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She does and she bucks against her own hand. “Oh fuck,” she yells. Watching her please herself, while I jerk off is something we need to do again. “Fitz, oh shit, I’m so close.”
“Keep going baby. Fuck that pussy with your fingers, and push down on your clit,” I groan out, feeling my orgasm ready to rip through me.
“Oh God,” she yells and closes her legs, rubbing against her hand as her release takes over.
“Fuck yes,” I shout out when I find my own, pumping my cock until there is nothing left. I climb up her naked, shaking body and press my lips to hers. “Sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
She looks at me and shyly smiles. “I’ve wanted to do that since New York.”
I pull her down and lay on top of her. “I love when you talk like that,” I say, kissing her nose. “We have a lifetime to do everything you’ve ever wanted do, sexually or not.”
She runs her hand down my face and smiles at me. “I love you so much, Fitz.”
“I fucking love you too, Brooklyn.”
The next morning, we enjoy breakfast with Poppy and Nate before a car comes to take them to the airport. Brooklyn and I have both contacted realtors. I will meet with mine when I get back to New York, hers is coming today. She told her that she wants a fast sale and that for the right price, she will leave all the furniture. I liked the sound of that, less to pack.
“I know we have packing to do, but we should wait until the realtor gets here. So I’m thinking we should try a few songs together. I’ll record them and we can listen back. What do you think?” I ask, sitting in her backyard.
She takes a deep breath and tries to hide her smile. “Okay, let’s do it.”
For the next hour we sing song after song together and listening back it sounds fucking unbelievable. I’m so impressed with the sound we have together. I know that once we release one together she is going to sky rocket into stardom. I can see it in her smile and the way she looks when she sings that she loves this. It was probably not the route she thought she’d take in life, but she is destined for big things.
“Well baby, I can officially say that my girl is going to be huge.” She smiles and shakes her head. “They are going to love you, almost as much as I do.”
Before she can respond we hear the doorbell and go to let the realtor in. When Brooklyn opens the door the realtor’s brown eyes grow huge as she says, “Oh shit, you’re Fitz and you’re Brooklyn.”
I chuckle and wrap my arm around Brooklyn. “Yep, that’s us. So how about we get this house sold so my girl and I can head out of here.”
She goes through the whole house, taking photos and writing things down. We sit down and decide on a price and she says she will get it right up. She said she doesn’t expect it to be on the market long and since Brooklyn is willing to let the furniture go with it, she thinks she’ll get above asking.
We spend the next two days, packing everything up. She’s got a hell of a lot of boxes and I made sure to call my car service to see who they recommend to bring it all to New York. They gave me the name of one and I called to make sure they come before I leave. I’m not going to have her dealing with all this.
Brooklyn ordered food in and we sit on the couch eating. I look over at her and she smiles. “I wish you’d come with me when I leave tomorrow night.”
“I know, but I want to stop at my parent’s house and say goodbye. I mean they aren’t really in my life, but it will make me feel better,” she says, shrugging her shoulders.
“I get it. I’ll be back in New York in a week, so hopefully you’ll have finished everything up by then. We can start looking for a new place as soon as you get there,” I say, finishing off my pizza.
She puts down her plate and turns to face me. “Fitz, I know I haven’t really said it, but thank you.”
I dip my eyebrows in confusion and turn to face her. “For what?”
“For letting me discover who I really am. For believing in me, encouraging me and loving me. For giving me the life I never knew I wanted until I had it,” she says, leaning over and pressing her lips to mine.
She has no idea that I am the thankful one. She’s my world, my life, my everything. I didn’t realize just how much I was missing, until she walked into my life. When she smiled at me, everything changed and I’ve never been more grateful. It took a while to get here, but I wouldn’t change a thing. We both had a lot of growing to do. Damn, I’ve changed more than I thought possible and it’s all because of her. My Brooklyn, the love of my life.
Two Years Later
Brooklyn
“Faith, come give Aunt Brooklyn kisses,” I say to my precious niece. Poppy and Nate have been parents now for a little over a year. Faith Hope, was born a healthy seven pounds three ounces and she’s been the most amazing gift. Poppy and Nate are remarkable parents and have flourished as a family. Nate asked Poppy to marry him, after she finally stopped puking, and they had a small, but beautiful wedding. It’s been such an incredible experience being a part of their lives.
Faith is the most spoiled little blonde haired, blue
eyed girl you’ve ever met. She doesn’t act it though, she is very well behaved and has been touring with the band since she was just a few months old. It’s a way of life for her and she just goes with the flow. She’s walking now and starting to say a few words and we all eat it up. Just like right now, while the band is on stage I am sitting in the after party room hanging out with her. That is until I make my surprise appearance on stage.
“Fifteen minutes, Brooklyn,” my manager, Kara says, poking her blonde head in the room.
