As if that light brushing if her lips against his was a burst in the dam, Parker felt all of his pent up sexual energy surging to the fore, the feeling almost dizzying as Brooke’s lush body melded against his.  Growling lightly in his throat, Parker pressed forward unthinkingly, meeting her advance and working her back the other way, forcing her pliable curves between his body and the unyielding counter behind her.<br/><br/>Deepening their kiss as he moved, Parker was firmly against stopping the kiss to speak, afraid that something would break the spell between them.   When Brooke’s body stopped, Parker continued to press, grinding against her in eagerness, the hard planes of his body, particularly below the waist, moving against her with clear intent.  Sliding the hand at her waist higher, Parker’s hand moved slightly beneath her top, the feel of her skin under his hands electric.<br/><br/>All the times in her apartment, Parker had never dreamed of this, but in the moment it felt so very right, and he could have said with great certainty that there was nothing he wanted more.  Parting his lips, Parker’s tongue sought the seam of Brooke’s lips, dancing along their fullness before demanding entry.  As their tongues danced, it finally became too much and Parker had to pull back for a breath, his lust filled eyes opening at last to look at hers.<br/><br/>“Wow.”  He said simply, a grin dancing at the corners of his mouth as he gauged her reaction.