear.
“Or was I just a practice run? That must be it. Try me out so that you know what your doing when you go back to you’re boyfriend who you mean so much to that he doesn’t want to loose you?” he all but screams this at me.
“Enough” I scream finally finding my voice and fed up with everything. “You don’t know what you’re talking about! Do you even know who Phin is? He’s my nine year old step brother. He phoned me last night when his dad hit him. You know the same man who abused me for eight years? The same man who tried killing me until you stopped him. Well he was pretty shaken up and scared so I picked him up and took him to a hotel knowing that if I brought him back here they would have come here looking for him. I tried calling you but it went straight to answer phone so I left a message on Matt’s phone telling him where I was and to give you our room number if you were looking for me. That message you just read out to half the school no less, was because this morning we argued over whether or not he should go back there and I walked out of the room on him. What I can’t understand is why, after everything that you don’t trust me?”
“Do you want to know why I did it?” He asks smiling at me but with no hint of the amusement or kindness that I am used to from him. “Because I had never been with a virgin before, you were just something to cross off a list.”
His words act as a physical blow and I stumble back a step I can feel the color draining from my face as a pain starts in my chest. “Want to know why I did it?” I ask staring him straight in the eye.
“Because you’re a whore?” he asks holding his hands out around him, his words that I had heard so many times from my step dad turn that fire in my chest into a full blown explosion.
“No” I shake my head at him “Because I fucking loved you!” I whisper to him tuning to push my way through the crowd as the tears fall from my eyes and I struggle to breathe through the pain that I’m sure is my heart breaking.
Once I have cleared the crowd I come face to face with a smirking Beth, I stop in front of her and pay no attention to the students that have turned towards us from watching my escape.
When I look at her I meet her eyes head on. “Oh and throwing my past in my face to piss me off?” I ask and her smirk gets a bit smug.
I nod once at her “It worked” and then with a strength behind me I didn’t even know I had I punch her in the face making her stumble back and land on the floor cupping her now bleeding nose. “Don’t ever slap me again.” I call over my shoulder and walk out the doors.
I almost fall when my jacket is grabbed from behind mid step. I whip around and look up into Sophie’s apologetic eyes.
“Wait Brooke” She says trying to catch her breath.
“Don’t Soph, I’m done. It’s over” I shake my head at her and run to my room for the last time hoping I never see him ever again.
Chapter Eighteen
Two years later…
I try to make a run for it when the taxi pulls up outside the club but Andrew just throws me over his shoulders making me shriek and giggle at the same time.
“Put me down!” I yell laughing.
“Not until you follow through on the bet!” he shouts back at me, I lift my head to glare at Jess and Mel who are laughing hysterically at us.
I’m still kicking and screaming when he opens the door to the club and everyone cheers as we make our way through the club to the bar. I kick and call for help but everyone just laughs and cheers when Andrew slaps my backside.
“Hey!” I shout at him making him laugh even more.
He stops and turns so I’m facing the bar, Lucy is stood there laughing at me “What happened this time?” She asks not phased by our bickering and struggles.
“Lost a bet” I pout at her with pleading eyes making her laugh harder. “I lost my top and he has to do a body shot off me” I groan and watch as she clears a space for me on the bar.
The cheers around us get louder as Andrew lays me down on the bar and Lucy gets the shot ready. I try to stay still and ignore all the whistles and shouts around me, pouting pathetically to the ceiling.
I look down and watch as the salt is sprinkled from the hem of my shorts around my belly button and up to the bottom of my bikini top, Lucy tries her best to stop the shot from spilling out of the glass as she places it in between my breasts and then, lastly puts the lime in my mouth while I try my best to glare at her.
Chants of “Do it. Do it!” go up around us as I watch Andrew try to contain his laughter long enough to well … do it.
Deliberately slowly he licks the salt from my skin and grins up at me as his wraps his lips around the shot glass, lifts his head and takes the shot, returning it to it’s place in my bikini top he winks at me and then bends down to suck the lime while I still hold it in my mouth. Once he pulls back the crowd roars with cheers and applause. I shake my head at them all, remove the shot glass and lime then jump down from the bar and start taking orders for drinks.
“Increasing business as always” Will smirks at me as he walks past and eyes my lack of clothing.
“I will not loose another bet” I promise myself out loud. He just chuckles and heads into the office just as I catch a hopeful “I sure hope you do”
“Tell me again why you aren’t sleeping with him” Lucy asks wistfully me running her gaze over Andrew who is talking to a pretty blonde girl on the other side of the bar. I can’t deny that Andrew is one of the best looking men I have ever seen, with his blonde hair and green eyes he is classically good looking, he’s tall and his body is well taken care of. He also charming, too charming.
“Because that man charms his way through beds like we pour drinks” I answer the same way I always do, making her roll her eyes.
“Bet it’s worth it though” she sighs happily.
“I’m not taking anymore bets” I snap at her much to her amusement.
“You will, you will by the end of the night” she argues back.
“I know” I mutter “I can’t help it, he’s just so arrogant, and I can’t help but at least try to prove him wrong sometimes”
“What bet did you loose this time by the way?” she asks cocking her head to the side.
“First of all he bet me that I wouldn’t be able to not make a sarcastic comment for a full ten minutes”
“Pffft why the hell would you take that bet?”
“I was doing fine for a whole eight minutes and then he told me sex with him could be fun”
“To which you replied …” she prompts smirking making me grimaces.
“That I’m sure the sex is fun by the trip to health clinic the morning after isn’t so much” I mutter as she bursts out laughing. “Then he bet me that I couldn’t go to the bar and get a round of drinks without getting hit on by at least three people”
“And I take it you did?” she laughs at my expression.
“Two guys and one girl” I admit “I bet it was a set up!” I say a bit too loudly making a few people near us turn and look.
“Well just don’t bet anymore clothing tonight” she smirks at me and then moves away to serve a few people.
“Hey, I got another bet” Andrew shouts over the music to me after about an hour of serving men who just stare at my chest the whole time, I shake my head at him.
“Forget it, I’m not taking anymore bet
s, I’m giving them up” I shout back.
“Aww come on Brooke, one more won’t hurt” Mel calls to me laughing. I shake my head at her. “I suppose you’re right, it’s pointless, he always wins anyway” she relents giving up.
“That’s right, it’s because I’m amazing, awesome and the best at everything” Andrew winks at me.
“Fine” I grit my teeth at him, determined to prove him wrong on at least one thing by the end of the night.
“You’ll never learn” Lucy laughs as she comes over to us.
“Make it good” Jess shouts between barks of laughter.
“What’s going on now?” Will asks walking over to us looking excited at the sight of us all huddled together over the bar.
“Brooke just took another bet” Lucy tells him amused.
“What’s the bet?” He asks rubbing his hands together.
“I don’t know yet but I’m not going to loose” I snap at him making everyone howl with laughter again.
“Hmmm got a jar or a box over there?” Andrew asks him with a smirk.
“Uh ... yeah, hold on” We all watch as Will walks into the office, when he comes back he’s holding a flat square box about ten inches in diameter and three deep.
“OKAY you have to dance on the bar to a song of my choice.”
“What’s the bet?” I ask leaning my elbows on the bar.
“I bet that you can’t pull in five hundred from drinks in twenty minutes, time starting from when you get up there”
I start to protest but Will cuts me off. “That’s a damn good bet”
“What happens either way?” I ask warily.
“If you win, you can pick anything you want and I’ll make sure you get it, if you loose then you have to dance on the bar at least twice a week for a month”
“A fucking damn good bet” Will claps his hands together deciding for me that I am taking the bet.
