A Movie of Our Own (wlw)

30

Charlotte

I open my eyes to the bright city light of New York City shining through the big windows of Brooke's room. Along with the bright light, I feel Brooke's arms still wrapped tightly around my waist. Oh no, am I really with Brooke right now? There's now way.

With the feeling of her hands around me, I just can't help but think of last night and that I'm glad Brooke laughed when I told her she was the first woman I've ever been with. I also just can't wait for today, I don't have anything during the day, but later tonight I have dinner with some producers and other movie directors.
Reason for this is so I can start planning for my next film projects.
It may be too early to start looking for other things to do, but Jessy insisted that this was a good thing. And I trust Jessy with basically whole career, she's only ever wanted good things for me so I agreed to this dinner.

Bad thing was; a whole bunch of old men would be there. That's something for future me to worry about though.
For now, I want to enjoy laying in Brooke's warm arms.
With Brooke's arms around me, I snuggled more into her arms.

I then looked behind me to see if Brooke was even awake yet, but her eyes were still closed. One thing I didn't expect was how beautiful she looked asleep. No makeup on, her chest rising and falling, and her bare body up against mine. This couldn't get any more perfect.

As I'm admiring Brooke's face she then starts to move around for a bit before she fully opens her eyes.

"Good morning." I whisper to Brooke.

I then fully turn around so I'm facing Brooke's face.

"Is this real?" She whispers back in a raspy voice.
"What is?" I laugh.
"You're morning breath." She jokes.

My jaw immediately drops and I quickly shove Brooke away and turn back around and face the windows again.

I then hear her laugh from behind me and she quickly tugs at my waist, "Charlotte I'm just joking!" She laughs.

"That was not a joke." I pout.
"If I buy us breakfast then maybe then will you turn around?" She asks tugging once again at my waist."Hmm." Of course I'd turn around for that.

I then turn around once again to face Brooke. And when I turn around she's smiling which makes me smile back.
"You are very smiley in the morning." I joke as I wrap my arms around her neck.
"Hm not really, just today." She says leaning in and giving me a quick peck on the lips.

Once we pull back from the long and heated "peck" I ask Brooke, "So what about that breakfast?"
"Mines right in front of me." She says, then biting down on her lip.
I rolled my eyes at her, "No way in hell." I laugh as I start to sit up.

I then feel Brooke's hands immediately go to mine, and she raises my hands above my head, pinning me to the bed, not allowing my hand or arms to move.

My breath immediately starts to speed up and my chest rises and falls quickly.

"May I eat?" She says as her eyes trail from down between my legs, back to my eyes.
"Y-yes." I let out, before Brooke quickly pressed her lips on mine and her hands started to trail down in between my legs.

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"Are you doing anything today?" Brooke asks me as she takes another bite of her açaí bowl.

After Brooke quickly "ate" this morning, which I enjoyed a little too much, she ordered us açaí bowls for breakfast while I showered.

She then let me borrow one of her navy blue crew neck sweaters, once I got out of the shower. And to be honest, I want it so badly. It's so soft and fits me so right, and smells just like Brooke. I'm addicted.