Those Blue Eyes

Chap. 71: Their Affair

(Picture of Brooke Adams Above *WARNING: sexual scene and dialogue and very long chapter*)
*third person POV*

Evan tucks Brooke in the only spare bedroom in the house. Chase sits at the foot of the bed, protecting her. The scars from the rocks in the stream go up and down her back and arms, more minor cuts on her legs and hips. Evan looks at them, feeling guilty for letting her walk out. Brooke hides herself from him, feeling ashamed and ugly because of her scars. Evan lets out a shakeup breath, smoothing the sheets down.
"You're still just beautiful as the day I married you." Evan rubs his thumb on her cheek, "I wish I still was."
"But you're not." Brooke says in a low tone, "I didn't want to come back here."
Evan sighs. "I know."
"I was better off in that stream anyway—" Brooke gets cut off.
Evan gently pushes her hair back, shushing her. His ears and heart can't handle those words. Not now.
"Shhh now. It's all going to be alright now. I'm never letting you go again." Evan says in a soft voice, "I can stay if you'd like."
Brooke's face goes white, her words cold. "No. Go sleep with your wife, Evan. You belong to her and only her."
Natalia sits in the hallway in the floor, eavesdropping on Brooke and Evan's conversation. She can't help but wonder why or how Evan can still gravitate towards Brooke when she's clearly pushing him away. But he keeps coming back. Why is Brooke taking up, in a way, for Natalia? The raven haired woman figures its a front to lure Evan back in.
Evan shakes his head, smiling sadly. "Brooke, I gave you my heart 6 years ago. I declared it 3 years ago at our wedding."
"Well, you can have it back." Brooke says stubbornly.
"But I don't want it back." Natalia's heart shatters, "It belongs to you. It's always and will forever be yours, Princess."
Natalia covers her mouth to muffle the sob. Her husband doesn't love her. He never did. The reality is shocking to her. Natalia had hoped she could pick up on some of Brooke's actions and she could use it to get Evan back. But his words stand clear on what's true in his heart.
"But What about Natalia? You can't just abandon her. It's wrong! You made her a vow too." Brooke says sympathetically.
Evan shakes his head, his hand sliding under the covers to Brooke's hand. Her scarred up hand. He kisses it tenderly, lightly brushing his lips onto her skin.
Evan's mind wonders. "So when was your last time?" 
Both Brooke and Natalia both go a gap. Evan's other hand wonders to the other side of Brooke's body, his firm hands holding her soft curves tenderly. Brooke bites her lip. She fears she cannot control herself from him.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Brooke tried to stay level headed, "You've already had sex with her. It doesn't—shouldn't matter."
    "When, Brooke?" Evan says firmly, trying to be softer than he actually is.
"The week before we got married." Her words shatter his heart, "Not that it really matters."
Natalia muffles her laughter, whispering "Pathetic."
Evan's heart races, his body reacting before his mind can process what's going on. His lips brush against Brooke's, his hands pulling her body closer to his. He pours everything he's felt in the past 3 years into the kiss. The pain, the craving, the fear, the regret, his hope, his love—all in one delicate kiss. He repeatedly pecks her lips so he can get air and not completely leave her lips. Brooke puts her hand on his chest, lightly kissing him back. But she pulls away, knowing it's wrong. He's married to Natalia.
"It's wrong!" Brooke whimpers, tearing up.
"Then I don't want to be right. Not anymore. Not as long as you're heart continues to beat." Evan kisses her again, deeper. Hungrier. "I'm divorcing Natalia, Princess. When we get our son back, we'll start over and be a family. The way we were supposed to be."
Happiness fills Brooke, her pain and sadness lingering. Natalia's fist tightening, her jealousy and anger raging in her cold blood. She wishes she could have waited to marry Preston Hill instead of settling on Evan Taylor. Preston is her 3rd cousin removed twice on her father's side. Blood or not, cousin or not, she wishes she had married him when he asked her four years ago.
"Baby, I am going to make you so happy!" Evan says to Brooke, "Please, don't ever run away from me again."
Brooke lightly smiles. "Only if you agree that I'm always right."
Evan chuckles loudly, irritating Natalia. She stands and marches to their bedroom, calling Evan's family immediately. At first, Evan kisses Brooke sweetly but Brooke holds his face gingerly. Her lips barely touch his but she kisses him ever so softly. Her hand slides down his chest slowly, fiddling with the strings on his jogger sweats. Evan's manhood stiffens tight. His heart begins to race as his mind goes in one direction. He quickly shoos Chase out of the room, locking the door behind him. He turns the lights off, his hands immediately tugging his jogger sweats down. Brooke's heart flutters at the sight of his big bulge. Her gut makes her a bit sick of the thoughts that now run through her mind. Evan climbs onto the bed, taking his shirt off to see that his once muscular, toned body has gotten soft, layered. But he's still as handsome as the day they wed. Evan throws the sheets back, grabbing Brooke's legs. He pulls her into him, she sits on her legs and his between them. His hands fly to her face and waist. He pulls her into his lap, their lips attaching passionately. Evan pauses, pulling away. Brooke looks at him confused, hoping that he has come to his right mind.
"Kiss me like you did before." Evan already pants, excited at the anticipation. "Please, Princess. I need you."
Brooke's hands slowly slide up Evan's abs and chest, stopping at his shoulders. Her lips just barely brush against his, his lips desperately pull in so eagerly to touch hers. She takes his eager hands and puts them on her hips, she slowly begins to grind on his already stiff manhood. He lets out a loud moan, not even bothering to muffle it as he gets harder. Brooke holds onto his face, loving that this is the closest she's ever been with a man in so long. Evan slowly begins to unbutton her top, making her quickly stop her teasing kisses. She grabs his hands to stop him.
"My scars!" Brooke exclaims nervously, "You don't want to see them. Their hideous."
Evan gives her the 'aww' look. He continues to unbutton her shirt, going slower. He helps her take her shirt off, seeing her deep wounds. To Brooke's surprise, Evan kisses her shoulder gently as his hands lightly brush over them. He helps take her sports bra off and then her bottoms. She's left in her lacy underwear that he bought her. She stares into his eyes nervously.
"Are you sure? This is cheating." Brooke says nervously, whisper like.
Evan kisses her nose, making her giggle from his moist lips. He then slips her underwear off, tossing it to the floor.
"Tonight I'm making up for that night, Baby." Evan says thickly.

*WARNING: it's brief but it's still dirty and sexual! If you already feel uncomfortable, don't read what's below! You've been warned*

Evan pulls his manhood out of his briefs. It slaps against his soft abs and her stomach. Brooke blushes at the sight of him, looking away. Her blushing pink cheeks melt Evan's heart, she's still so shy. So perfect in his eyes.
"Sit on it, Princess." Evan grunts, his eyes full of lust.
He sits up straighter, guiding her body to do what they both crave.

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After Natalia called Evan's parents, sisters, Drew, AND their close friends, she went to go see if Evan was still with Brooke. But when she got to the spare bedroom, the door was closed shut. Chase sits whimpering at the door, scratching it with his paw. He growls at Natalia, always have hating her. She shoves the dog aside and grabs the door handle, but it's locked. Fear pegs Natalia's chest. She starts to call out for Evan but she hears a muffled sound inside the spare bedroom. She puts her heat to the door to suddenly hear a high-pitched squeal.
"OOOHH!" Brooke's squeals from inside the spare bedroom, "OOOHH YESH! FASTER DADDY!"
Natalia takes a step back, repulsed by this. Evan is in there cheating with his ex-wife! In complete shock, Natalia begins to beat on the door. The squealing only gets louder.
"EVAN! If you don't come and open this damn door, I'm calling the police!" Natalia screams, beating her hand on the door.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Natalia hears Evan call out inside aggressively, getting even more angered. "BABY! G—DAMNIT YOU'RE STILL SO TIGHT!"
Natalia begins to throw a tantrum, kicking he door and screaming. She beats on the door repeatedly, trying to get her anger out. HER husband is cheating on HER IN HER house! Evan's family said they would be over tomorrow morning, but Natalia cannot wish that long. She wants it to stop now. But it looks like she has no control now.

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        The storm had died out later on into the night. Natalia has given up and slept in the master bedroom in tears while Evan and Brooke continued to have their affair in the guest bedroom. It was raw and slow and steamy and long. To the former spouses, it was worth it after 3 long years. They laid together and fell asleep after they had an hour and a half of endless passion.
         Evan had ignored Natalia's banging on their bedroom door, screaming for him to come open the door. But he could not leave Brooke. Not when there was so much passion and desperation still inside of him that demanded to be released. Evan knew what he had done was lawfully wrong, cheating on Natalia. AND in their house they bought together shortly after she sprung herself upon him. He knew there would be some major consequences to pay after this, but he has his sweetheart back and that is that that matters to him.
           Brooke was still as wild yet so innocent as she was the day she left. Still as playful. Evan wrapped her up in his arms after they cooled off and she was asleep. He held her so close to his body that it physically hurt to even think about letting her go. Evan had his Brooke back.