by J. L. Perry
When Claire arrived back to the office later that day, she told me they had a great time. “She is such a nice person,” she said with a smile. “I really like her.” I was glad to hear that, but she wasn’t telling me anything I didn’t already know. She gave me back my credit card. “Umm, Brooke wouldn’t let me pay for anything, and I have a feeling you’re in big trouble tonight.” She smiled.
Brooke
Shopping with Claire today was great. She was so nice, and I think we are going to become good friends. Every time I went to buy or even just admire something, she tried to pay for it, but I wouldn’t let her. She finally confessed that it was Logan’s card, and that he had asked her not to let me pay for anything. I was pissed off, but I also understood he was just being nice.
Claire stated, “He loves you so much, Brooke, and his heart was in the right place.” She was right I guess, but I still wouldn’t let her pay for anything.
I was in the bath when Logan got home later that day, and I smiled as he joined me. I’d been missing him, and was glad he was home. He kissed me when he sat down behind me, pulling me back between his legs. “Did you enjoy your afternoon?”
I smiled. “I really did.”
“Are you mad at me for giving Claire my credit card?” he asked.
“No. I know your heart was in the right place,” I replied. I turned around and kissed him.
“So you are not going to fight with me about it?” he said with a smirk.
“Of course not.”
“That’s a shame,” he sighed. “I was hoping we could have some of that great makeup sex again.”
I hit him on the arm. “We don’t need to fight to have great sex, you know,” I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him softly. He put one arm around my waist and pulled me in closer. He growled into my mouth as his other hand slid up to the back of my head, deepening the kiss.
He moved forward in the bath so I could wrap my legs around him. I lifted myself up, and guided myself down onto this erection. I loved the way he felt inside me so I just sat there for a moment, enjoying his length as it filled me.
“I love you, baby,” he whispered. “You make me so happy, and I couldn’t imagine my life without you.”
I moaned as he grabbed hold of my hips and lifted me, pumping into me. My hands slid up to his shoulders. I threw my head back and moaned again. The feeling of Logan being inside me was indescribable. He leaned forward and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth.
“You feel so good, baby,” he groaned. “Being inside you is my favourite place to be.” Being intimate with him was my favourite thing, too. We had this special connection and I loved the way he made me feel.
When I felt my body close to the edge, I moaned and Logan’s thrusts became faster. He pulled my head down so he could kiss me as we came together. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder, trying to catch my breath.
I whispered in his ear, “I love you so much, hot stuff.” Then I lifted my head up so I could look at him. He had a big smile on his face.
We got out of the bath and got dressed. Logan said he wanted to take me out for dinner, but I asked him if we could just order something in. He was fine with that, so we ordered some Thai food. I hadn’t even thought about picking up some groceries while I was shopping with Claire. Unfortunately, I have become accustomed to Jill shopping and cooking for us.
The following afternoon, we flew back to Sydney. Claire was on the flight with us this time. Logan told me that he would be going back to Melbourne sometime next week for a few days, and he hoped I would go with him. He explained how he was going to hire somebody to run the Melbourne office, and that’s why he needed to go back. It made me happy that he would be based mainly in Sydney from now on.
Of course, I would be happy anywhere, as long as we were together, but I loved living in Sydney. The only good memory I had of Melbourne was meeting Logan for the first time.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Logan
When we arrived back in Sydney that night, I let Brooke know that I was going to go to the hospital to visit my uncle. I invited her to come with me, but wasn’t surprised when she told me no. So, after dinner, I headed over there on my own.
It had been a few days since my last visit, and I wanted to see how he was doing. I also needed to talk to him about my aunt.
He seemed happy to see me, but I think he was a little disappointed that I was alone. I felt for him because he just wanted to get to know his daughter but, at the same time, I understood where Brooke was coming from. He was looking great, though, and he told me that the doctors said he might be able to go home in a few days.
My uncle was totally unaware of the incident between my aunt and Brooke, and when I explained it to him, it would be safe to say that he was furious. My parents visited him earlier today, but they obviously hadn’t mentioned it. I guess they didn’t want to upset him.
“Is Brooke okay?” When I nodded, he said, “Tell her how sorry I am.” He took a deep breath, then continued, “I asked your aunt for a divorce, and she didn’t take it well.” I don’t know why because it was quite obvious to everyone that she didn’t love him. She was extremely cruel to him over the years and, honestly, I was surprised he hadn’t divorced the bitch sooner. Facing death and having Brooke come back into his life again had made him reassess his future.
On my way home from the hospital, I planned on stopping at his house to collect the elevator key. I informed him of my plans, but I let him know that he could have it back as soon as he was out of the hospital.
An hour later, the nurse came in to say that visiting hours were over so I got up and shook hands with him. “I’ll be back soon.”
All the lights inside were on as I pulled into my uncle and aunt’s driveway so I knew she was home. It took her a few minutes to answer the door and when she did, I could tell she was surprised to see me.
“Hello, Logan,” she said with a fake smile. I didn’t even bother responding.
“Cut the bullshit,” I snapped. “This is not a friendly visit. I’m here to collect the key to my place.”
“Why would you want that back?” she asked in a shocked tone. Was this bitch for real?
I didn’t bother responding to her question. “Get me the key.” I was trying to keep my cool, but I was quickly losing my patience with her. She then had the audacity to invite me inside.
“Get…me…the…fucking…key…now.”
“There is no need to use that kind of language, Logan,” she said with disgust in her voice.
Fucking bitch!
She stood there for a few minutes, just glaring at me. Now she had pushed me too far. “You had no right to come to my house, and threaten and assault the woman I love!” I screamed. “So get me the fucking key now because you are no longer welcome in my home!”
Finally, she turned around in a huff and disappeared down the hallway. When she returned a few minutes later, she slammed the key into my hand. I turned and, as I was walking back to the car, I looked back over my shoulder. “Stay the fuck away from Brooke, or I will have you charged with harassment and assault.”
Brooke was already asleep when I arrived home, so I showered and climbed in beside her. She snuggled into me when I pulled her into my arms. “Sleep well, princess,” I whispered as I kissed the top of her head.
****
The next morning on my way to the office, Michelle called. “Hey, Logan. Can I have Brooke’s mobile number?”
After I gave it to her, she asked, “Does she have any plans for today?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Good,” she replied. “I want to take her out to lunch. Mum told me what that old bat did to her, the poor thing.”
I thought that was nice because I liked the fact that my sister wanted to get to know her better. Brooke didn’t have many people in her life, and I was happy that she was slowly being surrounded by people who would love and care for her.
Brooke
When I got back from my run, Logan’s sister, Michelle called. She wanted to have lunch with me today. I told her that I would love that, and arranged to meet her at a restaurant not far from here at 12:00 p.m.
We had a great lunch. She’s such a nice person. Michelle and Logan had the same gentle personality. Afterwards, we spent the afternoon shopping and talking. I had friends growing up, but no one I was really close to. I preferred to just hang out with my mum, but being with Claire the other day and then Michelle today made me realise how nice it was to have some female company.
Michelle had to leave at 2:30 p.m. to pick Lara up from school. “Would you like to go with me? I know that Lara would love to see you again.” She laughed. “She’s talked about you a lot since her birthday party.”
“Oh, I would love to.” I loved Logan’s family, and I was touched by how much they had welcomed me into their lives.
When we got to the school, Michelle introduced me to some of the other mothers, some I recognised from Lara’s party. Lara spotted me straight away as she came out of her classroom. I smiled as she ran across the playground towards me.
“Aunty Brooke!” she squealed. She threw her arms around me. “I’m so happy to see you!” She dragged me over to her teacher, introducing me as her aunty.
“Isn’t she pretty, Mrs. Taylor?” She beamed. Her teacher smiled at me as she nodded at Lara.
When they dropped me back off at the penthouse, I invited them up for a while. Lara went straight for the piano and started to play around. I asked her to play something for me. She was good, but you could tell that she was still learning. She told me she was thinking of giving up her lessons because her teacher was mean.
“That’s a shame,” I replied. “You know, I’ve been teaching piano for over six years. I could give you lessons, if it is alright with your mummy.”
She seemed happy that I had offered. “Oh, Brooke, really? If it’s not too much trouble, I would like that.”
Lara was happy, too. She put her tiny little arms around me. “You’re the best, Aunty Brooke.” We organised for her to come over a few days each week after school.
Michelle and Lara were still there when Logan arrived home from work. Lara ran straight over to him, and he lifted her into a hug before swinging her around. She squealed.
“Aunty Brooke is going to give me piano lessons, Uncle Logan,” she said excitingly. “Isn’t she the best Aunty ever?”
Logan smiled at her. “She is the best, isn’t she?” he said, and then looked over at me and winked.
We invited them to stay for dinner, but Michelle said she needed to get home to her husband. After they left, Logan pulled me into a hug, thanking me for offering to give Lara lessons. I explained that I had missed teaching my students, and I was actually looking forward to it.
“You can bring your students over here for lessons,” he said.
“I don’t want to bring strangers into your house, Logan.”
“It is your home, too, Brooke,” he added. “You can bring whomever you want over.” I didn’t feel comfortable with that, so I told him I would just stick with Lara for now.
“So, how was your day?” Logan asked.
“We had a great day. It was so much fun.”
“I’m glad,” he replied, brushing his lips softly against mine. I grabbed his face and held him there so I could deepen the kiss. I had been thinking about his kisses all day.
“Do you want to come and shower with me before dinner?” he whispered against my mouth. When I nodded, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I giggled all the way to the bathroom. I loved it when Logan was in a playful mood.
When he finally put me down, I smacked his arm and he laughed. I untied his tie and pulled it off. Then I removed his jacket, while he just stood there with a smile on his face. I started undoing the buttons on his shirt, then pushed it off his shoulders. His body was amazing. I leaned forward and planted tiny kisses on his chest.
As I looked up at him, I noticed he was smiling down at me. I think he was enjoying himself. I grabbed the waistband of his pants and removed his belt before undoing the button. I could see he was already hard. I got onto my knees and pushed his pants down his legs. My hands moved slowly back up, and I heard him take in a deep breath. When I reached his erection, I gently stroked it, putting my tongue on the tip, swirling it around. As I looked up at him through my lashes, I was rewarded with a groan as he threw his head back.
He threaded his hands through my hair. “Oh fuck, baby,” he said as I slowly inserted his whole length into my mouth. When I looked up at him, he was smiling down at me. I heard a deep growl come from the back of his throat as I grazed my teeth down his length. “You are so fucking sexy,” he groaned. “I love having your sweet little mouth on my cock.”
It continually surprised me how his dirty talk actually turned me on. His body started to shutter, and I knew he was close. Instead of letting me finish him off, he grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up to his mouth, crushing his lips to mine.
Logan reached for the hem of my dress and gathered it up, pulling it over my head. Then he grabbed hold of my lace underwear and ripped them off me. I gave a little laugh. He was like a wild barbarian.
He stepped out of his pants before making his way down my body, kissing my breast and stomach on the way down. He gently lifted one of my legs over his shoulder, then buried his face between my thighs. As he inserted a finger inside me, I ran my fingers through his hair and moaned. It didn’t take me long to climax, and I screamed out his name as I did.
He stood up and looked into my eyes. “I fucking love you,” he said with a smile on his face, brushing his lips against mine.
He then turned me around and grabbed my hands, raising them above my head. After nudging me forward a few steps, he placed them on the wall. He pried my legs open with one knee, and positioned himself behind me.
He slid one of his hands on my breast, the other on my stomach. He buried his face in my neck and thrust himself deep inside me. He kissed down my neck as he slowly moved in and out of me. God, he felt amazing!
Logan’s hand slid down my stomach, slowly moved down between my legs, and rubbed my swollen clit. We were both moaning now. My body was on overdrive. I couldn’t hold back any longer as my muscles clenched around him. My second orgasm was intense, and as I leaned my head back against his chest, loud moans came from me. A few seconds later, Logan’s release came. He called out my name and he spilled himself deep inside me.
Once he pulled out, I turned around to face him and gently kissed his lips. “I love you,” I said, as he picked me up and carried me to the shower. As he was washing me, we were staring into each other’s eyes.
“I am so glad I found you again,” he said. “You make me so happy, baby. You are like my own personal sunshine. Whenever I am around you, my day is instantly brighter.” I smiled and blushed.
Logan
My life was great. Being with Brooke was better than I ever could have imagined. I didn’t think it was possible to love her more than I already did, but every minute I was around her, my feelings grew stronger. I knew my life wouldn’t be the same if she wasn’t in it.
I know I asked her to move in with me a few weeks ago, and she packed up her old house, but she hasn’t confirmed if she was staying. I needed to know that she was.
“Are you happy living here with me?” I asked.
She put her arms around me. “Yes, I am.”
“Does that mean you are staying? I want you here with me forever, Brooke. I couldn’t imagine my life without you in it. You complete me, baby, and I need to know that you want this as much as I do.”
She looked up at me. “You complete me, too, hot stuff,” she said with a smile. “I couldn’t imagine my life without you, either.”
That’s all I needed to hear. I pulled her in tight against me. “I’m glad to hear you say that,” I replied with relief. I was so fucking happy!
On Saturday morning, Lara called and asked if she could come over for her first piano lesson, which worked out perfectly for me. I needed to meet with some of the builders who I hired to work on Brooke’s birthday surprise. Leaving the house without making her suspicious was going to be tough so this was just what I needed.
I texted my sister and let her know what my plans were, and she said she would think of an excuse to get me out of the house while Brooke gave Lara her lesson.
When they arrived, Michelle asked me if I would come to her house with her. “Craig is putting up some pictures and shelves in the new extension,” she said. “We need another pair of strong hands to help.” She was such a good liar. She even had me convinced. Brooke told us to take our time, and that she would enjoy spending the morning with Lara.
Michelle was overwhelmed when I explained to her what Brooke’s birthday present was. “She is going to love it,” she squealed, clapping her hands together. I was hoping she would, but I was also a little apprehensive. I knew how much Brooke hated me spending money on her, but I wanted to do this for her.
When we arrived, Michelle was so excited that she offered to help me with anything I needed done. I only had a few more weeks to pull this off, so I was grateful. I needed all the help I could get.
We arrived back at the penthouse just before lunch, and we found Brooke and Lara still at the piano. Brooke asked Lara to play us what she had learned. She did so well, and I could tell she was proud of herself. Lara told us that Brooke was an awesome teacher. I invited them to stay for lunch, but Michelle said she needed to go home and feed her husband. They both thanked Brooke before they left.
After Jill had cooked, I gave her the rest of the day off. Tonight I was going to take Brooke out on the town. My plans were to take her to a nice restaurant and then dancing. I knew she would like that.
We ended up having a great night. Being with her, no matter what we were doing, just made me happy. Dinner was beautiful, but not as beautiful as my girl. I even got up for a few slow dancers with her. I hate fucking dancing with a passion, but if it meant I got to have Brooke’s sexy body pressed up against mine, then I was all in.
