Hidden Desires (15 page)

Brooke watched in anticipation as Cayden released her nipple and slid lower, leaving a trail of kisses and gooseflesh in her wake.

"What, Brooke? Tell me what you want."

The deep husky voice caused Brooke's hips to surge. "Taste me." she breathed.

Cayden smirked crookedly as she lowered her head. Brooke watched the wet pink tongue dart through her glistening lips and she shuddered. "Oh Cayden..."

Brooke jumped up in bed, sweating and shaking. No one had ever done to her what Cayden was about to do. The excited pounding of her heart woke her from her dream and Brooke wondered if she wasn't having a heart attack. "Oh god... so real..." She stood up shakily and pulled her dress over her head. Swaying slightly, she was reminded of the morning's alcoholic activities. She groaned as her head began pounding as violently as her heart. "Owww.. oh.. Advil." she muttered and trudged her way into the bathroom. Retrieving the pills, she swallowed them down with a handful of water from the sink. "Shit, is this what a hangover feels like?" She looked at herself in the mirror and grimaced. "Ew." she whined.

Back in the bedroom, the air conditioner greeted her wet body, reminding her of her dream. She blushed despite being all alone and giggled nervously. "I can't believe I dreamt that, No one's ever done... that before. I really wanted Cayden to do it though." With that thought Brooke became suddenly aware of what had been going on between her legs. Her eyes narrowed and her hand slipped inside her panties. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "I'm soooo wet.. wow... and horny. Very horny. Oh Cayden, what have you done to me?" she asked as she lay down and started moving her hand steadily. "Mmmm, .. yesss... " she hissed at the sensations she caused. "I can't believe how much I want that woman." was her last lucid thought.

 
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Cayden paced around the shop in a bad mood. She couldn't imagine what Brooke had told her boyfriend to make him so angry. She really couldn't fault the guy for being so upset though, he thought there was something going on between Brooke and her. However, she had every right to be angry with the blonde.
What did she say? What could she say... about anything? There's nothing going on?
"Dammit!" she smacked her hand on the counter. "With all that shit about Brooke, I shoved Denise off. Now I'll never get laid." Cayden stopped pacing and thought about how stupid that sounded. "Of course I will. Hell, she wants me, and her kissing really turned me on. Then again, probably anyone's kissing would turn me on at this point, now that my body remembers everything." The tall woman went back to her chair and turned up the TV. "Damned Brooke. What did I ever do to you?"

 
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Wade was about to leave when Jodie showed up. He invited her in to wait for Cayden, explaining that he had a date.

"Looking sexy in that silk handsome."

Wade twirled around, marched back and forth in the living room, flipped imaginary hair, all the while keeping his cheeks sucked in and his lips pursed like a sickly supermodel. "Thanks, It's Cayden's. Why are you done with work so early?"

"I'm on break. I had to talk to Cayden about something,"

"Ooo what? Is it juicy? Should I know?" he asked excitedly.

"Sorta. This guy comes barging into the shop today..."

"Guy? What guy? What did he look like?"

"Wade..."

"Okay, just asking."

"He was kinda cute actually. Muscular, handsome... anyways, that's not the point. He comes in yelling and poking at Cayden, accusing her of corrupting his girlfriend."

Wade burst out laughing. "Our Cayden? Corruption?? Oh my god! That's hilarious!"

Jodie snickered. "Oh, I know! Certainly not what I expected either. It turns out, it's the one and only Brooke's boyfriend."

Wade stopped laughing and looked confused. "HUH?" His eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"That's what I said!" Jodie nodded at his confusion.

"What did Cayden do?"

"What could she do? She was confused, was being accused of something she didn't do, and was probably flustered from sucking face with Denise. She argued with him and threw him out."

"Sucking face with Denise?" Wade asked, looking bewildered.

"Oh, you have no idea. Right there in the shop. Denise on her lap.. it was hot!"

"Cayden?"

Jodie nodded. "Yep, and if I didn't see it with my own eyes I wouldn't believe it either."

"In front of you!?" Wade asked, totally astonished.

"Well, I walked in on them... twice."

"Oh my god!"

"Yeah, and so did this guy. He probably thinks she's some kind of gigolo. After all, I was humping her leg too."

"You were humping her leg?" He fell into hysterics again. "Cayden.. a gigolo.."

Wade and Jodie laughed their heads off and failed to hear Cayden come home.

"What's so funny?" She asked.

"You... a gigolo..." Wade said between chortles.

Cayden narrowed her eyes. "Alright. Start explaining." She folded her arms across her chest and tapped her foot.

"Oh, I told him what happened today. Cayd, listen, I've been thinking..."

"Dangerous Jo, what did I tell you..."

"Hardy har. No really, maybe Brooke told him that something was going on as an excuse to leave him."

Cayden thought about it as she sat down on the couch. "Maybe, but why me? Why did she specifically name me? She could have made anyone up out of the blue. I don't need that shit."

"No, but maybe she wants something between you two and it was the only thing she could think of."

"Still Jo, am I supposed to be flattered? And what's this gigolo stuff?"

"Well he did walk in at a most inopportune time, and he already thinks you're doing his girlfriend."

Cayden smirked. "Yeah, that is kinda funny."

Wade's cell phone rang and he jumped. "I gotta go. Cayden you will be giving me details later."

"Yeah yeah... and remember, no pit stains!" she yelled after him as he shut the door.

"So, how pissed are you at Brooke?" Jodie wondered.

"Pretty pissed. Him, I can understand, but her? I still don't get it. Why me?"

"She wants you, Cayd. You already know that, you just don't want to admit it. Plain and simple, she wants you and needed an excuse. I bet she didn't even know that she liked women until you."

"Jodie, now you're just making things up."

"The poor girl." Jodie said sadly.

"What poor girl?" Cayden asked in disbelief. "Brooke?"

"Think about it Cayd. If she needed an excuse, imagine how awful her relationship must be. What must be going on in her life, what's happening now that he knows her secret."

Cayden's mood darkened. "Jo, you don't think he's hurting her physically do you?"

"Who knows. You saw how angry he was at you... imagine how he's making her life right now."

"Aw crap Jo! I wanted to be mad at her, and now I feel bad for her."

"Anytime, Cayd."

Cayden shot her a look. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I can't stay, I gotta go. I just wanted to tell you what I thought."

"Yeah, you just didn't want me to be mad at Brooke."

"No, it doesn't pay. Oh and also, you said you were going to do something with Denise tonight."

"I did?"

"Yes, so get on the phone and make plans before she eats dinner."

Cayden watched Jodie leave and thought about doing something with Denise. She frowned and cursed under her breath.
Alright Cayd, it's your call. Yes, or no. Do you want it bad enough to do the mating dance?
She pictured Denise in her mind and pursed her lips. She thought about her voice, her clothes, her body, and still nothing. She recalled the kissing and her stomach got butterflies.
Well, it's not about Denise at all is it. It's all about sex. Denise is in it for the long haul, I'm not. Although, she really wants me. I bet I could convince her. What am I saying? Jesus, I'm not like that. I can't do that. If I'm going to make that kind of effort, what I need is someone who makes my knees go weak, and my mouth dry.
Cayden chuckled dryly. "Good luck. No one's done that to you in a long time." She grimaced guiltily. "Well that's not entirely true is it." she closed her eyes and scrubbed her hands over her face.
You'd be lying to yourself if you didn't admit it
. "Goddamned Brooke."

B
ROOKE ROLLED OVER onto her side to bask in the afterglow of another Cayden induced orgasm, when Grant slammed the front door. Brooke jumped off the bed and tried to reach the bathroom before he got too close, but he met her at the doorway.

"Hello, Brooke." He said coldly, his jaw clenching visibly.

"Uh, hi?" she said questioningly, moving back towards the bed.

"Did you have a good nap?" He asked, still emotionless.

Brooke nodded and looked at him oddly. "Are you still mad about the tighty whities?"

Grant stuck out his chin. "Do you have anything to tell me, Brooke?"

She reddened immediately, thinking maybe Grant had seen what she had been doing, or heard who's name she breathed. She looked at him guiltily and shrugged.

"Are you sure you're not seeing anyone else?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.

Somewhat relieved by his question, but still annoyed that he asked, Brooke blew out a loud breath. "I told you there was nobody else, didn't you believe me?"

Grant didn't answer, he just stared at her with accusation in his eyes.

Brooke swallowed hard.
Oh my god... maybe he did catch me.. what do I do?
Putting on a bored expression, the blonde walked past him and sighed. "Fine. Don't believe me, but I never lied to you." Once in the bathroom, she sat on the toilet and panicked.
This is crazy! We have to talk. I can't do this any more. If I didn't want him already, I want him even less now. How dare he accuse me of having an affair!
She stood up and stripped off her underwear, only now realizing she stood there in nothing but her panties through the whole conversation.
See? He didn't even look down once. He doesn't think I'm sexy. He didn't even care that I was naked. Cayden... now she looked at me the way I want to be looked at... and I wasn't even naked.

 
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The night was strained and difficult between Grant and Brooke. He took his dinner into the living room, leaving Brooke in the kitchen. She ate alone and then went to the bedroom to watch some television. After a while of staring at the screen with disinterest, she put on her rollerblades and left.

Only when the door closed did Grant realize Brooke left, and in his current mood, he decided to follow her. Unfortunately for him, Brooke skated to the park, and he lost her once she got inside. Cursing and bitching, he drove off towards his parents house and spent the night there.

Brooke knew Grant was following her and it took every ounce of self control she had not to turn around and give him hell. She decided to allow him the opportunity to follow her all the way to the park. She even skated slowly, and conveniently up streets he could easily navigate. Once she got to the park though, she purposely took off quickly, losing him immediately. She was angry that he felt the need to trail her, but she was also feeling smug that there was nothing for him to see.