As their passionate kiss became even hotter, it was next to impossible for Brooke to stop herself from lewdly grinding her hips against his hardened bulge. Her fingers got lost in his long strands of hair, gently caressing his scalp and cradling his head. Parker’s hands started to explore too, his palms first filled with her ass cheeks, then her breasts, making her painfully aware of the fact that they were both wearing far too many articles of clothing.<br/><br/>In between their heated lip-lock, she took in a sharp breath, gasping at the titillating feeling of him massaging her well endowed breasts. When it finally came time to come up for air, Brooke was left panting and parched. She gulped, her head reeling from the lust that had been budding between them since this morning. Admittedly, she found him attractive when Payton had been dating him, but never had she wanted him quite like this. Until now.<br/><br/>“Me too,” she confessed, smiling in response to his grin. Thank goodness she had not been the only one. His lips suckled on her neck, causing her to tilt the other direction, granting him more freedom. But then, Parker continued to descend down her body, trailing kisses down her front and easing her back on the counter all the while. When he announced that she was hot, Brooke felt her face grow warm.<br/><br/>Before she could think of a reply, he was unsnapping her jeans. Brooke hoisted her hips upward and helped him with the task of wiggling herself out of her booty shorts. She hooked her thumbs around her bikini bottom panties and worked them down as well, extending her legs so that Parker could slide both garments off of her long limbs. Meanwhile, she could only bite her lower lip and watch.