A/N: Yee! I'm back with another Brucas story! This one actually starts out Brucas, but it has Leyton mixed in with it. This is starting out as T, but it's gonna be pushing the T limits. I may have to change it to M in the future. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill.
Speechless
Oh. My. God. I can't believe what I'm seeing right now. It wasn't supposed to be like this, not now. We had promised to be just friends, without all that romantic conflict like last time. But obviously, that ended now with my decision. Here she was, right in front of my very eyes, stripping at the closed pool at the hotel we were staying at. She had that ever so popular look on her face that always made me go crazy. The look she always had on her face before they had sex. It hasn't even been two months since I got together with Peyton at the championship.
That night was the night I had to have made the worst decision of my life. My dream come true was happening in that moment and then she came in all her glory. She bounced up to me, smiled, and enveloped me in a hug. God, she had to have had the best hugs in the world. So warm and her scent of coconut and peppermint just made them even better. In that brief moment, all my dreams came true. The bombshell brunette was all it took to make this night perfect. But that quickly ended once she said a particular sentence.
"Dream come true, huh Luke?" She smiled at me, her dimples clear on her face. "So who do you want standing next to you?" This sentence caught me off guard. I took a quick glance around the room and my eyes fell at Peyton for a short second. She obviously took this as I wanted to be with Peyton and patted my shoulder.
"Go get her, buddy." The look on her face created an ache in my heart. I could feel she didn't want to do this, but she obviously felt this is what would make me happy. I faked a smile at her and slowly made my way over to my blonde friend. I stopped in front of her and she smiled at me.
"Congratulations!" She squealed, taking hold of my shoulder and in that moment, a hidden force of something took over my body and I said something that I didn't feel. Something that didn't come from my heart, probably from my high amount of testosterone.
"It's you," My heart ached so much, but I ignored it. "You're the one I want standing next to me when my dreams come true." The look on Peyton's face was all it took to make me go along with this facade. She smiled at me with all the love in her heart and I pulled her face to mine and softly kissed her. She passionately kissed me back with all the love in her heart, which just made mine ache even more. I opened my eyes slightly to get a glimpse of the bombshell brunette smiling sadly at us and walking away.
And now here I am, standing in front of the stripping brunette. I was so glad that the pool was sort of hidden in a courtyard with high hedges hiding the pool because I would freak if anyone saw this. All she had left on were her panties and bra. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest as she messed with her bra clasp. She just giggled at the squirming me as her supple breasts fell elegantly out of her polka dot bra. She slipped off her panties and stood in front of me, hands on her hips.
"Are you just going to stand there and let me make a fool out of myself?" I quickly snapped out of my trance and shed my clothes. Right as I was about to slip my boxers off, she pressed her flaming hot body against mine. Her breasts squished against my chest and she placed her hands on the brims of my boxers.
"Here, let me do it." She whispered huskily. She licked my ear and I could feel all my blood flowing to my ever growing erection. I gasped and bit my lip as she toyed with it.
"Brooke..." I moaned.
"Shh. Let mommy do her work." Mommy? I couldn't believe Brooke Davis of all people called herself mommy. But I just went along with it, not wanting to upset her. She made a trail of wet kisses along my jaw line while rubbing my chest. How was it that one girl could make go so crazy? After about a minute of painful teasing, she finally slipped my boxers off and threw them on my pile of clothes. She giggled at my imminent boner and grazed a slender finger over it. I shivered from the feeling and Brooke giggled again.
"A-Are we ever going to get in the pool?" I stuttered.
"Maybe..." She whispered. She turned to the pool and elegantly dived into the pool. Her head emerged shortly after, her chocolate hair sticking to her face and her breasts floating. I quickly got it, the cold water not helping my erection. I swam over to where she was patiently waiting.
"Brooke..."
"No. Don't say anything." She placed her hand on my mouth and walked even closer to me. She wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me into a passionate kiss. I gripped her waist and brought her to where her body was pressed against mine. I licked my tongue against Brooke's lips, begging for entrance. She gladly accepted and our tongues met together in a dance. My hands trailed to her breasts and I squeezed them gently. She moaned softly in my mouth as I begin to toy around with her nipples. I parted my mouth from hers and began suckling her neck. I gasped in pain as she dug her nails in my shoulder where my tattoo was.
"Mmm. Brooke... I need you...soo badly.." I moaned out as best as I could. She giggled between moans.
"Don't worry. You-you'll get it soon enouuUU-" She gasped in pure pleasure as I found her sensitive spot. I picked her up and she wrapped her slender legs around my waist. I carried her out of the pool and onto the towel she brought. She raised an eyebrow at me in confusion.
"You wouldn't want to get waterlogged, would you?" She quickly shook her head and we returned to business. I positioned myself above her and she nodded. She gasped slightly, like she always does, when I entered her. But, this time was different for some reason. She was actually crying. I immediately pulled out of her and sat next to her.
"Brooke?"
"I'm sorry, Luke. I-I just can't do this anymore." She sobbed quietly as she rushed to get her clothes on. I was quicker than her at that and stopped her in her tracks.
"Brooke? What's wrong? What it something I did?" This made her sob even harder.
"No, the exact opposite! I shouldn't have even done this in the first place! You don't love me anymore! You're with Peyton! I was the one who put you two together!" She sobbed. I pulled her into a tight hug, whispering into her ear.
"Shhh, no. Don't blame yourself. It's as much my fault as yours." I heard her sobbing subside to a quiet whimper and she looked up at me.
"Thank you, Luke." She placed a small kiss on my lips and was about to walk away, but I kept a strong hold on her arm.
"By the way, what you said wasn't true." I kissed her forehead and left her standing by the pool, wondering what I meant.
I entered my hotel room as quietly as I could, but to my displeasure, Nathan was sitting on his bed, staring at me.
"Did you have a nice swim?" I rolled my eyes and collapsed on my bed.
"I don't wanna talk about it, Nate."
"About what? You cheating on your girlfriend or you seducing Brooke Davis?" I shot a glare at him before hiding my head in my pillow.
"Look-"
"I don't understand why you always get yourself into this shit, Luke. Chase just broke Brooke's heart and she was vunerable!"
"THAT WASN'T HOW IT WENT!" I yelled, my fuse finally blowing. Nathan looked taken aback by my sudden outburst.
"Dude! Quiet down! You don't want to wake up the whole basketball team AND cheer squad!"
"I still don't understand why we're on a field trip for basketball if the season is over."
"You heard Whitey, this is like a congratulatory field trip. We're going to Cedar Point tomorrow, remember?" I nodded, just remembering that.
"Luke, what exactly happened?" I explained the whole situation. How I was walking in the hallway and Brooke grabbed me and snuck me out to the pool. The rest you already know. Nathan sighed and put down his magazine.
"Dude, you gotta end this facade with Peyton! Almost everyone except Peyton knows you don't love her." I sighed and ran my hand through my wet hair.
"But Brooke isn't usually like that! Something's wrong with her..."
"Talk to her about it tomorrow. But right now, I want to sleep because I'll never wake up in time to get to the park. The drive from here is about an two hours since we're in Cleveland." I yawned sleepily and before I know it, I was asleep.
A/N: Welp, I hoped you liked it! This was just an idea that popped in my head, so I have no idea where it is going. So if you have any ideas, just put them in the reviews. And like I always say, Reviews are Love!!
-Mel