by Lacey Silks
Derek swam up and took me into his arms. His delicate whisper from behind me was like an invitation. “The fishermen are finally gone, Annabelle.”
He turned me around to face him. I knew that lustful look in his eyes too well. “And what are you going to do about it?”
Without another word, Derek seized my mouth. Kissing him, I silently promised myself not to let him go. His hands roamed my body, skimming over my wet skin. He then lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him. The heat of his warm chest against mine was a contrast to my cold back pressed against the rock’s surface. When he opened his eyes and looked at me in that adorable way that weakened my knees, I pressed myself harder against him, forcing his mouth open with my tongue, demanding a fiercer kiss.
He massaged my ass with his fingers, slowly digging in. Derek took his time to explore my mouth with his tongue, swiping my lips every so often, biting gently. I sighed into him with pleasure, raking my fingers through his hair. We were still in water up to Derek’s knees, but this time with full access to the most arousing parts of each other’s bodies. I lowered my legs off his waist, dipping my feet back in water, instantly grinding my pelvis against him, feeling his length push into my belly.
I couldn’t get enough of him. The pure strength of Derek’s body, as he pressed into me against that rock, thrilled me. I could feel and hear the beating of his heart in my own chest. Its calm rhythm took me out of my world, right into his. When he slightly pulled away, a soft click resonated in my ears and the front of my bra snapped open. I smiled against his mouth, thinking how not many men would distinguish between a bra that clasps at the front and one that does in the back. But Derek didn’t hesitate opening the fabric to the sides, letting my breasts spill out. Feeling his bare chest against mine, I moaned desperation into him as he twitched against my tummy in response.
He let go of my mouth, staring into my eyes. His were so deep and mysterious; a reflection of stray clouds skimmed across their centers. The hunger and yearning twinkled as he looked at me from above.
“I want you so much, Annabelle.” His throaty voice was thick with lust. “Every morning, afternoon, and night.”
His lips latched on to my neck and traced up my jaw.
“Then take me, please,” I begged. I couldn’t imagine not having him now. He was my escape and distraction at the same time. He was the hope I hadn’t had in over a year. If I could only forget about my problems and the troubles that waited for me in San Francisco for a few minutes while in Derek’s arms, it would all be worth it.
I slid my hands down to his shoulders and over his bulging arms, feeling the firm muscles harden. I adored his strength and his masculinity. It made me feel more like a woman. Whatever training Derek has had in the military had definitely paid off. I smoothed my fingers over the stars on his inked arm. The manly sexiness and bravery displayed there forced me to admire the design whenever Derek removed his shirt.
Derek pressed his lips to mine for a tender kiss, trailing them downward. His two-day stubble grazed over my jaw line, and his soft lips followed to soothe the scratch over my neck. I lifted my chin and cocked my head to the side, allowing his mouth to venture lower. His hands wandered down from my shoulders, over my arms, and to my hips just as his mouth found my aching nipples. The sweet expectation of his warm tongue on my tender flesh was beyond thrilling. I’d never had anyone’s mouth on me that way. I’d never had nor wanted anyone to kiss me and touch me all over as much as I’d wanted Derek to. He swirled his tongue around the nipple, teasing it and flicking gently, sending those wonderful tingles to the center of my core. When his lips closed around it, I thought I’d explode. My nipple sprang back each time his mouth let it go.
“Harder,” I whispered. My voice was not my own, getting trapped in the rocky nook along with us. I couldn’t believe I’d just asked him to do that, either, but I didn’t even get a chance to think about my request as Derek tightened the hold between his lips so expertly. Without using teeth, he put more pressure on the delicate nub. The delicious pinch zapped through my entire body. I loved when he played with my breasts this way, and I was sure that after having done this to me over a dozen times the past few nights, Derek knew exactly what turned me on. My hands lowered to his boxer-briefs and slid into his underwear, grasping his hot and firm flesh.
His hips flew forward all on their own as Derek splayed his hands on the face of the rock, right at the sides of my head, encasing me. His forehead rested against mine. The pleasure in his eyes made me so happy, I couldn’t help but smile.
“I never expected you to be so forward, Annabelle,” he said. “You’re finally coming out of your shell.”
“Then I guess you don’t know me well enough.”
“After today, I’ll make sure I know every single inch of you. I’m going to kiss you and lick you. I will touch you and fondle you until your curves are engraved in my memory. Then I’m going to take you from every side and every angle so I don’t miss the joy that will shine on your face. And I’ll watch you come for me, over and over again.”
And I prayed he would fulfill every word of his promise. I could probably come right now if he’d only asked, but having him complete the tasks he’d just described was a much better idea.
I stroked him, watching his mouth part slightly and face twist with delight each time my wrist moved up and down. And it excited me even more, knowing I could do that to him. Dampness seeped from between my legs as Derek gently removed my hand and lowered himself to pull the lace down to my knees, taking a long inhale as his nose trailed between my breasts, down my belly, and over the most sensitive area on my body.
My cheeks, followed by my entire body heated with pure lust. As shy as I’d felt when Derek’s face was so close to my most intimate parts, I wanted him even closer.
On the way back up, he kissed along my thigh, belly and between the valley of my breasts until his lips once again reached mine. Their heat and passion was off the skillet. The way his tongue manipulated my mouth to open wider and give in to him more and more had my head spinning.
I parted my legs slightly, getting ready and welcoming him to take me. Derek’s gaze skidded toward the shore.
“Thank God the fishermen aren’t here, because I don’t think I could stop.”
“Yeah, I’ve been wondering when they’d find a new fishing spot.” I laughed.
“So you’ve had me on your mind each time we swam here?” He gently nipped my lip.
“And you haven’t.”
“I have you on my mind every minute of every hour of every day.” He lowered his mouth to my ear, whispering. “There’s not a second that I don’t want you. I think about you tightening around my cock with each breath, and it takes every last ounce of energy I have to restrain myself from taking you when you look at me.”
Wow! Derek’s words gave me a rush as if I’d taken a magical aphrodisiac. I cupped his face, saying, “Take me now.” Lifting my leg up onto a rock beside me, I spread myself for him.
Derek lowered his body to meet mine, stepped forward and grazed himself over my delicate flesh. Ready and desperate to take him, I felt him prod my opening, dipping inside me, teasing me.
“Patience, Annabelle. I promise you won’t forget this.”
And with that, he slowly slid inside me. I gasped at the first entry, feeling the fullness of him stretch me. This happened each time we’d made love. It was as if every single time he’d entered me, it was our first experience together all over again.
“So, amazing....” He snuggled his head into my neck, breathing me in.
Derek gently pulled out before going in further this time, filling me from wall to wall. My body adjusted to his width and length in no time. He held me tight against him, and I found a need to grind myself on his front. He guided my hips back and forth until I felt at ease with the pace. Derek kissed me tenderly, sucking on my lips, returning back to my neck and my shoulder, grazing his teeth over my skin as he picked up the momentum.
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br /> The breeze above us ruffled the leaves. A wisp of wind sneaked between the rocks, cooling my skin, reminding me how exposed I was out here, yet encased in Derek’s arms, it didn’t feel that way.
Having him inside me, connected, felt unbelievable. It was better than chocolate, or ice cream, or any pie I’d had. This deep feeling of pure lust and desire and a need to push myself harder and faster grew as the tempo of our rocking bodies quickened. I wanted to give my entire body to him, and trusted him to do to me as he pleased because each time he had, my faith in him grew.
My head lolled back. Derek’s hips swirled a bit, hitting a deep point inside me. The swell in my core was excruciating. It began as a sensation of swarming bees in my tummy, turning into tingles between my legs, growing with each thrust. My eyes flew open as I breathed into his neck, pressing harder into him. “Oh my God! Derek, Oh Derek. Oh fuck! Yes!”
He squeezed my ass, his fingers so close to the center. I rubbed against him and tightened my arms around his neck to hold on. There was nothing in the world that could have felt this wonderful and relaxing and excruciatingly sweet at the same time as I found my beautiful release. My legs shook, sending vibrations through my entire body, out my fingers and curled toes. The orgasm reduced my legs to jelly as I struggled to stand.
And just as the bliss left me, I felt him still and dig his fingers into my flesh.
“Annabelle...,” he whispered as his warmth filled me. He slowly pulled out, kissed my forehead, cheeks, and lips. “My little, Annabelle.”
The smell of our bodies and sex wafted around as I finally found the strength to look him in the eyes.
“You have the face of an angel and the mouth of a sailor. Where did that come from?”
I tried to remember what I’d said. I think I swore! “I... I’m sorry. I don’t know. It’s just that when I get very emotional like that, I can’t control my mouth.”
“I don’t want you to control your mouth, nor apologize—ever.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “You’re so beautiful and soft and raw. I love hearing what you feel when you come. Even when you swear.”
“That was unbelievable.” I lowered my leg, only now aware we were still in the lake, hidden between the rocks. The world came back in focus as the reality of what just happened between us hit me. Each time we’d made love, the guilt grew. I didn’t want to deceive Derek any longer. I had no right to keep so many secrets from him. I wasn’t sure how, but I had to find a way to tell him the entire truth. But when he looked at me from above with those eagle eyes of his, easing my anxiety, my thoughts evaporated. Just one gaze soothed my aches and troubles.
His stomach rumbled.
“We should get going. You’re hungry.” I pulled up my panties and bra.
“Then let’s go.”
Derek led me around the rocks back to the shore. Neither one of us bothered putting our clothes on. Given that he came here often, Derek had spare towels in his truck, which he spread over the seats. The road we’d take would lead us straight to his house, and no one could see us. And once there, I was certain that our day of entertaining each other had just begun.
CHAPTER 15
Annabelle
My mom would be coming home in just over a week, right after I returned from my exam. In fact, this afternoon I was supposed to go to the hospital on my own to bring her a few more sets of fresh clothes. Eric had to work and was picking up Emma, whom I still had to meet, from the airport. She’s been working on a big case and had been traveling the past month. Missy couldn’t stop gushing over her and neither could my brother. From the way they each spoke about her, it was as if that girl could perform miracles, and I couldn’t wait to finally meet her, but with my exam only five days away, I was afraid we wouldn’t have enough time to get to know each other.
My dad was feeling better as well. Unfortunately, the blood circulation in his right leg never returned, and they were forced to amputate it three days ago. And this morning I’d spent an hour on the phone with Eric, arguing with him about my trip next week to San Francisco. He insisted that I wouldn’t drive; instead, since Emma had a case in the city, we could both fly there on Sunday, and we’d be back home by the weekend after. My stomach turned the moment he mentioned an airplane. I’d never flown before, and while both Eric and Emma assured me of its safety, I knew I’d need to have a couple of good vodka shots before I stepped on board. I wasn’t a big drinker, but I hoped the liquor could knock me off my feet a bit the way it had at my friend’s birthday party one year—that, of course, was before I’d met Rick.
To make things worse, the pig buyer had rescheduled the pickup date yet again, and while Derek was trying to find a way to still come with me to San Francisco, it looked like Blake would possibly take his spot.
Today, I headed to town to meet with Dr. Marvey. He wanted to show me around the clinic. I was pretty sure that he was trying to persuade me to work for him, and I was as excited about potentially being hired as he was to hire me. While he’d already offered me the job, I wanted to wait until I got my certificate and I was officially a nurse. For now, while Derek worked on my parents’ house, I was willing to look through the files in Dr. Marvey’s back office and observe him with the patients.
As I flipped the pages, reading over the notes from this morning’s appointments, the front bell rang and a new patient walked through the door. Since Dr. Marvey was in a room with another patient, I knew they’d need to wait for a few more minutes before he could see them. Beyond the wall where I sat at a desk I heard two women greet each other, but I didn’t pay much attention until Derek’s name caught my ear. And of course it was the town’s biggest slut and gossiper, Claire, who had to bring him up. She’d dated Eric once, and I was pretty sure she cheated on him as well.
“So, how is the progress with Derek?” Claire asked.
I desperately wanted to peek from behind the wall to see who she spoke to.
“Oh, he’s not interested,” the woman replied.
I couldn’t help but smile.
“You gotta make them interested. He comes over when you need him, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, but Claire, I can’t just jump on him the way you’d have. He was Brad’s friend. I have so much respect for him. Besides, he’s with Annabelle. I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”
I realized the other woman was Caroline, Derek’s friend.
“Please, that little Waters whore. The rumor is that she has someone in San Francisco and is leading Derek on. You’d be doing him a favor.”
There were rumors about me?
“Claire, watch your mouth.”
“What’s a whore Mahmah?” I heard a little boy ask.
How could she say that in front of a child? I felt rage boil over inside me and stepped out from behind the wall. “Hi, Peter.” I waved to the little boy. Living in a town as small as ours, everyone knew each other. Caroline’s mouth dropped open and Claire shifted uncomfortably.
“Hi, Annabelle. Do you know what a whurre is?” he asked. I prayed that after a while he’d forget how to correctly pronounce the word.
“Sure thing. She’s sitting beside your mommy.” I smiled kindly.
“Annabelle, I’m so sorry.” Caroline’s face turned crimson.
“It’s all right, Caroline. For what it’s worth, I’m glad Derek has honorable friends like you instead of other people I know. You keep this up, Claire, and my brother won’t be the only one keeping his distance from you. Are you here for a physical? Should I ask Dr. Marvey for a Lindane shampoo prescription to fight crabs?”
The chair nearly fell to the ground when Claire stood up. Caroline’s gaze flew from me to the town’s biggest bitch.
“How rude! I’ll have you reported to... well, you just better watch it, Annabelle Waters. I think I better leave. I’ll reschedule my appointment with Dr. Marvey.” She headed for the front door, leaving.
I lifted my head with pride, “It was nice seeing you too, Claire. I’ll make sure to tell my brot
her you needed another visit at the doctor’s to check for STDs.”
While this was a complete bluff, because in truth I would never disclose any patient information, I knew I’d hit her where it hurt. And I bet she deserved it.
“Annabelle, really. I... please accept my apologies.”
“You have nothing to be sorry about, Caroline. Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Peter’s finger is swollen. I’m not sure where he stuck it, but I think he’s getting an infection.”
I crouched to the floor. “Peter, will you let me look at your finger, sweetie?”
“It huwts.”
I took his little hand into mine. The swelling wasn’t too bad, and though it probably wouldn’t take long, I was pretty sure that the infection hadn’t yet set in.
“Were you playing with wood, Peter?”
He nodded.
“Look, there’s a little splinter just underneath your nail. Did you want to bring the splinter home?”
Peter giggled. “Nowh.”
“Hhmm, I think it tried to sneak underneath your nail because it wanted to see your bedroom. I bet you have a cool bedroom.”
“I dooh.”
“Well, we can either wait for Dr. Marvey to get it out, or you can let me.” I looked toward Caroline. “But I don’t have my papers yet.”
“I want youh to do it.” Peter pointed to me with his free hand.
“Did you really deliver Liz’s baby?” Caroline asked.
“Yeah.”
“Then I think you can handle a splinter.”
From my side glance, I noticed Dr. Marvey looking over. He nodded, and I took Peter to the back room where after cleaning the area, I removed the splinter from underneath his nail without him even squirming. Minutes later, Peter was jumping up and down with a lollipop in his mouth.
“Thank you for being such a good friend to Derek,” I whispered to Caroline before she left.
