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Authors: Vivian Wood, Amelie Hunt
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Despite the fact that she’d just ditched her sexy red dress for a simple cotton shirt, watching Brooke crawl into his bed was stimulating Pax in all the right ways. Maybe he was too hard up, having foregone too many potential dates in favor of staying at his Winter Pass cabin and jerking off to thoughts of Brooke. Maybe it was how she’d teased him earlier, grinding against him on the dance floor, reminding him of how amazing her tight little body was.
Or maybe it was just Brooke, the sheer closeness of her, the way her scent filled the air around him, drawing him in. That sexy head tilt she was doing, watching him with her big eyes, all that strawberry blonde hair tumbling around her shoulders as she assessed him with a piercing gaze.
Maybe it was the thickening tension in the air, surrounding them and pulling them together, the flicker of interest that flared in Brooke’s eyes as Pax strolled over to the bed. Those big gray eyes were all over Pax’s bare chest and torso, those eyes that couldn’t hide a thing. Worry, satisfaction, desire… it was all there for Pax to see, laid bare.
“Pax…” Brooke said. Reaching out and taking his hand, she tugged him down to sit on the bed.
“God, this isn’t the moment when you tell me you just want to be friends, is it?” Pax said, a moment of panic hitting him.
“What?” Brooke said, looking astonished. Her pure surprise warmed Pax inside. “No, the opposite! Chase gave me a stern lecture about treating you nicely.”
A startled laugh tripped off Pax’s lips.
“Did he now?” he asked, a hint of insecurity leaking back into his thoughts.
“Well, yeah. And fuck him, he needs to mind his own business. Only…” Brooke wrinkled her nose. “He was right, kind of. I was trying to be cautious, not jump into things with you when I was still sorting out my issues after breaking up with Travis. The thing is… I don’t need to be cautious. Not with you. I’m me, you’re you. Brooke and Pax. That part never changes.”
Pax arched a brow, a little surprised at her words.
“So that’s it?” he asked, trying to find the words. “You’re just…”
“All in,” Brooke said softly. She moved to kneel beside him, throwing her arms around his neck, pressing a kiss against his bare shoulder. “I’m all in, Pax. I want everything.”
Pax stilled, taken aback. He wrapped an arm around Brooke’s waist, knowing that no matter her response, he wasn’t about to let her go. Brooke wouldn’t slip away from him, not ever again.
“Everything like… what, exactly?” he asked.
Brooke pulled back and glanced up at him.
“I want you to change me,” she said, dead serious. “I want you to marry me. I want a baby, when it’s time. When I said I’m all in, I meant it.”
Pax pulled Brooke closer, branding her lips with his. The kiss was hard and demanding, filled with all the longing he’d felt for the last six years, a demand for the desires he needed fulfilled. Brooke pulled back after a moment, breathless.
“Can I take that as a yes, me too ?” she asked, looking amused.
“Fuck, Brooke, of course I love you,” Paxton swore, laying back and dragging her body over his so she straddled his hips. She was so hot against him that his hands went straight to cup her ass. “You’re not wearing panties!”
“Well, yeah,” Brooke said, her giggle cut off when Pax pulled her head down, lips possessing hers once more.
Groaning at the taste of her, Pax struggled to be gentle as he explored her mouth with his tongue. Brooke’s weight atop his erection, even with his thin cotton pants between them, was driving him fucking wild. When she rolled her hips, her warmth caressing him root to tip, Pax nearly came like an untried boy.
Ripping at the shirt she’d only just put on, Pax stripped her, freeing her perfect, full tits and showcasing miles of creamy freckled skin. Her hair poured down her shoulders like a river of molten copper, her eyes blazed the
Despite the fact that she’d just ditched her sexy red dress for a simple cotton shirt, watching Brooke crawl into his bed was stimulating Pax in all the right ways. Maybe he was too hard up, having foregone too many potential dates in favor of staying at his Winter Pass cabin and jerking off to thoughts of Brooke. Maybe it was how she’d teased him earlier, grinding against him on the dance floor, reminding him of how amazing her tight little body was.
Or maybe it was just Brooke, the sheer closeness of her, the way her scent filled the air around him, drawing him in. That sexy head tilt she was doing, watching him with her big eyes, all that strawberry blonde hair tumbling around her shoulders as she assessed him with a piercing gaze.
Maybe it was the thickening tension in the air, surrounding them and pulling them together, the flicker of interest that flared in Brooke’s eyes as Pax strolled over to the bed. Those big gray eyes were all over Pax’s bare chest and torso, those eyes that couldn’t hide a thing. Worry, satisfaction, desire… it was all there for Pax to see, laid bare.
“Pax…” Brooke said. Reaching out and taking his hand, she tugged him down to sit on the bed.
“God, this isn’t the moment when you tell me you just want to be friends, is it?” Pax said, a moment of panic hitting him.
“What?” Brooke said, looking astonished. Her pure surprise warmed Pax inside. “No, the opposite! Chase gave me a stern lecture about treating you nicely.”
A startled laugh tripped off Pax’s lips.
“Did he now?” he asked, a hint of insecurity leaking back into his thoughts.
“Well, yeah. And fuck him, he needs to mind his own business. Only…” Brooke wrinkled her nose. “He was right, kind of. I was trying to be cautious, not jump into things with you when I was still sorting out my issues after breaking up with Travis. The thing is… I don’t need to be cautious. Not with you. I’m me, you’re you. Brooke and Pax. That part never changes.”
Pax arched a brow, a little surprised at her words.
“So that’s it?” he asked, trying to find the words. “You’re just…”
“All in,” Brooke said softly. She moved to kneel beside him, throwing her arms around his neck, pressing a kiss against his bare shoulder. “I’m all in, Pax. I want everything.”
Pax stilled, taken aback. He wrapped an arm around Brooke’s waist, knowing that no matter her response, he wasn’t about to let her go. Brooke wouldn’t slip away from him, not ever again.
“Everything like… what, exactly?” he asked.
Brooke pulled back and glanced up at him.
“I want you to change me,” she said, dead serious. “I want you to marry me. I want a baby, when it’s time. When I said I’m all in, I meant it.”
Pax pulled Brooke closer, branding her lips with his. The kiss was hard and demanding, filled with all the longing he’d felt for the last six years, a demand for the desires he needed fulfilled. Brooke pulled back after a moment, breathless.
“Can I take that as a yes, me too ?” she asked, looking amused.
“Fuck, Brooke, of course I love you,” Paxton swore, laying back and dragging her body over his so she straddled his hips. She was so hot against him that his hands went straight to cup her ass. “You’re not wearing panties!”
“Well, yeah,” Brooke said, her giggle cut off when Pax pulled her head down, lips possessing hers once more.
Groaning at the taste of her, Pax struggled to be gentle as he explored her mouth with his tongue. Brooke’s weight atop his erection, even with his thin cotton pants between them, was driving him fucking wild. When she rolled her hips, her warmth caressing him root to tip, Pax nearly came like an untried boy.
Ripping at the shirt she’d only just put on, Pax stripped her, freeing her perfect, full tits and showcasing miles of creamy freckled skin. Her hair poured down her shoulders like a river of molten copper, her eyes blazed the
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