Brooke donned her robe and stepped out onto the balcony. She has been preparing for her night shift at the restaurant. Her thoughts drifted back to the brown eyed man she encountered briefly a couple of weeks ago at a party she helped cater. He looked so handsome in a dark grey sweater and black dress pants that fit oh so perfectly. They had briefly bumped into each other and talked all night, but that was the last they had seen of each other. She sighed deeply as she went back inside. She got ready for work, anxious to put her newly learned skills to work. One final glance in the mirror and she was out the door.
As she maneuvered around gathering her ingredients she thought of making fresh shrimp scampi with her own special touch. Little did she know, her brown eyed mystery man had walked in and ordered that dish. She busied herself, taking great care to make everything perfect even down to the presentation. Impressed and happy with her creation, she put it up on the window with the words “order up table 12” echoing through the back. The waitress brought the order to ‘brown eyes’ as he happily thanked her.

   Business was moderate but that didn’t stop the waitress from telling Brooke about ‘brown eyes’ in the main room. She laughed it off and went about finishing cleaning her station. 20 minutes had passed and the waitress cleared his plate from his table. He insisted on speaking with the chef behind his glorious meal. The waitress simply smiled and went to get Brooke. “Brooke, one of the customers would like a word with you” Janice said, holding back a smile. Great. What got fucked up now? She thought to herself. “Alright” she sighed, tossing down the towel.

   As she followed Janice to table 12, she nearly lost her mind as her jaw dropped, recognizing those amazing brown eyes. No fucking way she thought. As he flashed his smirky smile, she felt her knees turn to butter. Tyler freaking Seguin. He had recognized her from the last time and he himself couldn’t believe it. “So, it seems we meet again. You’re the one behind this absolutely amazing meal?” “It appears that I am. Was everything to your liking?” “And then some.” He eyed her up and down, taking in everything about her, right down to her tussled hair. “May I ask, what time does your shift end?” “Not for a few hours, why?” “I’d like to take you out for a drive. Start what we should’ve last week,” he smirked. “I’d like that. You gonna wait for me?” she smirked “I’ll wait for as long as it takes sweetheart.” He said smiling big. “I’m counting on it. Let me go finish my shift and I’ll be out as soon as I can” “I’ll be waiting”

   A smile crept across Brooke’s face as she headed back towards the kitchen. However, she not only wondered if this was actually happening, but if her hockey player hottie would still be waiting. Time seemed to drag on for her as she tried to keep herself busy to keep her mind off of waiting. All he could think of was her beauty, how she looked; she was just as beautiful if not more so today. The soft hint of her perfume still fresh in his mind. He longed to hold her, touch her and kiss her voluptuous lips. He had to remind himself to not think so vividly for he was still very much in a public place and he most certainly didn’t need to create more of a problem for himself than he already had.

   As the end of her shift ended, she snuck off to the bathroom to make sure she was presentable. Removing her chef’s jacket and smoothing her shirt down, she decided she looked as presentable as she was going to get. As she walked out to the main room where he was sitting, she automatically felt his eyes gaze upon her. His eyes locked with hers and for a moment, time stood still. He stood up to greet her, flashing that melt me smile as he reached for her hand. “Ready to go?” he asked “I’m ready if you are” as she placed her hand in his. “So, where is it that we’re going?”

   He just snickered. “Where ever the car takes us. By the way, I’m Tyler.” “I’m Brooke” “Such a pretty name,” he squeezed her hand, leading her towards the SUV. Her jaw dropped as she admired the car’s beauty.“Is this yours?!”“Every single bit of it. Gorgeous isn’t she?” “I wanna make out with this car. She’s freakin beautiful” she said running her hand lightly against the bumper. “Ha! Just with my car?” he raised his eyebrow. Before she had a chance to respond he had the door opened waiting for her.“Your chariot awaits,” “Such a gentleman, smooth talker too” she purred as she slid into the seat.

   He closed her door and hopped in next to her. He started the engine and just let the car and the day take them where ever. They enjoyed each other’s company even the silence wasn’t awkward. At one of the stoplights, he reached over and gave her hand a light squeeze. “I’m glad we met up again, and I’m glad you came with me today” She smiled as a light blush crept in.“Me too Tyler. You’ve been in my mind since last week at that party.” Brooke watched the road ahead, still trying to figure out where they were going.

   As Brooke was about to speak, his lips captured hers in a passionate kiss as his tongue gently caressed her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She obliged as their tongues danced and twirled to their own lustful song. She brought her hand up to the back of his neck, running her fingertips through the back of his hair, a sense of urgency kicked in as they both deepened the kiss. They slightly parted, gasping for breath, locking eyes as a lust poured from them.

   No words were said as they both exited the car, making a mad dash to the house. They didn’t even make it through the door before they picked up right where they left off. Tyler lifted Brooke, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her upstairs. As he made the way into the bedroom he pinned her up against the wall, his hands roaming on her waist. With a forceful tug, her shirt flew off revealing a lacy bra. His hands caressed her plentiful breasts as he eyed her. As her nails grazed down his back taking hold of the bottom of his shirt giving it a tug, it too joined her shirt on the floor. He gently nipped at her neck down to the valley of her breasts until his hands found the bottom of her pants. –Pop and whoosh- down to the floor they went. Damn, he doesn’t waste any time does he as she bit her bottom lip. He grabbed her ass and lifted her once again as he carried her to the bed, getting a glance of the sunset out on the balcony. “Tyler…” she whispered against his skin

   He nipped and kissed his way down her stomach, stopping just above the lace of her underwear before coming back up. He slid one strap of her bra down, kissing the newly exposed skin before moving to the other side, reaching behind to un-do the clasp and tossing it aside carelessly. His hands roamed down to her waist as he retraced his path from before, again stopping right above the lace that kept him from his treasure. Brooke bucked her hips slightly, urging him to continue. He slid her underwear down and tossed them behind his shoulder as he kissed up her inner thigh, his hot breath hovering over her heated center. She whimpered as he smiled against her before gently licking once, twice, and a third, gently assaulting her as his hands fanned out against her hips keeping her in place.

   “Oh god….” she moaned, arching her back off of the bed, her knuckle white from gripping the sheets as her free hand entangled in his hair, holding him right where she wanted him. As he continued loving her with his mouth, he caressed down her leg with his fingertips before teasing her glistening opening before sliding his 2 of his fingers deep inside of her, caressing her spot perfectly. she squealed bucking her hips up eagerly against his hungry mouth. “Damn…don’t…..tease….me…” she pleaded as he sucked upon her hardened nub before sending her over the edge. Not giving her any time to recoup, he furiously ravaged her once again.

   “Wait, how old are you?” he asked, realizing what he was doing. “19. Just like you. Why?” “Mmhmm good.” he mumbled incoherently. She could feel the rock hard bulge against her. She instinctively ground her hips up against him, eliciting a guttural moan from Tyler. He reached down and slid off his pants and boxers and threw them across the room before taking his place once again between her thighs. “Hmmm is there something you want?” he asked with a devilish smirk.“Yeah…YOU!” With that Tyler gave one good thrust deep inside of Brooke making her scream in pleasure as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

   He gently collapsed next to her as to not crush her with his weight and sighed a contented sigh. “You alright?” he asked, caressing her cheek. “I’m better than alright though I can’t quite find the words at the moment” Tyler snickered softly as he kissed the top of her forehead. “That’s alright; I’m kinda at a loss of words myself. I really am glad I found you again Brooke.” “Me too,” “It’s like that old’ saying goes ‘Better late than never’”

Notes

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