“Are you shy now?”
His magnetic voice is breathy, as if he’s having a hard time speaking.
I nod then shake my head.
He chuckles.
I’m still unable to make up my mind when he encircles me in his arms, peppering kisses along my collarbones. His mouth travels down my belly as his hands find their home on my breasts, kneading them fervidly. I swallow a moan in my throat, only for it to escape like a shriek.
“God, you’re so sexy,” he whispers sensuously, lifting my leg. He plants small kisses on my thigh that send streams of titillation up through my center, making my entire body contract. When our gazes lock again, he looks at me calculatedly and flirtatiously. Slowly, he leans in and devours my lips like a hungry beast. I lick his bottom lip and suck his tongue, my mind letting go of rationality.
He tastes sweet and minty.
Floating on a pool of pure pleasure, I place a hand on his nape, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. His mouth is soft, and the tenderness of his approach is driving me insane. With my free hand, I caress his arousal, feeling him tense with my touch.
Pulling away, he shoots me a dirty look while parting my legs wider. I struggle against the sheets with my cheeks growing hotter while he studies my wet entrance with darkened eyes. He reaches out and slips his long middle finger into my mouth. Before I can react, he takes it out and slides it inside my pussy.
I yelp in surprise, but when he slides his finger in and out, I whimper, feeling my insides quiver and convulse. My hands grasp the sheets while my hips rotate to match his rhythm. He takes it out of my pussy and places it in his mouth, sucking off my juices.
“Hmm… sweet.”
I’m burning hot.
“Derik…”
“Hmm?”
“I-I…please don’t make me wait any longer,” I whisper shamelessly.
He cups my ass with both hands, slightly lifting me off the bed as he slowly runs his tongue along my center. I gasp in ecstasy with my toes curled.
“I didn’t hear that,” he murmurs in a low, vibrating hum against my clit.
“Oh, please. Just fuck me, please!” I breathe desperately, unable to find the words to express my need. Hearing this, Derik looks up at me, a glimmer of excitement flashing in his gray eyes.
He positions himself at my entrance and forces himself inside me in a single thrust.
“Fuck! You’re so big!” I shriek.
“Why…thank you.”
He lifts my butt and adjusts himself inside me. Closing my eyes, I breathe deeply to relax, waiting for the pain to subside, accommodating his length and proud thickness. Tearfully, I dig my nails into his back, hoping to make him realize how painful it is. He’s so big, I feel like he might tear me in two.
“Jesus, Natalie!” he groans as he unsheathes himself from me, slathered in my juices.
I sense surprise and thrill in his voice.
“Shut up.”
Derik chuckles heartily as he plants another kiss on my temple. He gently reenters, moving slowly and shallowly at first then picking up pace, pounding me harder, deeper, and faster. My moans are muffled against his mouth as I lock my legs around his waist.
I’m losing my mind with the overpowering pleasure engulfing my entire being. I feel like I’m floating on air mixed with the smell of sweat and lust. The sound of panting and the slapping of skin echoes in my ears as our bodies join, slamming together repeatedly. As I near my climax, I feel Derik growing inside me, and his pace hastens.
“Ohh…” he grunts. “Ohh…ohh…ohh…”
I reach down and rub my clit for additional stimulation, guttural moans escaping my throat when he bites my collarbone. Derik rotates his hips as I met his every thrust, hitting all the right places, drawing out my orgasm. My eyes flutter and my muscles tighten and quiver violently with the sensations as sparks go off in my vision. My toes curl up and my back arches as I let out a scream of pleasure, receiving his one last, deep thrust, pushing me far over the edge into some exhilarating state I’ve never before experienced.
“Ohhh…” we moan simultaneously.
We came together.
And somehow, it feels like we’re one.
Derik claims me one more time before collapsing at my side. He plants a kiss on my forehead and holds me in his arms, inhaling my sweaty aroma. Just like the first night, we bathe in comfortable silence until our breathing slows.
“Welcome back,” I murmur wearily, completely spent.
“I’m home,” he hums.
My mouth curls contentedly as I feel his lips brush against my shoulder.
He’s home.
Chapter 14
DERIK
W atching Natalie sleeping serenely at my side makes my heart swell. This
