If Brooke had any doubt that the way she moved and displayed her ample, and frankly perfect, cleavage was having its effect on Parker, then the way his eyes seemed to stick there for a few seconds should have answered her.  When his eyes returned to her face, the look in his eyes heated indeed, Parker noted the slight flush on her cheeks and his sly smile grew a little more pronounced.  Although he was young indeed, Parker was far from inexperienced, and that definitely related to reading signals.  He could be wrong of course, that was always a risk, but that sense that had rarely steered him wrong was telling him that Brooke was enjoying having a man in her apartment again, and it was sending her mind down certain paths he was eager to explore.<br/><br/>If he was worried about that instinct leading him wrong, and he wasn’t, the way that Brooke rose from the table and headed for the counter, and especially her words, blew that all away.  Watching her move with his lust filled eyes, Parker knew he was growing hard beneath the table, and from experience knew he’d have little chance of hiding it once he stood, had he been inclined to (which he wasn’t).  Pushing back from the table, Parker found himself all done with eating as well, or at least the food portion of it.<br/><br/>Walking towards Brooke, he took his time to drink her in.  Parker was glad she had not changed, the cut off jeans showing plenty of her long toned legs, and her top displayed her impressive curves in all the best ways.  Age difference or not, and he would have been eager to admit it added another sexy element, there was a lot of sensual erotic energy cascading off of Brooke, and he was fervent in his desire to satisfy it.  “I think I would hate that too, Brooke.” Parker smiled wolfishly, walking closer and closer still, only stopping when there was just an inch of space before he would be pressing her lush frame against her counter.  “Do you know any place a guy can get good and wet?  I am not sure I want to wait any longer at all.”  Parker asked, glancing down at Brooke lips, his hand slowly reaching out to land at her waist, seemingly seconds from pulling her against him.