If Parker thought he was getting what he wanted before, this new corner of desire that Brooke turned showed him clearly just how much more he could look forward to.  Dipping his face back down to her soaking petals, Parker attacked them once more, his lips and tongue intent on pushing her over that edge hard, again and again, until she could not take any more.  Indeed, even as she spoke up about not being able to tell him to stop, Parker pressed harder through his smile, sucking her pearl between his lips and ravaging it with his tongue.<br/><br/>Pistoning his fingers between her tight walls in perfect time with each swirl of his tongue, for just a second Parker wondered how Payton would have reacted to this.  Would she have been as deliciously vocal? Would she have ground her hips so wantonly?  Would she have known what she wanted the way that Brooke clearly did?  He doubted it very much, and thus it was so very easy to push the younger blonde from his mind as he concentrated on making the older cum for him once more.<br/><br/>Feeling her burst once again, Parker made sure that nothing went to waste, leaving Brooke’s quivering sex cleaned but no less wet than before as he finally peeled himself away and stood.  Looking down at where she sprawled across her kitchen counter, Parker grinned at her heaving chest and flushed skin as he began unbuttoning his shirt, working his way down to where the front of his pants bulged with desire for her.  “I lied.”  He smirked, his mouth reddened and still wet from Brooke’s eager, rolling hips.  “I don’t think I can wait anymore to have you, Brooke.  So if you want to move somewhere more comfortable, this is your chance.  Otherwise, I am going to fuck you right here and right now.”