Wanting Her (Loving Her Series) (13 page)

Chapter 13- Brooklyn

             
Landon left the next morning with promises to see me soon. He was so sweet when he left. I thought he was going to pout because he had to go back to school. I'm so proud of him taking extra classes and working so hard in school. He said that Preston is doing well too and loving the fraternity life. I'm just so proud of both of the men in my life.

             
Landon shows up the following Saturday afternoon. Preston of course is busy with the fraternity, so it makes just the two of us. Landon comes up behind me, curling his arms around me. "Let's go out."

             
"Okay....Where?" I turn in his arms, wrapping my arms around him too.

             
"Let's go dancing. It'll be dark, so no one will notice us. The only one that may be there is Toby, but he already knows, I think." I look up and smile.

             
"Okay, that sounds fun. Let me go change." I run upstairs to throw something together. I find my little black dress. It's pretty short and tight and leaves little to the imagination. I braid my hair over to the side and wipe a little blush and mascara on, adding my usual pale pink lip-gloss. Landon was wearing faded denim jeans with a button-down blue shirt. His hair short but still a little messy. Once I'm downstairs, I find Landon sipping a soda and reading the paper on the counter. He takes a double look when he sees me.

             
"Babe, way too sexy. I am going to have to fight guys off you."

             
I laugh. "Whatever, let's go. I called Lacy to see if she wants to meet there."

             
"That's cool." He grabs my hand and leads me out the door to his truck.

             
We pull up, and it's packed. "I know someone who works here. He said just to come up, and he has my name on the list." I look over at Landon with a surprised look.

             
"You know someone here?" I begin looking around for Lacy, spotting her in line about halfway down. She spots us and runs toward me when I wave her over.

             
"Just a friend from class. No big deal. Toby knows him too, that's why Toby hangs here a lot." Landon leads me by the hand to the door guy, with Lacy following closely behind. He gives his name, and we're ushered in with no problems. The music is thumping, and people are grinding over each other. Everyone looks all different ages. We each get a drink to start before heading to a table. Soon Lacy takes off with some guy to dance with, and we stay, having another drink. Landon leans over and tells me he's heading to the restroom. I nod. Landon's not gone more than a minute when I see Toby and Devin heading our way.

             
"Hey, beautiful." Devin eyes me, from my boobs to my toes.

             
"Hey, guys," I holler back.

             
"Where's Landon?" Toby leans over asking.

             
"Restroom," I holler back. He nods.

             
Devin grabs my hand and pulls me off the stool. "Let's dance."

             
I try to pull back, but he's already dragging me out to the dance floor. He turns me around and grabs my hips. He starts to grind his pelvis into my ass. I feel his erection against me as he presses me harder into him. I try to pull away, and look up, seeing Landon, who looks to be yelling at Toby. He points to us and when he does, he sees me watching him. He turns from Toby and begins to move through the crowd toward us. "Your boyfriend is jealous," Devin whispers before sucking my earlobe into his mouth.

             
"Stop." I pull back just as Landon gets to us.

             
"She’s done dancing with you. She's here with me." Landon grabs my hand, leading me away from Devin. Once we're on the other side, he turns to face me, grabs my face between his hands, and kisses me. Not just any kiss but a “she is mine kiss.” I of course kiss him back just as desperately. When he finally pulls back, he has a dark look in his eyes. "Don't let him touch you again, Brooklyn."

             
I nod. "I'm sorry." I turn in his arms and grind my ass into him. I reach behind me and grab his ass as I move up and down his body. I turn toward him and kiss his neck. His hands latch onto my hips.

             
"Fuck, baby." Landon groans. He moves his hands everywhere, from my stomach to my hips to my thighs. The lights are flashing, and it's dark except for the flashes, so when my dress begins to ride up, I turn to face him. I grab one of his hands, moving it between my thighs. His eyes are half lidded from his arousal. He pushes my panties aside and dips a finger into my wet warmth. I crash my mouth to his. He pulls his hand away, grabbing my hand, leading me off the dance floor. He passes a guy on our way to what I assume is the restroom. "Got a key?" he asks the guy when we pause.

             
"Fuck, yeah," I hear the guy who looks not much older than Landon. "She's fucking hot." Landon nods, grabbing a key from him.

             
We start around a corner, to a door. Once open, he pushes me in, and we crash once again to each other. Hands are moving everywhere. Landon reaches under my dress and pulls my panties down as he crouches down. I step out of them in time for him to throw my left leg over his shoulder . "Oh, Landon." I lean against the wall. The music is muffled, and I look around briefly in my orgasmic haze. It looks to be a break room.

             
He sucks me into his hot mouth. "This pussy and this body are mine, Brooklyn," he mumbles as he licks and sucks me up so high I'm about to beg to fall over. Just as I moan out his name, he stands up and unbuttons his jeans. He pulls himself out, and he's hard as a rock. He turns me around, bending me over a small table before pounding into my pussy from behind.

             
"Faster, baby." I moan. Just as I feel him swell inside me, he pulls out and turns me, planting me on the table's edge. Immediately he plunges back into me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he resumes our own dance of lust. Several more moments, and we both lose ourselves, moaning into one another's mouths. "What was that?" I pant.

             
"Your dance moves are dangerous for me." He chuckles. "Dancing may be a bad idea." He grabs napkins off the now disheveled table and wipes me off once he's pulled free. He tosses them into the trash next to the table, then pushes himself back into his jeans and grabs my panties. Once we're presentable, we leave out. He hands the key back to his buddy and then leads me back to the bar to a smirking Toby and a very pissed off Devin. I look at Landon, and he has a smirk with a very possessive arm around my waist, showing his claim for the rest of the night.

**

              Two weeks have passed, and I've talked to both boys either on the phone or by text. They have been so busy with classes and studying that they haven't been by. The following Monday after Landon found Dan trying to be inappropriate with me was extremely awkward. He approached me and tried apologizing. I didn't want to hear it. I told him just to keep to himself, and everyone can move on. And to never show up at my house again. He just nods and leaves my office.  I haven't heard from him since. Thank god.

             
I've finally seen the boys a few times for dinner here and there, and of course at Thanksgiving. Landon's been super busy with his classes and finals. We struggle to be around each other at these times, but we don’t want our secret revealed. They are currently in their finals week, with Christmas coming this weekend. I got us tickets for Spring Break to Mexico to one of those all-inclusive resorts. I can't wait to give it to them.

**

              It's Christmas Eve, and I made a big dinner for the boys and me. "Mom, I can't believe you got us tickets for Spring Break to Mexico. This is so awesome." He gives me his bear hug. I laugh.

             
"You're so welcome. I've been so proud of you both. You had such a good semester, and besides, I'm looking forward to a little vacation too." I set both of the guys their plates down.

             
"Thanks, Brooklyn, and thanks for the tickets. I can't wait either," Landon tells me as he starts to eat.

             
"Of course, Landon." I smile at him.

             
"Mom, I have to head back the end of the week, something the fraternity has going on," Preston explains as he stuffs his mouth full of food.

             
"Are you sure? I love having you back at home." I pout.

             
"Sorry, Mom. Landon should still be at home, he can come by and visit you." I chance a look over at Landon, who just nods.

             
"Okay if you have too." I start to eat with them. As soon as we're done, I clean the kitchen, and we settle in the living room with a movie that the boys picked.

             
Preston heads back the following Thursday for his last week of his holiday to be on campus. Landon shows up that Friday, and we've been together since. He told his parents that he too was returning to campus with Preston. This week has been one of my best ever. We started the weekend in bed. We can't get enough of each other. We ravished each other on Friday so many times I lost count. We woke up Saturday morning, and he wanted to take me to Disney and enjoy a day away where it is highly unlikely we'd run into anyone we know.

             
I haven't been to the park since Preston was a small kid. Being here now, just Landon and I, seems different. He's touchy and feely. His arm is always around my waist or shoulders. Other times, he simply holds my hand. While waiting in a line for a ride, he is standing behind me with both arms around my neck. My back is pressed against his front. I am holding his hands draped in front of me. He would casually kiss my neck. I glance up, and an older lady with her grandkids smiles at me. I smile back just as she comments to us. "You both seem very happy together." She pats Landon's arm that is around me.

             
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you." Landon politely smiles at her. Her grandkids that look to be around early teens giggle. I smile again as the line moves forward some more.

             
After a few more rides, we are holding hands, each eating an ice cream, when I hear a female holler at Landon. He looks back over his shoulder, and I hear him curse to himself. "Hey, Megan. Funny seeing you here."

             
"Yeah, I and Shannon wanted something fun to do. It's been years since I've been here." She giggles to her little friend. Not sure how she knows Landon, I just remain quite. "Who this?" She nods toward me.

             
Landon looks at me nervously. "This is Brooke. My girlfriend?" He seems unsure what to say.

             
I hold out my hand. "Hi, how do you know each other?" I question out of curiosity.

             
"I've seen Landon at parties with Preston. I've never seen you with him before."             

             
"Yeah, well, I'm a few years ahead of Landon and don't really do the party scene." She gives me a sour looking face before eyeing Landon, smiling. I notice she glances down at our joined hands.

             
"I guess you're the reason Landon is never around many girls." She looks back at me.

             
"I guess," I reply.

             
"It was cool seeing you, Megan, we need to head over to another ride." Landon starts to pull me away toward a ride.

             
"I'll see you at the next frat party, Landon," she coos.

             
"Yeah, maybe." We walk off together.

             
Once we get in line for another ride, I turn so we are facing each other. I wrap my arms around his waist as he circles his arms around me, holding on to my ass. "Girlfriend?" I laugh as I press up on my toes to kiss him.

             
He chuckles. "I panicked. Girlfriend's okay, right?"

             
"Of course, why wouldn't it be? I want to keep this low because of Preston and your parents. To anyone we don't know, I don't care." I rest my chin on his chest.

             
"I love you, Brooklyn." He kisses my forehead.

             
"Me too." I squeeze him to me.

**

              The rest of the week passes by all too quickly. We enjoy each other's company. We make love each night and sneak some love in throughout the day. Besides our Disney adventure, we relax and hang by the pool most of the time.  I love all of our time together, and before I know it, he's headed back to campus once again. He lingers as long as possible, not wanting to leave either.