Just then, Elle, Colin, and Savanna emerged from their rooms, fully dressed. Savanna had her purse slung over her shoulder, and Elle had her school bag on her back.
"Hey, man," Colin greeted Wes. Wes nodded back at him and continued what he was doing.
"We're headed to the library for the day, B." Elle told me, slipping her sunglasses over her eyes as she grimaced. I smiled remembering the events of last night.
"And I am going to indulge myself to a spa day to try and erase the hideous hangover I was greeted with this morning," Savanna grumbled.
"Seriously," Elle agreed. "I feel like I was hit by a tractor trailer."
"It could be worse," Colin teased, "You could've been hit with a beach ball."
We all laughed and even Elle couldn't hide a smile, "Whatever … the bitch had it coming."
"Okay, I'm out of here," Savanna said through her laughing. "Don't let him off the hook too easily, Brooke."
"Hey! I'm tryin' alright?" Wes joked back at her before she retreated through the apartment door. It was unusually sunny outside and I decided I would be spending the rest of the day inside with the shades drawn closed. Thankfully I had caught up on all of my schoolwork and didn't have to worry about heading to the library as well.
"See you later, B!" Elle blew me a kiss and Colin threw back a wave as they made their way outside.
"So is this lovely breakfast your way of getting back on my good side?" I kidded as Wes slid a plate in front of me as well as a large mug of coffee, taking the seat beside me.
"That depends … is it working?" he flashed a lazy smile in my direction and I laughed, taking a bite of my eggs.
"You're lucky you're a good cook," I told him, taking another bite of my food and sighing in delight. "Thanks, baby."
Wes winked and we continued to eat, chatting easily about schoolwork and the upcoming week. I went to grab our empty plates but Wes stopped me, taking them from my hands and placing them in the skin. He was really quite the charmer.
Wes walked back over to me and stood in front of where I sat on the stool. He brushed the stray strands of hair out of my face and caressed my cheek as I tilted my face up to his for him to kiss me. I loved the feel of his soft, full lips against mine and I couldn't get enough of him. Wes started to pull back but I wasn't ready to end the kiss, so I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips back to mine. My other hand gripped his t-shirt and pulled him closer to me. I suddenly felt the desire to give myself to him completely. After everything that we had gone through together, I had shared nearly every piece of myself with him. I wanted to erase my fears and let my present and future with Wes overcome my past.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my feet together behind his back. I ran my tongue across the seam of his lips and he opened his mouth, our tongues dancing together sensually. I couldn't help the moan that crept up my throat and Wes intensified the kiss at the sound. I lifted both arms to wrap around his neck and positioned my body so that it was flush against his solid frame. His erection pressed against me and I moved closer causing a deep groan to escape him. He broke the kiss and we both fought to catch our breaths. I moved my mouth to his neck and tasted his skin, running my tongue up his throat and to his ear, biting his earlobe gently.
"Brookelyn," he whispered, his voice rough and thick with longing. I moved my head back to look him in the eyes and the desire in his hooded gaze must have mirrored my own. We sat there for a beat, our bodies pressed closely together, staring into each other's soul. Suddenly, Wes wrapped his hands underneath both of my legs and picked me up from the stool, melding his mouth to mine once again. The kiss wasn't slow and sensual by any means. As he walked towards my room, holding me against him, his mouth moved against mine fiercely putting every single emotion into that one lingering kiss. The power of that moment said more than any words could ever speak.
Wes pushed the door to my bedroom open and kicked it shut behind him. I felt the mattress on my back as Wes gently lowered me, positioning his body on top of me so that I could feel every inch of his hard physique, but could still breath beneath him. He broke the kiss and pulled his face away from mine, leaving an inch in between us. He released my hair from the elastic band and ran his fingers through the braid I had made earlier, my dirty blonde hair fanning out around me in soft waves.
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do, Brookelyn." Wes whispered, placing a gentle kiss on the corner of my mouth. "I'll wait for you. I'd wait a lifetime for you if you asked me to. Just knowing you love me is enough for me."
My heart exploded in my chest at his words and I knew in that moment that I would never love anyone as much as I loved the man in front of me. The sincerity in his gorgeous blue eyes sent warmth throughout my body and I was at a loss for words. I pulled his face back down to mine and kissed him tenderly, yet passionate. He tensed for a moment above me, realizing the implication of my actions, before parting his mouth to me, surrendering to my silent plea. His lips were caressing and crooning, against mine and I was engulfed by fervor and longing. I lifted my hips against his, wordlessly telling him exactly what I wanted. His soft groan vibrated throughout my body and I felt goose bumps cover my skin.
I moved my hands down his firm chest and grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it over his head and reaching for my own. Our lips remained locked together as Wes finished undressing me, caressing my body tenderly. I reached for the waistband of his jeans and unbuttoned them, tugging them down as best as I could from my position below him. Wes smiled against my lips at my impatience and finished removing his jeans, pulling his wallet out from his back pocket and removing a square foil packet. He placed it on the bed beside us and brought his lips to my neck, feathering kisses down to my collar bone and the swell of my breasts before trailing his lips back up to my mouth. He rocked his hips against me and I bit my bottom lip as pleasure coursed through my entire being.
"Wes," I panted, trailing my hands down his back, exploring each sculpted muscle with my fingertips. "I need you."
Wes stopped the rocking motion of his hips against mine and I stopped myself from crying out at the loss of contact. He reached down and pulled off his boxer with one hand, his other hand beside my head, propping himself up. When his boxers were off, my eyes widened slightly but I forced myself to remain calm so that he wouldn't mistake my reaction for fear. Wes brought the foil packet to his mouth and ripped it open with his teeth before rolling it onto his length, keeping his eyes trained intently on mine the whole time.
Wes settled himself in between my legs and I closed my eyes, forcing myself not to think of the last time I had been in this position. I fought through the fear reminding myself that this was Wes and he would never hurt me. I was reassuring myself when Wes paused and touched my cheek gently. I opened my eyes to see him peering down at me affectionately.
"I need you to look at me, Brookelyn." He told me softly. "I need to know you're here with me."
I nodded and swallowed any thoughts of Jesse. I was amazed at how well Wes could read me. He leaned down and placed his mouth on mine in a passionate kiss, both of our eyes remaining open as we peered into each other's depths. In one motion he thrust inside of me and I gasped into his mouth. His lips pulled away from me and he caressed my face with his hand, as he stayed motionless inside of me.
"Are you okay?" he asked me. I nodded and leaned up to place a slow kiss on his chest, tasting his flesh against my tongue. His gaze was flooded with desire as he kept his focus on me, pulling his hips away from me before rocking back into me. He groaned in pleasure and I smiled knowing that I could make him feel that way. I kept my stare locked on his as he continued his motion, creating a gentle rhythm with his movements. After a few moments of Wes adjusting me to the feel of him, he picked up his pace and I was overcome by unimaginable sensations as his body moved with mine. I raised my hips to meet him and cried out at the contact of our bodies. I had never before felt so connected to another person as I did in this moment. Our bodied molded together, our breaths becoming one, as I found myself wrapped up in him completely: body, heart, and soul.