- Fucking hell! - I mean panting, trying to keep control while I'm on the dash. - You're too tight and hot.
I kiss Brooke again, and he's giving it back urgently. The room was dark and I couldn't see his eyes, but he kissed the kiss with voraciousness as I moved slowly. She moans in my mouth and releases a few grunts as she begins to move at the same pace. I knew I wouldn't last long, because Brooke was so tight that he could get me out of control. That proved his experience was limited. I believe Aron was the only partner Brooke ever had in his life. It increases my desire to make her enjoy herself again before I explode. Putting my hand between Brooke's legs, I start rubbing his clitoris. Brooke's body shakes and she sticks her nails in my arms. I speed up the stacks, making them deeper when I change position, kneeling against the sofa.
- Ryder!
Brooke whispers my name in my ear, in a rash whisper. I knew what she needed. Kissing her, I change the rhythm to faster, as if my life depended on her satisfaction. Once again, Brooke's body shudders between my arms and she gives off a muffled scream. My name comes out of your lips causing my whole body to shiver. That was the cue for me to stock harder and succumb to the moment. I fall into an ecstasy that makes my body levitate and, without strength, I fall on Brooke, but without putting all my weight on it. I stand still, breathing fast, trying to put a calmer rhythm in my heart. The adrenaline rush runs through my veins, accelerated, as if I had run miles and still had the strength to run a little more. I take a deep breath, putting my face on the curve of my neck. Brooke hugs me, wrapping his delicate arms around my neck, while caressing my neck.
Soft music takes care of the environment. An enormous peace comes from my chest and I feel rested in paradise. Only that feeling lasts very little, and when Brooke calls out my name, a snap reverberates in my mind. Back to reality, I open my eyes. What have I done?
- Is everything all right? Brooke asks with a frown.
I don't answer, I just stand up without facing her. Taking my pants, I stand to put them on. Brooke remains lying with a confusing expression on his face. Passing my hand over my head, I look at her with an empty expression.
- I'm so sorry! That should never have happened!
Brooke stands up, sitting down. She looks at me with an even more confusing expression.
- What's that? What's that? What are you talking about?
- Look, that was really good, but it was really wrong what happened. - I mean without emotion. - I'm not what you expect, so we should keep our relationship only in friendship. Could you just leave?
She looks at me like she doesn't believe what I'm saying. To my surprise, Brooke just gives me a smile. Only it wasn't the smile I was used to getting from her. There was hurt behind that smile. I could see the sadness invade her gaze and she held back the tears.
- Sure! - she says.
Rising from the couch, Brooke picks up his clothes and starts dressing them as fast as he can. Without looking at me, she grabs her shoes and walks out staggering towards the door. She won't say goodbye and I won't try to go after her either. My mind was confused and I didn't know how to act, so I did what I always used to do. I got rid of the girl I'd never see in front of me again.
Looking toward the door, I rise from the couch ready to portray myself, but it was too late and Brooke had already gone. I run to the door, but when I reach the hallway, it's empty. I fell on the floor, in front of the door, realizing that I had just made the mistake I made worse.
- What the fuck did I do? - I whisper, leaning my head against the cold wood of the door and close my eyes.
The room falls into a painful silence that I couldn't explain. Standing up, I walk into the apartment and close the door. With a heavy heart, I throw myself on the sofa again and
