Page 25 of His Toy

“Proves how little you know Neil,” the woman sneered, and Brooke nearly lost her patience until the door opened again and she felt Neil’s presence behind her.

“Hi baby,” he said sliding forward, his hands wrapping around her, his face burying itself in her neck. The little nip he gave it made her smile and she would have gladly turned around and slid to her knees if the other woman wasn’t there.

“You have a visitor that doesn’t belong here,” she warned, smiling more when his hold on her tightened further as he pulled her back into his body.

“What the…Janet?” he said, letting out a low groan of annoyance. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I came to see you like you wanted, only she claims she’s your wife. I mean, that’s just ridiculous since you were waiting for me to be finished with Matthew,” the woman replied.

“Wait, Janet?” Brooke said, glancing back at Neil curiously. “The wife of the guy you stopped from whipping Serena five years ago?”

“Yes, I don’t know what she’s doing here. I didn’t…”

Brooke stopped his words with a kiss, smiling more when he sank into it. “I know baby. I know you’d never betray me, betray us. How about we go out for lunch and your visitor can show herself out of town and never return?”

“Sounds good to me,” Neil mused, and she happily let him guide her out of the space while the other woman stewed. “I honestly don’t…”

“I know,” Brooke said, stopping his attempt to explain again. “I trust you with everything I am. I know you’d never cheat on me or ask another woman to your office behind my back. You told me you had to threaten her with a restraining order once before so why wouldn’t I believe you now?”

Neil leaned over giving Brooke a soft kiss, thankful that he didn’t have to go through the hassle of trying to explain something that wasn’t his fault. “Last time she was messing with my life she ended a relationship I had. I guess seeing her again sent me back to that space.”

“I get it. If it wasn’t for you and your family, Zack and Trisha, there’s no way I’d have been able to have them take the company back,” she said, her fingers sliding through his and he lifted her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss over her wedding ring. “The thought of running into my brothers has the power to send me into a panic still.”

“You know I’ll never let them touch you, hurt you in any way.”

“I do just as you know that I’d never think you were stepping out on me, not after everything we’ve been through together,” she stated and if they weren’t at a restaurant, he’d be buried inside her in a heartbeat.

“My girl is the only one that can get me to touch another woman,” he whispered into her ear instead, enjoying the heat that slid through her gaze.

He hated having to go back to the campus afterwards, wanting to be with her. Much as he loved teaching, Brooke was everything to him. Their time being interrupted by an irritation like Janet was frustrating and it made the afternoon take twice as long as it should.

Every ounce of frustration disappeared the instant he walked into the house, following the trail of Brooke’s discarded clothing. Her underwear hung off the doorknob to the bedroom and he let out a low groan of appreciation as he pushed it open, finding her legs spread apart, her fingers playing with her perfect cunt.

He moved directly to her, snatching her wrist up, his mouth watering seeing the wetness on her fingers. He licked them clean one by one, savoring her taste, making her squirm until he lowered his mouth to her, sucking on her clit, sending her hips upwards. “Mmm, that’s my good little tramp, always so wet for me.”

“I knew you’d be hungry for a treat,” she teased, a little moan falling from her throat as he dived back into her cunt, eating at her until she was begging. He pushed her a little further with his mouth savoring her taste even more before he filled her with a hard thrust.

“Come for me, baby,” he whispered against her lips, letting her taste herself on them as he took her over. Her tight cunt nearly took him over with her, but he held on, until his vision was nearly white to make her come again before joining her.

He heaved in deep breaths as he rested beside her, waiting until he had strength in his legs to pick her up and carry her into their bathroom. He slid into the tub with her after placing a delivery order and slid the washcloth over her body, his lips pressed against her temple.

“God, I love you.”

“I love you too, baby. Thank you for getting me out of my mood,” he added, and her little laugh filled him entirely.

“You’re welcome. I take it she didn’t bother you more this afternoon though?” Brooke mused, a satisfied note in her tone that had him curious.

“What did you do?” he asked, letting the washcloth slide over her sensitive nipples.

“I might have called Ashton with the security office and informed him that someone was being a nuisance and hitting on my husband,” she said, and he couldn’t stop the laugh that fell.

“And he was only too happy to help you out in hopes that I’d let him play with you again?”

“That may have been part of it. When I mentioned the woman’s name, he immediately said he’d handle it though.”

“He’s friends with Max, isn’t he?” Neil stated and Brooke nodded. “She tried to blame Serena for what happened so it’s not too surprising that he’d want to make sure Max’s girl isn’t confronted by her again.”

“The good thing about our little community, taking care of each other, right?”

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