Chapter 35

Brooklyn's POV

One of Scott's hands left my waist to sweep my hair onto the other shoulder, then his mouth was on mine in a heated frenzy while my body was pushed up against the brick wall.

My hands scrapped against the rough exterior of the brick wall, he ground his cock against my ass, my eyes closing while he still kissed me.

"I can't wait any longer." He whispered breathlessly. His lips leaving mine to leave open mouth kisses on my shoulder and neck.

I could feel that he was hard, just like he was hours before, it was like a steel rod in his pants.

I groaned as he bunched up my skirt and dipped his hand down into my slick folds. His fingers moved like hot pokers to my clit, almost like earlier was just his practice round.

There wasn't any hiding the fact that I was wet, his touch against my skin was like being dipped in ice cold water with just a side of his mouth tourturing me.

He dragged my arousal up to my clit, using the wetness to guide the pads of his fingers to my nub.

"Goddess, you feel so fucking good." He groaned, nipping and kissing at my shoulder as he played with my clit like it was his favorite toy he never wanted to give up.

Scott's hips were pulsing against mine. His cock demanding and hot, and this time I couldn't wait for him to finish teasing me. Taking my hands off the wall, I let my cheek and torso rest against it as I reached for his zipper. Finding it I yanked it down and moved my hand in his boxers grabbing ahold of his hardened shaft.

He let out a tortured sound and pinched my clit between his forefinger and thumb, drawing a choked cry from my lips.

Before I could gather a full breath of air into my lungs, he pushed his pants and boxers down then skillfully slid into me for the second time today.

Both of us moaned as he filled me to the brim with the length and girth that is his cock.

"Hands on the wall!" He ordered. And without a second thought I placed them against the cold brick.

His hands fell to my hips, fingers dug into the skin he held underneath them, he tugged me backward a little, forcing me to hinge at the waist.

My face and breasts left the wall, my fingernails practically clawing at the brick as I worked to keep my balance. "Fuck.." Scott muttered, his hips slapping against my ass as he began to drive deep inside me, hard and fast. "What are you doing to me?"

I moaned in response, arching my back more as an invitation as my mouth fell open slightly.

His hunger for me was like a living being, I could feel it radiating off of him, feel the force of it in every thrust, every shift of his hands on my hips as our bodies collided again and again.

It was hard. 

Fast.

Brutal.

He was fucking me like a death row inmate who was being served their final meal-- vicious and ravenous, determined to leave nothing behind.

And when he came, he wrapped an arm around my torso and hauling me up, my back against his chest as his other hand found it's way to my clit again.

All it took was a few circles of his fingertips and I was done for, falling over the edge with him as his cock throbbed inside me. We collapsed forward a little, I put my hands back up on the wall to catch us, I stared dazed as I wondered if his legs were as wreaked as mine were.

I could feel his heart slamming in his chest against my back, and I missed the heat of him as he pulled back. His fingers ghosted over my back making tingles flow through every extremity.

Placing my forehead on the wall I tried to catch my breath, it came out in quick pants. He fixed my skirt after pulling out, I heard him fixing his clothes.

Then I felt the warmth of his body against my back. He placed his hands on the brick next to my head. "Dinner was great..." He whispered in that breathless and hungry tone of his.

"Then wait until desert.." I giggled turning around to face him. Scott leaned down and pecked my lips softly, just that simple act made my core tighten.

As he went to pull back I leaned in trying to deepen the kiss but he pulled back completly making me whimper.

"Indecent exposure is a misdemeanor." Both of us turned to the voice, I groaned when I saw who it was. I really hate that woman.

"So if you two are finished with what you were doing, leave the property." She then pulled out her phone. "Or am I calling the police?"

"Oh go to hell, Penelope." I growled at her, she only smirked at me then glared.

I grabbed Scott's hand and began pulling him to the parking lot. I heard her sigh in a sultry way as Scott went past her. "Bye handsome." She told him sweetly.

I growled again and turned back around to say something but Scott pulled me back by my arm. If it wasn't for her siblings and the respect I had for her parents I would have killed her when it came to her sleeping with Ryan.

"So scared!" She taunted me. I felt Scott's hand tighten on my arm but I still managed to get free of it. I could feel he was getting angry with her too but he hardly ever showed his emotions unless he was around me.

I stalked over to Penny. "Let's go back to high school, Penny! I'll show you how scared you really are of me!"

"We're adults now, Brooke! That's assault if you lay your filthy hands on me."

I laughed in her face, did she really call me filthy? "How many times have you slept with other women's mate or husband? You really are messed up in the head of you think I'm as dirty or desperate as you are."

Her smirk returned and I glared at her for it. "The morning you gave Ryan those papers, when you came in you asked him 'where is she?' and he told you nobody was there. He lied, I was there." Her smirk deepened.

I remembered that day, and even after Ryan died I always wondered if I was going crazy for thinking he had somebody in his apartment while knowing I was coming over.

I suppose I wasn't so crazy now. I didn't even know her scent, and standing so close to her now I recognized the pungent scent that lingered in his apartment that morning. It was definitely hers.

I was brought out of my thoughts when I felt a the wind be knocked out of me. I gasped grabbing my stomach and stumbed backwards a couple feet.

I regained my bearings and balled my hands into fists. "Youthink that bothers me now? Penny, he only used you, just like he did me and any other person he slept with." I snarled at her. Her hit didn't really hurt me, but it surprised me more than anything.

"He loved me!" She spat in my face. A growl slipped from me before I could stop it.

And as much as I wanted to hit her for what she just said, I took a step away from her so I didn't hurt her, or her pride. Because Ryan loved nobody, only himself.

I turned on my heel and walked to Scott's truck, after getting in my blood pressure gradually went down once Scott's scent hit me. I preferred his vehicle over my own because his always smelled like him.

I put my seatbelt on and stared out the window as he got in. I could feel through the bond how angry he was, he was muttering about how he wished we didn't come to this specific restaurant.

"I will handle this tommorrow, lethargic my mate and getaway with it." He grumbled to himself.

I sighed and looked over at him, he glanced at me then calmed down a bit. His eyes then drifted to my arm.

My brows pinched together in confusion. I looked down at it and saw a couple deep scratches on it. "What the hell?" I mumbled.

"When you pulled away from me, I ended up scratching you." I heard Scott say. I placed my hand on it and looked back at him. "I'm sorry." He finished.

"I didn't even feel it, Scott. It's fine." I gave him a small smile to reassure him. He reached over and dug into his glove box. He shuffled through it then pulled out a box of gauze.

He ripped it open and had me move my hand, he placed it over the scratches and pressed down on it making me hiss lightly.

"Sorry!" He murmured.

He just wanted to take me to dinner, and have a good night with me. I placed my hand on his cheek and he looked up at me. "Let's go home, Scott!"

He let a low growl leave his lips before he leaned forward and placed his lips on mine. It was hot and needy but also sweet and subtle.

I pushed him back forcing his lips to leave mine. "We have all night, I also had my brother-in-law to place a mattress in the living room." I told him softly.

"Then we aren't getting any sleep tonight ma'am!" He growled again going back over to his side of the truck.