Other Fan Fiction ❯ Brooke Knows Best ❯ Candy Coated Raindrops ( Chapter 3 )

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hogan Knows Best, it was created by Vh1 and the Hogan Family…Any reference to Brooke's behavior is fictional and just a reflection of my own perverted mind lol

A/N:Yeah sorry for the delay in the update but I wanted to take a little break and get some ideas Sad to see i haven't gotten any reviews, but have like 10 views oh well

Brooke Knows Best-Chapter 3

 

Darnell sat in the black Ford Crown Victoria in silence, aside from the drumming of raindrops hitting his car. He unknowingly had his hands gripped around the leather steering wheel tightly. It had been two days since the incident with Brooke, and although they had both agreed to put it behind them, the more Darnell thought about her, the more he didn't mind thoughts of being with her. He had exclusively only dated black girls, not that he was prejudice or anything, but he just never really found him self attracted to Caucasian women. However, something about Brooke had broken down that barrier and the fact that she had a killer physique didn't help. He was waiting outside of the studio to pick her up from her recording session. He sighed, looking out of his window at the building. It was nearly 2 in the morning and she still hadn't finished. She told him to pick her up at midnight, and he had been sitting in the car since then. He had tried calling her cell phone but the building kept her from being able to receive a signal and there was no other way to get in since the place was technically closed. Just as he was starting to lean his head on the window and drift into a nap he heard a frantic tapping on his window that jolted him back to reality. Brooke was looking at him wide eyed as rain poured on her.

“OPEN THE DOOR DARNELL!” she yelled as she ran to the other side of the car. Darnell quickly unlocked the doors and she got in. Her blonde hair was plastered to her face, and her cloths were soaked through.

“I just bought this shirt” she grumbled as she started to remove it, much to Darnell's surprise and slight appreciation. Crimson. That was the first thing that popped into Darnell's head as he took in the sight of her generous chest resting in their confines. Her bra was a deep crimson hue, and her tanned breasts jiggled with the efforts of her removing her shirt. He heard a faint muffled cry and snapped his eyes up.

“Gah, can you help me get this shirt off please?” she asked, hidden somewhere in the green tee. He leaned over and together they managed to get her out of it. She breathed heavily “I thought I was gonna' die.” He smiled and started the car up, turning back into traffic.

“So, what happened to `meet me at 12?” he asked as they drove back to the hotel. She glanced over at him and shrugged. “Jeremy wouldn't let me leave until we had the verses laid down, sorry.” He nodded and continued. The majority of their trip was in silence; Darnell slid a cd into the player and turned up the volume some. Brooke recognized it as the song he had been singing when he had gotten out of the shower a few days ago. Darnell nodded his head in time with the beat.

“So…” Brooke started, not wanting to seem to nosy “Did I make you miss a date with some girl or something by making you wait?” He smirked at her question, “Nope.”

She pulled all of her damp hair to one side of her face, revealing a nicely toned and tanned shoulder to Darnell. “Than why did you care what had kept me?”

He thought for a moment, not really having a good answer. “Um…I don't know really, just didn't like sitting in a car for so long not doing anything.” He turned into the hotel parking lot and slid the black car in between two white SUV's. “Did you want to borrow my suit jacket to cover you up?” He offered, noting her near nude upper half and the fact it was still raining hard. She peered out of the window, calculating the distance to the door.

“No way, that's too far of a walk to be getting soaked all over again. Let's just wait here and let the rain die down some.” He nodded, not really having any power to interject anyway. Personally, he could care less about getting wet. It was only rain, but he figured it was a girl thing. He turned the car off and let his seat recline, shrugging out of his suit jacket. “Well if you get cold, you can use this to cover up with then. I'm going to take a nap until the rain stops.” He laid back into the upholstered chair. Brooke instantly knew now was her chance to capitalize on their situation. As the smooth lyrics of John Legend's “Heaven Only Knows” played on the car stereo, Brooke slowly leaned over to a half-aware Darnell. She didn't hesitate, and placed her soft palm against his jaw. She felt the muscles around his mouth tense and she smiled. Darnell wanted to, better yet knew, that he should have stopped her there, but he knew it was bound to happen eventually and since they had no where to go what was the harm? When Brooke's hand had gotten to the waistline of his black pants without him stopping her, she knew that she would finally get what she had been yearning for since she had laid eyes on him.

In the back of his mind he was thankful for limo tinted windows, but that thought drifted away as Brooke clumsily climbed over the armrest to semi-straddle him. Her soft ass pressed into the hard leather steering wheel and she noticed that at the same time, something else hard was pressed into her leg. Brooke leaned forward, her damp hair hiding both of their faces as their lips finally met. Brooke's lips were perfect to Darnell. Soft, not too big and they tasted excellent. Brooke thought that Darnell's soft lips were exquisite as well. Darnell caught her bottom lip between his teeth and gently sucked, letting it slip out of his mouth slowly. That action drove the blonde wild with excitement. She started to slowly gyrate on his lap, trying to satiate her growing itch. Darnell kissed her on the lips softly and quickly and began to kiss down her jaw line. He let his moist tongue trace a path to earlobe and he nibbled and sucked on it. She inhaled sharply. He smiled, not caring if he came off a little cocky, but he took pride in his sexual prowess. He did the same thing to her other ear, stopping to kiss her slightly swollen lips on the way. She leaned back and reached behind her to undo her crimson colored bra. Darnell could only watch, anticipating the moment he could hold them and taste them. She held the bra cups to her chest, letting the straps dangle to her side. A seductive glint shown in her eyes as she slowly let the bra slide between her slender digits and moment by moment her delectable breasts revealed themselves to Darnell in their entirety. Her brown nipples stood out proudly, contrasting against her golden-like skin. Soon joining the color palate of her chest were Darnell's chocolate toned hands that massaged her breast gently. Her nipples pressed firmly into his rough palms. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation. Darnell moved his hands to her shoulders and pulled her back down, her lovely globes dangling in his face for him to feast on. He didn't waste anytime covering as much of right tit as he could, his tongue flicking back and forth wildly on the hardened stub of nipple. It was somewhere between him sucking on her nipple and her continuous gyration that Brooke felt the first warnings of an oncoming orgasm. Darnell, far from being a novice lover noticed that she was applying more and more pressure to his groin and her breathing was becoming ragged and faster. He grabbed her hips and brought her to a grinding halt (pun intended). She opened her eyes in confusion and half disappointment.

“Wha..what is it, why'd you stop?” She asked, sounding out of breath although they hadn't even done anything yet.

“Patience, Brooke.” He smiled, and so did she when she realized he had called her Brooke and not Ms. Hogan. She grabbed at his shirt, mad that it was still on after all this time.

“We need to get you out of these I think Darnell.”

He smirked and amazingly ripped it off, buttons panging against the windows. She began to salivate when she realized why he stayed in the gym so much. His body could have been the prototype for a Spartan General, chiseled right out of stone. She ran her hands over his breasts and leaned down to lick on his nipples that made her think of Hershey's Kisses. Darnell, wasn't big on getting his own nipples licked but he didn't mind right now. He didn't want to rush his and her first time together and allowed her to explore his body, although his other head was screaming at him to free itself from its confines before it exploded. She licked down over his abdominal area, her tongue dipping into the little valleys his eight pack created. She stuck her tounge playfully into his nipple and was responded to with a nice jump from his groin.

“I think somebody wants out…” she licked her lips and began to unzip his pants.

She had to give it Darnell, he had good taste. His boxers were black but had different material striping down. However, her goal right now was what the boxers were hiding. She slid those down and felt her pussy contract soon as his leaking member sprang up into the air. Precum steadily oozed from the tip ever few seconds as if it already knew what was going to happen.

“Yeah, I've been excited having such a beautiful woman on top of me.” Darnell snickered when she ran her finger over a bead of precum with her finger and looked at him. She slid the finger into her mouth and savored on the flavor. She was surprised when the salty taste she had been expecting didn't come. Darnell had a very bland taste to him. It wasn't delicious but she thought that she wouldn't want nothing more than to drain his balls of all he had any day. His cock, all eight inches, lurched up and another stream of precum leaked out.

“Mmmmm, let's get this guy attended to” She smirked and without warning took Darnell into her mouth.

He hissed, his hands immediately reaching out to tangle his fingers into her blonde tresses. Her mouth was so wet and hot, he could only imagine how good her pussy would feel. She applied even pressure as she drew her head up and down his length, her tongue traveling over the thick veins that wrapped themselves around his meat. Darnell tightened his grip on her head and started to buck his hips, driving his dick further into her mouth. His swollen head pushed against the back of her throat and she felt like gagging as saliva mixed with his precum started flushing around in her mouth. His sac slapped against her dimpled chin in a rhythm and she felt the skin on it thickening as she knew he was close to cumming. As much as he wanted to, he wasn't going to ejaculate into her mouth because he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to handle the ferocity of which he came. He came a lot. He pulled out with a slick pop and she looked up at him quizzically.

“What's wrong?” She asked but his hands were already pulling her pants down, struggling to get them down around her large and soft ass. Finally, she stood up as much as she could and then kicked them off let them rest on the floor of car. Her matching crimson thong soon joined the pants and her swollen flower leaked her precious liquid to Darnell's delight. She ran a finger down her lips and then inserted it slowly, pumping it back and forth as she used her thumb to rub against her protruding clit. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip in concentration. Darnell wondered if he could cum without even getting inside her, everything she did was just too hot for him. She withdrew her hand and held it out to him. He didn't waste a breath in drawing her fingers into his mouth, sucking her own juices off. She tasted great to him. It was tangy, and as he smelled her now evident arousal, primal urges began to invade his mind. He needed to get inside her now, and she felt exactly the same. He reached for his coat jacket and quickly pulled out a golden wrapper from the inside pocket. Within seconds, the Trojan Magnum was securely on his slick cock and she was looking down as she grabbed him and guided into her.

Many men will tell you, if they are real men, that one of the most crucial parts of sex is the first stroke. After all that built up excitement, getting that first taste can nearly drive a man to cumming right there. And Darnell was no different as he closed his eyes tightly, a single word escaping his lips in a hiss.

“Shit….”

Brooke smiled, knowing her pussy was feeling good because she had already gotten a mini-gasm feeling his thick meat lodge up inside her. After a few crucial seconds, Darnell's moment of crisis passed and he placed his hands on her soft ass for grip as he started pistoning up and down. The car inhibited him from getting full withdrawal which is what he loved to do, but he didn't mind it if it meant he could be surrounded by Brooke's moist heat. She had juices running down her thighs and onto Darnell's with each thrust. Her palms rested on his chest, sweat-dampened hair clinging to her face and back.

“Ah fuck…right there Darnell, right there” she moaned out, feeling a real orgasm approaching.

Darnell grunted, his hands tightening into her ass as her soft flesh pillowed between his fingers. He kept driving into her, feeling he was in a good rhythm as well. His thights began to smack wetly against hers as the tempo increased. Her moans became high pitched and she started to dig her fingers into his chest feeling the orgasm start to take over.

“OH shit…oh shit..mmmmm shit…oh my GOD YES!!!” she screamed as finally with one last stroke she bucked wildly as pleasure hit her every nerve ending. She spasmed, liquid trickling out everywhere. Her pussy contracted around Darnell's dick, milking him. He wanted to come, but then a thought occurred to him.

“Can you…do you think its possible for you to turn around in here?” he asked out of breath.

She had just came down from her high and shook her head, and turning around with great effort. Sweat covered both of their bodies, but it looked like Brooke had wiped baby oil all over. Her luscious ass jiggled as Darnell began stroking again. His attraction for asses was great, and Brooke had one of the best he had ever laid eyes on. With each time his thighs met her ass, it rippled like a wave. Without thinking he sent a stinging smack to her right cheek and then to her left. She moaned and began bucking down onto his hips, feeling another orgasm coming. From the outside the car was rocking on its shock springs, nobody aware that inside there were two people going at it like there was no tomorrow. Windows fogged and the rain still coming down, the Ford Crown Victoria had never been in such a predicament.

“Darnell OH YES IM COMING AGAIN!!!” Brooke yelled, grabbing the steering wheel and slamming her ass down feeling again like her body had been hit with a taser as she started shaking violently on top of him riding it out. He smacked her ass again and his jaw nearly broke from the tension as he slipped out and removed his condom. His hand was a blur of brown as he growled feeling the burning hot ejaculate shoot from his head. Thick pearly white jets of cum fire out and landed on Brooke's bubble butt. Darnell stroked and stroked, pausing on each contraction as shot after shot of his cum landed on her. Finally, after he had covered her ass and lower back with man fluid, he rested his dick between the crack of her ass and fell back into the reclined seat satisfied and desperately in need of air. Brooke herself was in just as bad shape. Her hair was sticking to her body and sweat was dripping off of her and onto the steering wheel. His member now soft, Darnell lazily reached for the automatic window button and was thankful the rain had stopped as cool air rushed into the car.

“Well…we can walk to the hotel now, the rain stopped” he breathed out, barely managing to get out that sentence as fatigue started to claim him. She giggled and looked back, her back arching and her ass rising.

“I thought the point of us staying in the car was to not get wet.”

 

A/N: Finally an update and some action eh? Sorry guys but I got really busy with school starting up and football season, because yes, I do play for Indiana University and we just played Western Michigan. Beat `em, woot!!!! ANYHOW, that was really my first attempt at writing a lemon but I think I'm keep on with this story and see how far it goes. It won't get too plotty (my own word haha) but I think it'd be nice to mix a little plot with a little porn, and not that cheesy stuff either like the pizza guy delivering a “large pizza with EXTRA sausage.” That's lame if you ask me. Anyway, im hoping now that since I delivered what I think was a fairly decent sex scene that maybe you guys will freakin review now. I'd love to hear what you all think were the pros and cons of this, and the first two chapters. Anyway I'm off to bed because I have school tomorrow but be on the lookout for Ch.4 and my xmen fic, eventually OH OH before I forget, if anyone would like to be a beta reader for me, please let me know via review or something because I'm sure I have a ton of grammatical and spelling errors, but I cant find them all myself!

R/R please!!!!!!!