by J. L. Perry
As I helped her out of her dress after arriving back home, I instantly went hard when I noticed the black lace bra and a matching G-string she had on underneath. Brooke told me she needed to wash off her makeup before bed so I stood there and watched her walk away. Her body was amazing. My god, her arse. I just wanted to bite it.
As I waited for her to come out of the bathroom, I quickly stripped off all of my clothes and got into bed. When she finally came out, I watched her walk across the room. She had no idea how fucking sexy she was. As she neared the bed, she reached around to take her bra off. I pulled back the covers. “Don’t take it off just yet. That’s my job,” I said with a smile.
She climbed in next to me, and I knew that this was going to be a perfect end to a perfect night.
Brooke
Last night was absolutely perfect, and I was still smiling when I woke in the morning. I kissed Logan and thanked him again before we got out of bed. As I got dressed in my running gear, he jumped in the shower. I was going to sit with him while he ate breakfast, then I was going for my run.
As he was eating his breakfast, I reminded him that I had to go to the dance studio today and again on Friday. Friday was the full dress rehearsal and final run-through of the entire concert, so I let him know I would be home late. The concert was on Saturday night, and I was really looking forward to it. My girls had worked so hard, and it was their time to shine in front of their family and friends.
Logan asked me what time I needed to leave today because he wanted to tell Chris to come back and get me. I explained that Ellen was expecting me sometime before midday.
Once I was back from my run, I took a shower and changed into my dance gear before going downstairs to have some breakfast. Ellen didn’t need me at the studio for a few more hours, but I decided I was going to go early. Concert time was always stressful with costumes, fittings, and last minute changes. She had been good to me while I had been working for her, and I wanted to help her out.
While I was waiting for Jill to cook my breakfast, I texted Logan.
Hi, hot stuff. I have decided to go into the studio early to give Ellen a hand. Would it be possible for Chris to pick me up in ½ hour? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.
Sure, baby. I will send him over now. Have a great day and I will see you tonight. P.S. I’m hoping to redeem all those kisses when I get home. ;)
I was glad I decided to go into the studio early because, when I got there, Ellen was frantic. She was so stressed that she was close to tears. After I hugged her and calmed her down, I told her I was here to do whatever she needed. She threw her arms around me and said I was a life saver.
By the time I left late that afternoon, there was still so much to do. I told her I would come back again tomorrow. She said that she didn’t expect me to, but I assured her that I wanted to. Her smile was enough to let me know she was grateful.
When I left the studio, it was around the time Logan would be finishing work, and Chris was probably already at his office waiting for him so I decided to catch the bus back to the penthouse.
Logan wasn’t home when I arrived so I went to the bedroom to put my dancing bag away. After that, I sat in at the breakfast bar and talked to Jill while she cooked dinner. About thirty minutes later, Logan came rushing out of the elevator, a panicked look on his face.
Logan
When Chris picked me up after work, I asked him if he had picked Brooke up from the studio yet. He told me he hadn’t, so I told him to head over to there. We could wait for her to finish.
We pulled up at the studio and I ran inside to let Brooke know we were here. I walked up to Ellen with a smile. “Hi, Ellen. Where’s Brooke?”
“She left over an hour ago, Logan.” I immediately pulled out my phone and called her, but there was no answer. My heart started to race. It brought back all those horrible feelings I had the night Jake kidnapped her.
“Did she seem okay when she left?”
“She seemed fine,” Ellen said, a bit of concern in her voice.
I quickly made my way back to the limousine.
I tried calling her three more times on the way home, but there was still no answer. Chris pulled up outside the penthouse and I quickly made my way inside. After running out of the elevator, I was overcome with relief when I saw her sitting at the breakfast bar talking with Jill.
I walked straight over to her and pulled her into my arms. “Thank god, baby,” I breathed. “I was so worried about you.”
She looked at me with a confused look on her face. “Why would you be worried about me?”
“Chris and I went to the studio to pick you up after work. When Ellen told me you had already left, I panicked.”
Brooke laughed. “It was late when I left the studio and I presumed Chris would be waiting for you so I just caught the bus,” she said through her laughter. I was practically having a fucking heart attack, and she thought it was funny.
“I don’t think it’s very funny, Brooke. I was worried about you,” I snapped. She just laughed harder.
She put her arms around me as she tried to control her laughter. “I am sorry, hot stuff. I should have called you,” she giggled.
“It’s not fucking funny, Brooke. Why didn’t you answer your phone?” I said, angrily.
“Calm down, Logan. My phone’s upstairs in my dance bag.”
It didn’t help because I was still angry with her, and there was nothing humorous about this situation. I removed my hands from her waist, and ran them through my hair because I needed to calm the fuck down. When I looked down at her and saw her still smirking, I walked away before I said something I would regret.
“Don’t be angry at me, babe. I am sorry I laughed at you,” she said as she followed me towards my office. Once she caught up to me, she snaked her hands around my waist. As soon as she looked at me with those big brown puppy dog eyes, I knew it was impossible to stay mad at her.
“Please, babe,” I pleaded, “next time you do something like this, can you at least call or text me so I won’t worry about you?” Brooke crossed her heart, but she was trying hard not to smile. I couldn’t believe she still found this amusing.
“That’s it,” I snapped. “I am buying you a fucking car tomorrow!” The smile disappeared off her face.
“You are not!” she screamed. “Don’t you dare buy me a car!” Now I was smiling and she was the one getting angry.
“Why can’t I buy you a car?” I teased.
“Because if you do, I’m going to be pissed and will refuse to drive it.” Now I was laughing so she let go of me and turned to walk away. I quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She was so adorable when she was angry.
“Truce,” I said. “I promise I won’t buy you a car, if you promise me you will call me if you are catching the bus home next time.” Before she had a chance to answer me, I put my lips on hers. When she kissed me back, I knew all was forgiven.
I asked Jill how long dinner would be. She said it wouldn’t be ready for at least another thirty minutes so I put my hand in Brooke’s and led her up to the bedroom.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“Well, we just had a fight so we need to have makeup sex.”
****
On our way back downstairs to dinner, Brooke said, “Wow. We should fight more often.” I laughed and slapped her on the arse. I hated fighting with her, even if it only lasted a minute, but I must admit that I did enjoy the makeup sex.
After we ate, we took a bath, then lay in bed in each other’s arms talking until we fell asleep.
****
The next few days flew by. Things had been really busy at work, and Brooke had been at the studio every day helping Ellen prepare for their concert. When I arrived home Friday night, Brooke wasn’t home yet so I showered and changed, then went down to the basement to get my car. I drove to the studio to pick her up because there was no way she was going to catch a bus this time of night.
Once we arrived back at the penthouse, Jill
served us dinner. Brooke was exhausted. You could see it all over her face. I hated seeing her overdo it like this, but it was her passion and she loved it. She had already warned me about how chaotic it got around concert time. After she ate, she showered and went straight to bed.
Brooke was up early Saturday morning and told me she needed to go to the studio for a final run though with her students. She still looked tired and it worried me. Between packing up her house and putting in long hours at the studio, she’d been working hard the last few days. Tomorrow I was going to keep her in bed with me all day, whether she liked it or not.
After we had breakfast, I told her I would drop her off at the studio. On the drive, she said, “Remember, I’ll be finished around 4:00. I’ll only be coming home to change and eat because we have to be back at the auditorium by 6:00.”
When we pulled up outside the studio, I kissed her goodbye. “Please don’t overdo it today,” I said. Of course, she rolled her eyes at me. It made me smile because I loved her attitude. I pulled her to me for one more kiss. “Call me when you’re ready to come home.” I sat there watching her until she went inside, then I headed back home.
The place felt empty without her so I went into my office to go over a few contracts. Fuck, I missed her and felt lost without her. The day seemed to drag on. She called me around 3:00 p.m. and told me she would be ready to leave in about a half-hour. I grabbed my keys and headed down to the basement because I was going over there now.
When I arrived, it upset me to see that she looked even more exhausted then yesterday. I looked around. The place was like a madhouse. There were people running around everywhere. When she was ready to leave, we headed home. She only had two hours to shower, eat, and rest before we needed to leave.
Brooke
It had been such a long day. If my adrenaline wasn’t pumping so much, I think I would just collapse in a heap. Concert day was always hectic, but also exciting. This is what we worked towards all year. I didn’t even have time to miss Logan today, but I was glad to see his beautiful face when he showed up.
I noticed some of the mothers couldn’t take their eyes off him, but I was starting to get used to all the attention he attracted. He showed me every day how much he loved me so I didn’t feel threatened by other women checking him out.
He showered with me when we got home, and even massaged my tired body as he washed me. It felt so good. I was glad I would only have to give my girls a bit of encouragement tonight because I was too tired to do anything else. I was looking forward to sitting down and enjoying the show.
When we arrived at the auditorium, I was surprised how big it was. It was beautiful and the stage was enormous. My girls were excited and looked so beautiful in their costumes, their hair and makeup all done the same way. I left the dressing room after I wished them luck, reminding them all to smile and have fun. Then I went and took my seat next to Logan.
The concert went off without a hitch, and all my girls did an amazing job. I was so proud of all of them. Even Becca, who had been struggling with a few steps in her tap routine, nailed it. I was especially proud of her.
Logan
I actually enjoyed myself tonight, which surprised me. The concert was very well done, and you could easily tell which dancers were Brooke’s. Ellen told me she was amazing at choreography, and it really showed. I watched the girl who had been struggling with some of the steps at practice that day. It made me smile that when she got to the part she was finding difficult, she closed her eyes just like Brooke had told her.
When I looked over at Brooke after that, I noticed a tear run down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away. She was holding my hand at the time so I squeezed it. She looked over at me and smiled. She was so passionate about her students and teaching. I was proud of her.
At the end of the performance, they had a small presentation for Ellen and her teachers, and they received flowers from their students. As we were walking to the car, Brooke asked me if I had enjoyed the concert. I told her I had, and added that I extremely proud of her.
Before we were even half-way home, Brooke had fallen asleep. My poor baby was exhausted. Once we had arrived back home, I lifted her out of the car and she wrapped her arms around my neck. She sighed as she rested her head on my chest, while I carried her to the elevator.
I just stared down at her all the way up. She was so beautiful, and I couldn’t help but smile.
When I walked into the bedroom, I gently laid her on the bed. I slipped off her shoes and sat her up to undress her. She didn’t once open her eyes. After undressing her, I moved her onto the pillow and pulled the covers up. I then undressed before climbing into bed beside her.
I kissed the top of her head when I pulled her into my arms. I whispered, “Sweet dreams, princess.”
Brooke
I had the best sleep ever. As I opened my eyes, I realised that I must have been tired last night because I couldn’t even remember coming to bed. Logan was still sleeping, so I snuggled into him and kissed his chest.
“Good morning, baby,” he said.
I looked up at him. “I thought you were still asleep,” I said, surprised.
“I’ve been lying here for over an hour waiting for you to wake up.”
When I looked over at the clock, I noticed it was after 10:00 a.m. “I slept in.”
“You were exhausted last night,” he replied. “You fell asleep in the car and I carried you up. You didn’t even wake as I undressed you and did all those wicked things to your sexy, naked body.”
“What wicked things?” I asked him in a shocked voice. He just laughed so I smacked him.
“What was that for?” he said as he continued to laugh.
“For stirring me up.”
He rolled me over onto my back and pinned me to the bed, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “How about I show you all the things I wanted to do to you last night.”
We made love for hours, having fun exploring each other’s bodies. I loved being intimate with him because he knew just how to please me.
“We should get up now,” I said. “It’s nearly lunchtime.”
“I want to spend the whole day in bed with you.” He kissed me softly before getting up. “I’ll be right back,” he added. “Don’t move!”
He slipped on a pair of pants. “You are to relax. I’m going down to get you some food. Stay put,” he said sternly, pointing his finger at me and smiling. “I will be back with some food for you. After you eat something, you can relax.”
“How am I supposed to relax with your sexy body lying beside me?” I said and he laughed.
“I don’t want you to relax all the time, just some of the time,” he added before winking at me. The muscles flexed in his back as opened the bedroom door. It made me smile because he was so goddamn sexy.
He came back about twenty minutes later with a tray full of food. There was a huge Spanish omelette, toast, fruit, and coffee.
“Are you trying to fatten me up?” I asked.
“No, but you’ll need all the energy you can get for what I have planned for you.”
I licked my lips as I looked at the food. “I can’t wait.” When I looked over at him, he was staring at my lips.
“You can’t wait for the food? Or for me?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
I tried hard to keep a serious look on my face and said, “For the food, of course.” The shocked look on his face made me laugh. “I’m just joking. I can’t wait for you, hot stuff.” I winked at him.
He sat down on the bed facing me and we fed each other. I noticed he was watching my mouth as I ate so I started to tease him by licking my lips, or slowly moving them down the fork as he was pulling it out of mouth.
“Oh fuck, baby,” he groaned. “You are so sexy when you eat.” I could see that he was already hard so I continued teasing him. He was struggling to control himself, and it made me smile. I liked having this effect on him.
After a few more minutes, he picked the tray up
from my lap and put it on the floor. “That’s enough food for now,” he growled as he lay me back down onto the bed, crushing his lips to mine.
Logan
I couldn’t stand it for one more fucking minute. She was driving me crazy and I needed those sexy lips of hers on me. We ended up making love again, and about an hour later, I had to go back down to the kitchen. Poor Jill had to make Brooke something else to eat because I had just deprived her of half of her breakfast. I couldn’t let my baby starve.
We got out of bed around 4:00 p.m. and while Brooke took a shower, I went downstairs to check my emails. After she was dressed, she came down to the office to see me. I moved my chair away from my desk and patted my lap. She smiled as she made her way over to me. As soon as she sat down, I wrapped her in my arms and nuzzled her neck.
A little later, as we were walking towards the kitchen, Brooke whispered, “I feel like I’ve been riding a horse.” It made me laugh.
“No, baby. You have just been riding me,” I whispered back, and she nudged me with her shoulder.
****
On my way to work the next morning, I got a call from the Melbourne office. They were having some troubles and needed me to fly down. I immediately called Brooke. “Baby, I need to go straighten some things out at the Melbourne office. Do you want to come with me for the day?”
“I’m meeting Ellen for lunch today,” she said, sounding sad.
“Okay, well, I need to go and I probably won’t get home until late. I’ll call you later, though.”
Next, I called Claire. “Claire, I need you to organise me a flight to Melbourne straight away. I also need you to reschedule all my appointments for today.” After that, I asked Chris to take me to the airport. Claire called me back to say my flight was leaving in forty-five minutes.
Brooke
I was meeting Ellen today for lunch because she wanted to take me out and thank me for all the help I had given her over the past few days. Logan called me a few hours after he had arrived in Melbourne to say that the problem was bigger than he thought.
