At the house of the fraternity, in the direction to Wayatt's room, it is fire! after having retained the excitement for minutes, they only want to devour themselves right now. Entering quickly in the room, Brooke removes the gray shirt of Wayatt at a crazy speed, throws it on the ground without losing contact with his lips on hers.
Wayatt on his turn, removes the top of Brooke with her bra, separating from his lips the time of a moment, their breathing resounding haphazardly and in disorder, before getting to her lips again without wasting time.
Wayatt quickly removes Brooke's trouser, while the little naughty does the same after Wayatt finishes with her, and throws him on the bed. She climbs like a wild lioness on him, ready to bite her prey, with her decided gaze and thirsty of him. She backs her hair behind her ear, in front of the astonished eyes of the young Wayatt already hard in his underwear. Brooke noticing this, do not waste more time and preferred to skip the protocols and pick up the pace.
Removing Wayatt's pants and hers quickly. Wayatt carries her from him and makes her lie down on the bed quickly, before penetrating her frantically, moans upon moans, kisses on kisses, stroking against stroking. Not to mention the chills and tumultuous feeling running through their body, as well as their mutual warmth which does not hesitate to increase, only under the feeling of knowing Wayatt in Brooke is so damned good.
After the quick "exercise" Brooke gets her head on Wayatt's chest, busy tracing his tattoo. Meanwhile, Wayatt is busily caressing Brooke's chestnut hair, looking at the ceiling, together far in their thoughts.
" You didn't answer me, Brooke," Wayatt breaks the silence, getting Brooke from her thoughts and stoping her from tracing the contour of his skull with a halo tattoo.
" What did I not answer?" Brooke lifts her eyes to his and raises an eyebrow suspiciously.
" Do you want to try?" Wayatt gaze at Brooke, she gets back her stares on his chest, thinks for a while before redressing in front of Wayatt, her body rub into the cover bed and her stomach now lying on the bed. She looks at Wayatt.
" I want to try... But I fear. All this... Seems to be a dream, a dream which can end at any moment, I'm afraid to open my eyes and realize all you said and all we did wasn't true but a fruit of my imagination."
" Even if all this is a dream, that one day we open our eyes and realize it was all a dream," he caresses her cheeks while Brooke closes her eyes to feel his attention and touches on her jaw, before opening her eyes back " it is our right to make it real and not to turn it into a nightmare." He finishes.
" You're right, let forget about the dread and make this possible." She gets back her head on Wayatt's chest." So Mr. Wayatt Cruz is now dating the minor Brooke Wild?" She tries to kid Wayatt.
He smiles and says " I guess yes, all this story of minor and senior was just a mascarade,"
" Why?"
" One day you will know why Brooke."
Brooke agrees, before caressing Wayatt's chest once more " other's first time is slow and passionate, while ours was fast and savage," she chuckled under her words.
Wayatt chuckles too before adding " we don't have to be like them... But it isn't our first time sleeping together,"
" Yes, but I wish it should be, 'cause it was different from the other times. Don't you agree?" She asked.
" Yes of course,"
" Wayatt?" She calls in a low voice before he answers with a " yes, Brooke!"
" I want to get up tomorrow and see you by my side," she blushes at her words, surprised by what she is saying and not even knowing if she has to say it or not. The thing is that she wants to be less romantic, but no way... Being in his presence makes her tell what she feels.
Wayatt smirks at her words, hold her tightly " I will be there!... Brooke do not leave anything separate us from now,"
" What do you mean?"
" If you have something urgent to tell me, tell it now."
Brooke still in Wayatt's arms, under his previous sentence, remembers the pact she did with her sister "I challenge you to seduce Wayatt and make him fall in love with you" memories of that famous day come back to Brooke's mind, she finds a necessity to tell Wayatt what she did but is also afraid of how he may react. He is waiting for her response, but she is divided between saying it and being honest with him, then probably explode this moment or keeping quiet and restoring the peace and love they are surrounded by.
"Brooke?" He insists on her to answer.
"... Y-yes... I mean no, I have nothing to say," she says in a stammering voice.
" Alright, cause I hate lies." He finishes.
Liar! That is what she thinks she is now that she is hiding all that from Wayatt. But she is so good with him now, that she can't risk to spark out the feeling. Maybe he may understand after all, or maybe she does not need to tell him directly but indirectly.
" A question Wayatt... If you discover I made a sort of pact with someone, for us to make you fall in love just because I wanted the person to understand she can't deal with me... Would you get mad at me?" She asks, fearing his reaction to the question, waiting for him to talk, not even having the courage to take up her eyes to his.
But it is strange, he does not answer, or maybe he is trying to think about the question? "Wayatt!" She calls to reassure herself, then decides to see what he is doing and... The Prince charming is sleeping, a hair covering his closed eyes. She smiles and sounds relieved he finally didn't hear what she said, maybe it is destiny or a sign he does not need to know that now.
Brooke ranges his hair from his eyes and gets her head back on his chest, after all, I abandoned the game since, so it does count anymore, what counts is what is happening now.
Yes but that is what Brooke thinks, what about Wayatt? Will he think the same?
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Novela JuvenilIt is the same old story...but could be worthy to read. Brooke Wild is a Canadian girl, 17 years old, with a bad reputation which some say is good and others bad. Beside her, there is that perfect sister with whom she can't stay in one home. Wendy W...