Italy is a dream.

When Lina told me that fucking Hayden West was offering to take us to Italy, I thought it was some kind of joke.

But being in Italy? It was amazing.

I never thought I'd ever leave the country, but the way they romanticized Italy in all the movies, I just had to come. I needed to see what a magical place was for myself.

Everyone I've seen in Italy have been beautiful; the men were like they were hand crafted by God, Himself. And the women? They looked like they'd just walked off the cover of a magazine.

And I was having the time of my life until Hayden decided to punch the guy hitting on Lina. Sure, he was creepy looking, but I knew Lina. She would've never done anything serious with him.

I couldn't help but laugh when Brooks dragged him out into the warm night breeze. Brooks and I were swaying back and forth, trying to see which one of us could hold the moon in between their fingers long enough until the cab came.

And with a sigh against the car window, I realized I was having the time of my life.

Literally. I couldn't ask for a more perfect escape from reality.

I grin, closing my eyes. "Now I've," I look around at everyone. "Had the time of my life. No, I never felt like this before."

I see Brooks and Hayden shake their heads, Lina cracking a smile. So I keep on.

"Yes I swear, it's the truth. And I owe it all to you."

Lina looks back at me. "What are you doing?"

"Singing. Come on, don't make me sing on my own here."

I pull out my phone, quickly pulling the song up on Spotify. With the beat and the words to go along with, I throw my hands up.

"I've had the time of my life!"

Lina was the first to jump in, singing alongside with me. Then Brooks himself even joined along with us, drunkenly missing the lyrics. I laugh, clapping my hands to the beat as we all start to sing in unison.

Sure, the cab driver and Hayden looked annoyed. But they can kiss my ass. Cause I was having way too much fun.

And as we pulled up to the beautiful villa that Hayden has us staying in, I tumbled out, looking around.

"It's sad that it took so many times for Johnny to catch Baby. But I guess it did make it kinda epic for them to do it when they did."

"Please," Brooks holds his hand up. "If it were me, I would've been able to catch her in one shot."

Walking up towards the door, I face him, challenging. "Oh really?

I giggle, swaying a bit. Lina quietly observes us as Brooks nods. "No doubt."

I grin. "Come on, Brooks. Can ya catch me?"

"Of course I fucking can," he anchors himself with his feet. "Jump on three. One, t—"

"Please," Hayden scoffs as he stands between us. "Please don't do any of that fucking nonsense while you're drunk. Whatever it is you were about to do."

I laugh. "We were talking about how Johnny couldn't catch Baby the first time she jumped. And Brooks said he could've. So I wanted to test the theory."

"Test the fucking theory sober." Hayden says as he unlocks the door.

"You're worse than Lina," Brooks whines as he walks in.

Hayden waves us off, double checking the door, then darting up the stairs. That left Brooks and I.

Alone.

Brooks Andrews was dangerous to be around. He's so charismatic, so charming, it was lethal. I'm not even sure he was aware just how charismatic he is, it just comes naturally to him.

And that makes him dangerous.

Cause Brooks Andrews is gorgeous. Witty. Funny. Lighthearted. Easy to be around. And I know if I let myself, I'd fall faster than I can say no.

His deep brown eyes have drew me in since the day I met him. His muscular body, thanks to all his football training, is drool-worthy. His hair long enough to pull.

I often fantasize about how it'd feel to pull his hair with his face buried in my pussy, or how I could pull it when he's making me beg for more.

I shake my head. When I drink too much, I get horny. And those thoughts swirling around my head, being alone in the same proximity as him, won't end well.

"Now that the buzzkill is gone," Brooks looks at me mischievously. "Wanna try it out?"

"What? Oh, the jump? You're serious?"

"As a heart attack."

I snort. See? Naturally charismatic.

"Fine, yeah." I nod.

When we heard a door open, Brooks motions for me to follow him. "This way. So he won't bust us and yell at us."

And that's how we ended up in his room. The only light coming from his lamp. I take off the jacket I'd been wearing, leaving me in just my black mini dress.

"Ready?"

"If you drop me, I'll kill you."

He smiles that beautiful smile of his. "I won't. Trust me."

I groan, then get in position. "Ready?"

He nods. "One, two, three!"

On three, I half ran towards him, crossing the room and jumping up. Hell, I was half expecting him not to be able to catch me at all. But once he gripped my waist and lifted me up, I laughed.

Cause he actually did it.

"Oh shit," Brooks mutters before I feel him collapse beneath me, taking me down with him.

We tumble to the floor, me landing on top of him. Brooks laughs, which makes me start laughing with him. Neither one of us could stop. I shake my head.

"Why did we think that was a good idea?"

He shrugs. "No idea."

I finally stop laughing. But the problem? I, then, realized our position. I was straddling him, my ass barely covered by the small material of the dress. I lean up, pressing my palms against his chest.

"Sorry, I—"

I tried to move, but Brooks' hands shot up, keeping me in place. I freeze, looking at him.

"Brooks?"

"Just give me a second." His gruff voice comes as a surprise.

I blink, swallowing hard. His big hands move down, caressing my exposed thighs. I suppress a shudder, too scared to move and break the trance he's in.

"God you feel so good."

I felt a surge of confidence. "Keep touching me then."

His eyes darkened as he kept his eyes on mine. "Can I?"

I nod. "Yes."

His hands move slowly up my thighs, his thumb slipping under the dress as he strokes my inner thigh. I bite my lip, keeping a moan at bay.

"Do you want me to stop?"

I quickly shake my head. "Don't."

I can feel his growing erection behind me, which makes me want to act on it. But I don't want to push too fast and scare him away.

One of his hands run up my back, grabbing hold of the zipper. He very slowly pulls it down, my dress slipping off my body and pooling at my waist. I was so glad I was wearing a sexy, lacy bra.

"I want to see you."

It wasn't a question. No room for any objections. His voice was firm, which shot straight to my core.

"Then look."

Brooks reaches behind me and flicks his fingers, my bra loosening and falling off my body. His eyes glue to my exposed chest, then licked his lips. Then looked at me.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No."

"Cause I don't know if I'll be able to once we cross this line."

I lean against his propped up legs, spreading my legs a bit more. "I don't want you to stop. At all."

Brooks leans forward, placing a kiss on my chest before taking one of my nipples into his mouth. He groans, then sucks harder. I moan, my head falling against his knees as Brooks takes more and more of me.

Like I hadn't been waiting for this moment for years.

"Brooks," I moan, fisting his hair in my hand.

He swirls my nipple around his tongue, then moves to the other. I arch my back, allowing him to take whatever he wanted and then some. His hand kneads my other breast, the pleasure too much to bare.

Brooks looks up at me, kissing my chest. His hands move down my waist, gripping my thighs. It's almost like he's waiting for permission.

So I grin, still breathless, and stand. He watches as I hold my dress against my stomach, not exposing too much yet, and sit on the bed.

And then I spread my legs.

Brooks crawls towards me, kneeling right between me. He kisses my knee, then trails up my inner thigh. His head disappeared under the material of my dress until I feel his teeth grip my thong, then guides it down my legs.

It was the sexiest thing I'd ever witnessed.

When it fell to my ankles, he grabbed the flimsy material and put it in his back pocket.

He's so hot.

And he wasted no time gripping my thighs, sliding me to the very edge of the bed and placing my knees on his shoulders. He only offered me a devilish smirk before he dipped his head and I moan, loud, when his tongue licks up my slit.

"Brooks," I tighten my legs around him, wanting him closer.

I feel his chuckle vibrate my body, turning me on even more. His tongue flicks my clit, causing me to shudder. But when his teeth graze, then nibble it? I was ready to come with a single word.

"You have no idea," Brooks blows against my core, making me fist the sheets. "How many nights I dreamed about this."

My stomach flips. "Is it," I breathe. "Is it everything you fantasized?"

When I feel a finger plunge into my body, I gasp. "Even better."

I groan, lifting my hips upwards a bit. One long finger exits, but two push back into me, and I swear I can see stars. Brooks' tongue teases my clit as his fingers torture me, bringing me closer and closer to my release.

"Brooks," I say as my legs start to shake and my stomach tightens. "I'm so close."

That only encourages him to finger me faster, bite down on my clit. After another minute or two of that, my body clenched, then released onto him. Breathing heavy, I shut my eyes.

"You taste so fucking sweet," Brooks grunts, kissing my thigh.

"Thanks?"

I open my eyes, finding him sitting on the bed beside me. His bulge in his pants prominent. It makes me sit up, then straddle him.

"What..." Brooks looks at me.

"One night." I offer. "One night of us not caring about anything outside of this room. One night for us to fuck each other senseless and get it out of our system. And we'll act like it never happened. Just," I lean close, wrapping my arms around his neck. "One night."

His hands were already back on my body. "Just tonight?"

I nod, slowly thrusting my hips against him. He grunts, but keeps his hands on my thighs.

"One," another thrust. "You said you dreamed about me." Thrust. "And I've fantasized about you." Thrust. "So let's just get it out now." I thrust against him, tightening my grip on his neck. "When in Rome, right?"

"Just don't stop," Brooks moans as I continue to dry hump him, which makes me grin.

"What, this?" I ask, slowly thrusting against his hard dick.

"Fuck yeah, that."

"You can just fuck me, instead."

In an instant, I was on my back. And Brooks was hovered over me, looking at me. I attach my lips to his neck, unzipping his pants. I push it down his legs, followed by his boxers.

I look down, my mouth watering. His dick was hard, straight in attention. Thick and huge.

"Condom," I look at him. "Right now." 

Brooks fumbles in his wallet before a foil was found. He tears it open, rolling it on. He looks at me, moving between my legs.

"You're sure?"

"I've never been more sure."

And with that, Brooks pushes into me. I shut my eyes as I adjust to him. He was literally huge, stretching me out.

"Are you okay?" He asks me.

I nod. "Just adjusting."

"Tell me when I can move."

"Go ahead."

At that, he pushes further into me, literally stretching my walls out to the max. I nod again and he pushes all the way in, literally filling me completely.

"Holy shit," I mutter. "You're fucking big."

Brooks cockily smiles. "Yeah, I know."

I laugh breathlessly. Brooks moves, pulling out slowly and then back in. With the second thrust, the little bit of pain was completely gone and replaced with an overwhelming amount of pleasure.

He pushed inside me again, causing a loud moan to ripple from deep within me. Brooks kissed my neck, picking up his pace. I wrap my legs around him, bringing him closer.

"You're so tight, holy fucking shit. Fuck, you feel so damn good."

I smile, pushing my hand in his hair. "I feel so full," I joke. "It's a win-win for us both."

Brooks chuckles against my sweaty skin, moving faster. I tug his hair, my eyes fluttering shut.

This felt so fucking magical. I never wanted this to end. I knew it was fucked up, being that Lina begged me for so long not to cross this line, but I couldn't even bother to think about that right now.

Does that make me a bad friend? Maybe. But all I could think about was how fucking good his dick is, how good he's making me feel.

How right this feels.

Brooks is thrusting fast within me, getting my whole body ready to free fall into pleasure.

"I'm gonna come, Brooks." I moan, pulling on his hair.

"Go on, sweetheart. Fucking come undone all around my dick."

Oh fuck. That was so hot. It's crazy to think that a single sexy command could actually make you come, but it did.

I came, hard, all over him. My body went limp, eyes closing. I was breathing heavy, trying to collect myself.

"Avrey, sweetheart." Brooks coos. "I'm not finished with you just yet."

My eyes snap open when I feel him completely pull out of me—only to flip me over, propping me up on all fours.

"I—oh my fuck!" I cry out as he plunges into me from behind.

"That's it, sweetheart. Tell the world who's making you feel good."

Brooks grabs my body, sitting me upright on his dick, relentlessly pushing into me. I moan again and again as he mercilessly fucks my pussy.

"I can't hear you, Avrey." Brooks says in my ear, pinching one of my nipples.

"Fuck! Brooks!" I scream, already feeling the pressure building up in my stomach, ready to explode. "Brooks, yes yes yes!"

Brooks kisses my neck, one hand moving between my legs and rubbing my clit. I gasp, uncontrollably, because the feeling is too fucking good.  

"Brooks, I—"

I can't even finish. Cause when he slammed into me at the same time he pinched my clit, pleasure overtook me. I cry out, releasing all over him again. My body sags against him as he continues chasing his high.

"Fuck, Avrey," he plays with one of my nipples. "Your body is fucking perfect."

I grin as I feel his legs shake under me. With a few more thrusts, he finally comes. He presses his forehead against my neck, breathing heavily.

"Wow," I breathe.

Brooks' hand is still on my chest, my nipple between his fingers. I shiver against him, his dick still buried in me.

"One night, right?" He asks.

I nod. "Just tonight."

"Well," he kisses my shoulder. "We don't have time to waste, do we?"

He twists me in his arms, helping me to face him again.

"I'm sorry in advance if you can't move tomorrow."

I snort. "Try me, baby."

"With pleasure."

And we spent all night long together. Lots of sex. Lots of head. Lots of pussy eating. And a lot more sex in between. In his bed, on the floor, on the nightstand. In my room, my floor. On the bathroom counter. On the kitchen counter once we got hungry.

Oh no, we didn't sleep. Even as the sun started to peek from the sky, we weren't letting our one night go to waste.

We made the most of it. And honestly, that was probably the beginning of the end.

Because again, I wasn't thinking straight about what'd come after.

Not one bit.

All that mattered was finally getting a taste of Brooks Andrews.

And a taste is certainly what I got.

A/N

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Because What's Mine has been getting so much love, here's the prologue of What's Forbidden, just to get a sneak peek of what's to come with Avrey and Brooks story🧡

I hope you guys enjoy the sneak peek until I finally finish WM first and get started on this one. And I hope you love Avrey and Brooks as much as Hayden and Lina 🧡

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