by Shaw Hart
Derek pushes me back more firmly against the door, holding me in place with his hips as he continues to devour me. He groans and I can feel the stiff erection in his jeans as he pushes against me. I moan, shifting against him, wanting him to hit that perfect spot between my legs. My dress rides up my thighs and I wrap one of my legs around his hip as my hands wrap around his neck and I tug him down to me.
Derek groans, dropping one hand down to my leg and gripping the knee before his hand starts to slide up my thigh. My hips rock against him, wanting to feel his fingers at that pulsing spot between my thighs. I’m so wet that my panties are sticking to me and a dull ache is starting to spread through my core.
Derek’s mouth pulls away from mine and he kisses a line down my throat, tugging my dress out of the way so he can reach more of me. I moan, my head falling back against the door and he brings his mouth back to mine. He tastes like mint and I moan as his tongue tangles with mine. His hands tug at my hair, and I know my braid is coming undone but I can’t bring myself to care. Not when Derek’s lips are molded so perfectly against mine.
BANG, BANG, BANG!
Derek and I jerk apart both of us out of breath and staring wide-eyed at the other.
“Are you two almost done? Some of us need to use the restroom!” Rachel calls out from the other side of the door.
I rush to straighten my clothes, pulling my braid apart and then quickly redoing it. I look up at Derek and I’m sure my face is flushed and my lips are still swollen. Derek still looks stunned but he reaches past me and opens the door, his hand gripping my waist and leading me out past his sister. I get that we have to act like a couple in front of his family but there was no one in that bathroom but the two of us.
So why did Derek kiss me like that?
Chapter Six
Derek
What the heck was that?
My hand tightens on Annie’s hip as I lead her down the hallway and back into the living room. I can’t stop replaying that kiss. I don’t know what came over me. One minute I was trying to comfort her and the next thing I knew I was pushing her back against the door and claiming her mouth. It was like my brain short-circuited as soon as my lips touched hers and I was powerless to do anything but kiss her. Lust courses through me and my cock hardens in my jeans as I remember how Annie had responded. Her fingers tangling in my short hair and her leg wrapping around me.
She was just as turned on as I was in that bathroom. My lips are still tingling as we walk out to sit down in the living room. My Mom has set up some snack food and I make Annie and I a plate before I join her on the couch. She’s talking to my Aunt Ruby but she smiles at me when I sit down next to her and offer her some food from the plate.
We spend the next few hours chatting with my family and acting like the perfect couple. Annie stays by my side, her arm wrapped around me or resting on my thigh. I can feel our relationship changing already and surprisingly, that doesn’t scare me. I like Annie touching me. I like seeing her happy and comfortable with my family.
I smile as I watch Annie play on the living room floor with my nephew. She shakes one of his rattles at him and he lets out his high-pitched giggle. She laughs with him, rolling him onto his back and blowing raspberries onto his stomach. I grin as they continue to play, looking up to see my Mom watching me with a knowing look on her face.
The front door opens and my dad walks in with my brother-in-law. They both work at the nearby hospital and had to work this morning. Everyone greets them and Annie and I both stand to give them a hug and say happy Thanksgiving. My dad hugs me, whispering it’s about time in my ear before he nods towards Annie.
“Dinner is ready!” my Mom calls out and I wrap my arm around Annie’s waist before we head her into the dining room.
I help Annie into her chair before I head over to the counter, pouring Annie a glass of wine, white because she hates red, and grab a glass of water for myself.
“Thank you,” she says with a smile when I pass her the wine glass.
I look up to see my whole family smiling at me like they’re proud of me. I sigh as I take my seat next to her and try to ignore them.
“Okay! Before we dig in, let’s go around the table and say what we’re thankful for. I’ll start,” my Mom says from where she sits at one end of the table. “I’m thankful that our whole family could be together today,” she says as she smiles at everyone around the table.
My sister goes next, saying that she’s thankful that everyone is here and healthy and for her baby boy, Sean. My brother in law, Aaron, says he’s thankful for his job and for his family. It goes like that around the table until we get to Annie and me.
“I’m thankful for my health and family and for having such good friends,” Annie says, smiling at me.
I’ve been trying to think of what I would say the entire time we were going around the table. I decided on something generic, like that everyone is healthy and here together but when it’s my turn and I open my mouth, all that comes out is, “I’m thankful I have Annie.”
Annie looks shocked as she sits next to me but everyone else at the table is eating this up. They all aww and I can feel the blush as it stains my cheeks.
“Alright, enough of that. Let’s eat!” My mom calls out.
We all pile our plates high with food and dig in. I watch as Annie eats and interacts with everyone and I realize that I’m smiling when she is. Seeing her happy makes me happy. I replay what she said a relationship was in the car and I want that. I can compromise with her, I can put her first, and I can make her happy. I just need to take the leap.
Annie elbows me when we finish dinner and my Mom starts picking up the dishes. She gives me a look, nodding her way before she hands me her plate with a smile and I try to hide my own smile as I help pick up the rest of the plates. I follow my Mom into the kitchen, knowing what’s coming. As soon as my hands are empty my Mom is wrapping me up in a hug. She squeezes me tightly and I sigh as I slip my arms around her.
“I’m so glad you finally made your move. The whole family knew you liked her once she lasted past two weeks. I knew as soon as I saw the two of you together. She’s your match. It’s so nice to finally see you happy. I was worried you were going to work yourself to death.”
“I was fine, Mom.”
“No, you weren’t. You were boring and miserable. You never smiled, all you did was work or think about work.”
I try to think back to before Annie but it’s hard.
“Have you told her you love her yet?” My Mom leans in to whisper.
“No, not yet.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?”
She doesn’t wait for an answer. I watch as she picks up the cupcakes and a bottle of wine, calling over her shoulder for me to grab the pies off of the counter. I’m still frozen though.
Should I tell Annie I love her?
I know that before today, I thought that it would be easy to pretend to be a couple for a day and then go back to normal but I already know that’s not going to be possible. We can’t go back to normal, not after that kiss and if I’m being honest, I don’t want to go back to the way things were. I like having her next to me, being able to touch her whenever I want to and having her there to laugh and joke with.
My Mom was right. Annie does make me happy. She has since she first came into my office. I was bored and annoyed by everything before I met her, taking everything so seriously, but she makes it better. She makes me lighter. My life was black and white before her but she adds color. I was too afraid of losing her before but after everything that’s happened today, I think that she feels the same way I do. I just need to man up and make a move.
With that decided, I grab the pies off of the counter and head back into the dining room. Now I just need to figure out how exactly I’m going to tell Annie I don’t want her to be my fake girlfriend anymore.
I want it to be real.
Chapter Seven
Annie
Derek is quiet on th
e way home and I just assume it’s from the busy day. I’m a little tired too but I think that’s more from the emotional stress from the day. It was exhausting fighting my body's reaction to Derek all day. For the millionth time, our kiss flashes through my mind. I’ve been replaying what happened in that bathroom all afternoon. Then, he said that he was thankful for me at dinner.
I’m still not sure how to feel about that. It had shocked me and I thought he just said it for his family but then he had looked at me and he seemed almost… surprised that he had said it himself. It felt like more than just a ploy for his family. It felt like he meant it.
Derek pulls up outside my apartment building and I unbuckle my seatbelt.
“I’ll walk you up,” Derek says as he hops out on his side.
He comes around and helps me out of the car but he doesn’t let my hand go once I’m out. He walks me to the front door and I dig in my bag for my keys. I unlock the door and Derek follows me inside and onto the elevator. His hand finds mine as the elevator doors close and I smile up at him as we ride to my floor. There’s a thick sexual fog surrounding us as we ride up and I can feel my panties growing damp as we stand in silence. My nipples pebble inside my dress as Derek runs his finger back and forth over the back of my hand.
Derek shifts next to me and my own breath catches as the doors finally slide open. I rush out of the elevator and over to my apartment door, anxious to get inside before I throw myself at Derek and everything turns awkward. I’ve got the key in the door when Derek stops me.
“Annie. Wait…”
I suck in a deep breath, looking over my shoulder at him. He’s got a weird look on his face like he’s conflicted about something and I turn around to face him fully.
“You okay?” I ask when I see the nerves in his eyes.
He nods, taking a deep breath before his hands come up to cup my face. I watch as he leans in, licking his lips before his mouth finally lands on mine. Derek leans me back against the door as his mouth continues to move over mine. I whimper, wrapping my arms around his neck and tugging him down closer to me. I nibble on his bottom lip and he sighs, giving me the opening that I want.
I slip my tongue into his mouth, seeking out his and groaning as I taste him. Derek moans and steps into me further, pressing me back against the door. My hand reaches out, blindly grasping for the doorknob and I twist it. Derek and I tumble back into the apartment and I laugh as we trip over each other.
Derek licks his lips as he kicks the door closed and reaches his hands out for me. I go to him willingly and his lips land on mine once again. Derek’s hands slide down my body, gripping my hips and lifting me into his arms. I jump up, helping him as I wrap my legs around his waist. Derek’s hands grip my ass, his fingers digging in and I wiggle against him, rubbing myself on his hard bulge.
Derek pulls his mouth away and I let out a whine, wanting his lips back on mine.
“Which way to your room?” He growls.
I point over my shoulder and Derek starts walking in that direction. I kiss and lick my way down his neck as he carries me into my bedroom. I bite down on his shoulder and he laughs, slapping me on the ass. I laugh as he drops me back on my bed but the laugh cuts off when he reaches up and tears my dress right down the middle. I glare up at him and he smirks down at me.
“I’ll buy you a new one,” he promises as he slips his sweater off.
His hands go to his jeans and I push them out of the way, undoing the button and lowering the zipper before I reach inside and pull him out. We both groan as I fist him and slowly stroke up and down his length. I’ve never given a hand job before but judging by Derek’s reaction, my lack of experience isn’t a problem.
He lets out a moan and I see a drop of liquid form on the ruddy tip. I look up at him and see his head is thrown back, his eyes closed in pleasure. I lick my lips, opening my mouth wide so that I can take him inside. My lips close around him and I use my tongue to lick and suck up and down his length.
“Oh, fuck!” Derek shouts, his hands tangling in my hair.
I hollow out my cheeks, sucking around him and Derek growls above me. I use my hand to stroke the part that I can’t fit in my mouth as I continue to bob my head along him. I squeeze the base of his cock, my tongue finding the vein on the underside of his erection and tracing it.
“Annie, Annie, fuck!” he sounds almost feral and I look up at him through my eyelashes as I blow him.
His teeth are bared and the veins in his neck are standing out as his chest heaves with his breaths. His fingers dig into my hair and he tugs until his cock pops out of my mouth. My lips feel swollen and I lick them as I look up at Derek. He growls at the sight before he pushes back on my shoulders until I’m lying flat on the bed. He comes down over me, caging me in with his arms as he hovers over me.
His lips land on my breasts, right above the lace of my bra and I moan and arch into him. His deft fingers slip under me and unhook the clasp of my bra. I help him tug it off and my hands cradle the back of his head as his lips latch onto one of my nipples. My fingers dig into his shoulders as his teeth scrape over the sensitive peak. He laves it with his tongue before he moves onto the other one.
I can feel my panties growing damper as Derek continues to play with my nipples. I can feel his erection rubbing against me and it only heightens my need.
“Derek… please,” I beg, needing more.
His hands trail down over my stomach and he grips my panties, twisting the fabric until it tears away. His lips trail over my stomach as his hands grip my hips and he pins me to the bed. He pushes his way between my thighs and I reach down, trying to grasp at the short strands of his hair as he buries his face in my soft folds. He licks my clit before he dips lower, tongue fucking me as I writhe beneath him.
My legs begin to shake, tensing around his head as I start to come. I moan Derek’s name as I come all over his mouth. He gives me one last lick before he kneels between my thighs and thrusts into me in one stroke, as my orgasm still rushes through me. The pleasure and pain mix and my nails dig into his shoulders as he seats himself fully inside of me.
Derek growls above me, saying something about how tight I am but I’m lost in my own pleasure as he starts to move inside of me. His strokes are rough, his hips pulling back before he slams into me again and again. I moan, biting down on my bottom lip as I feel another orgasm starting to build. Derek tenses above me, his blue eyes so dark with lust they almost look black.
His hand moves lower, gripping my thigh as he balances on the other and starts to pound into me. He hits my clit with every stroke and it doesn’t take long before I’m falling over the edge again. Derek stutters, his pace faltering as he finds his own release, calling out my name as he holds himself still deep inside of me.
Derek rolls to the side, draping my thigh over his hips so that we can stay connected. His hand grips my hip, holding me to him as we both stare at each other and try to catch our breaths. This is it. The big make or break moment. Is Derek going to say that this is a mistake or admit that he feels something for me?
“I want to do that again.”
I smile as I let him roll me under him once more.
Chapter Eight
Derek
I’m awake early the next morning, wrapped around Annie. Last night was the best night of my life. Making love to her and then getting to hold her in my arms all night. She’s still sound asleep, her brown hair in disarray around her head and I smile down at her as I push some of it out of her eyes.
I didn’t come right out and say it last night but I hope that she knows that I like her. I replay what she said yesterday in the car, about how relationships are about compromising and putting the other first and I get an idea. As quietly as I can, I slip out of bed and tug my clothes on. I kick the remains of her tattered dress out of the way, remembering how I promised to buy her a new one.
I grab my shoes before I slip quietly out of her apartment and head downstairs. I run a couple of blocks over to this
bakery I know Annie likes and get all of her favorites. I’m hoping we can talk about us over breakfast and then maybe she’ll let me back between her legs. There’s no work today so we could spend the whole weekend wrapped up with each other in bed.
I walk the few blocks back to Annie’s place, juggling the box of pastries so that I can pull open her door. Except… it won’t open. I remember her having to unlock the building door last night and I look around until I find the intercom. I hit her button, waiting a minute before I hit it again. The intercom crackles and Annie’s sleepy voice comes through the speaker.
“Hello?”
“Annie, I got locked out. Buzz me in.”
“Where did you go?”
“I got you breakfast. Now, buzz me in,” I say, smiling at an old couple who walks past me.
“What are you wearing?” Annie asks and I can hear the laugh in her voice.
I look over my shoulder to see the dirty look the older couple is giving me and I have to bite back my own laugh. God, I love her.
“Let me in and find out.”
The door buzzes and I jerk it open, jogging to the elevator and hitting the button for her floor. I ride it up impatiently and step off to see Annie sticking her head out the door. She’s got a big smile on her face and I can feel one of my own stretching across my face. I walk up to her, leaning against the door frame.
“You think you’re funny?”
“I mean, yeah,” she says, laughing.
“I got some pretty dirty looks for that last comment,” I say, making her laugh louder.
She opens the door wide for me and I follow her into the kitchen, setting the box on the counter. She grabs it immediately and opens it, grabbing a blueberry muffin and biting into the fresh-baked goodness.
“Look at you, going out to get breakfast. Why, if I didn’t know better, I’d think that we were dating.”
