Xander & Brooke's Bedroom Secrets

Brazzers

Xander Corvus, Brooke Beretta Pic(s)

The heavy oak door to Xander and Brooke’s private sanctuary clicked shut, sealing them away from the world’s prying eyes. Moonlight, pale and silvery, streamed through the tall windows, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the still air like forgotten secrets. Xander Corvus stood with his back against the door, his intense gaze fixed on Brooke, who was already moving toward the grand, four-poster bed. The room itself seemed to breathe with them, its shadows clinging to the velvet drapes and the spines of leather-bound books. Brooke Beretta let a slow, knowing smile grace her lips as she traced a finger along the bed’s ornate wooden post, her movements deliberate and hypnotic. She could feel the weight of his stare, a tangible heat that promised both confrontation and capitulation before the night was through. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?” Xander’s voice was a low rumble, barely more than a whisper, yet it filled the expansive room. Brooke turned to face him fully, the delicate silk of her robe whispering secrets of its own as it shifted against her skin. “I was counting on it,” she replied, her voice steady despite the frantic rhythm her heart had begun to beat against her ribs. In that charged silence, a decade of shared history and carefully guarded lies hung between them, waiting for one of them to make the first, irrevocable move. This was their dance, a dangerous and beautiful game where the only rule was that there were no rules left to break.