As I was still casually poking around, exhaustion over the night's ordeal finally set in. While I thought about curling up on Derek's bed, awaiting his return, I decided against it. The delicious possibilities that it might lead to when Derek got home were almost too powerful to resist. But as much as my body wantonly craved his touch, I could not work up the courage to be so bold.
I plodded back to the guest room that I had spotted earlier. Rummaging through the mostly empty dresser drawers, I finally found a t-shirt. It looked like it could be an old favorite of Derek's; it was the right size and smelled of his scent. I removed the scratchy cape from my body and slipped into the large t-shirt that hung to my knees before climbing into the four-poster bed.
Snuggling deep into the luxurious satin sheets, I was drifting in and out of sleep, but forever dreaming of Derek. I must have fully dozed off at some point. I sighed sleepily as I felt a hand stroke the side of my cheek. Derek was back. Just as I fought my way back to full awareness, I opened my eyes to see the faint crack of light disappear as the door to the room clicked firmly closed.
My pulse quickened. Derek had just been in the room, I was sure. I could still faintly smell his masculine scent lingering in the air. I would recognize it anywhere. Why didn't he wake me up? Why didn't I wake up sooner? I realized that I had been hoping to spend the night by Derek's side. And, I had hoped that Derek would want to be with me. Disappointment coursed through me. My body physically ached at the thought of being separated from his. I desperately yearned for his body to be near my own.
I imagined him watching me sleep and then leaning down to kiss my lips. My arms would wind around his neck, drawing him closer to me, not letting him retreat. Then I would… Oh hell. I beat the sheets with my fists. I couldn't get enough of that sexy man.
Just knowing that he was sleeping so close by… My imagination started running away with me. What was so wrong with going after what I wanted? I could tiptoe into his bedroom, maybe even slip into his bed unaware. Did he sleep nude? I envisioned wrapping my lips around his cock and sucking him until he lost all control. And then, I would demand payback.
The excitement of the fantasy started growing within me until I thought I would burst. I was normally such a safe and sensible girl. Did I dare do something so bold and uninhibited? What was the worst that could happen? A man like Derek wouldn't kick me out of bed. But what would he think of me? The sexual impulse was so overwhelming that I just didn't care anymore. I would swallow my pride, if that's what it took to have another chance to feel Derek's body so intimately connected with my own.
I slipped out of bed, my heart pounding with excitement. Poking my head outside the guest room door, I noted that all was dark and quiet. Slowly, I made my way to Derek's bedroom door. I paused at the entrance, nervous, but wildly excited. The doorknob turned easily in my hand. I crept silently into his room, my eyes still not adjusted to the dim light.
I heard the sound of running water at the same time I saw the light coming from under the door of the adjoining bathroom. Derek was in the shower. My first thought was to slide under his covers and wait for him. But I didn't want to wait. I tiptoed to the bathroom door and opened it slowly.
I could see Derek, standing under a blast of hot water, through the foggy glass doors of the large shower. The muscles in his back rippled as he reached up with both hands to rinse shampoo from his hair. I watched in fascination as rivulets of water and soap worked their way down his back to his tapered waist. My eyes wandered lower still to his magnificent ass - solid and firm with just the perfect amount of rounded flesh. My mouth watered just looking at his stunning physique and my hands itched to work the soapsuds all over his taut slippery skin.
I pulled off the borrowed t-shirt and approached the shower. Nothing could stop me now. My pussy throbbed with desire; my body ached with a need. The shower door made a slight scraping noise as I opened it. Derek turned, a look of surprise crossing his face. "Julia!" I paused for just the slightest moment until his slow lazy grin had my pussy tingling with a fevered anticipation.
Derek pulled me against his body before any niggling doubts could arise. My breasts were crushed against his strong body as I felt the stirring of his cock against my stomach. His finger slipped under my chin, tilting my head upwards to meet his descending mouth. The warm spray of water ran between our adjoined bodies as his arms wrapped around me, holding me close. My nipples contracted into tight nubs as they rubbed slowly against Derek's wet hard chest.
Derek's tongue worked into my mouth, possessing me with insistent exploration. A wet soapy hand slid inch by inch up my side. I moaned softly against Derek's mouth, wild with anticipation. Derek's exquisite lips left my own as his hands slipped between our bodies. I watched Derek's intent face as his hand drew slowly up my body and finally reached my breasts.
His hands left a soapy trail as they caressed my breasts with expertise. His palms glided over my taut nipples sending sparks of desire straight to my pussy. I arched my back slightly, reveling in the attention, as I watched Derek's eyelids grow hooded with intense desire. He lifted a breast with one hand, swiping my straining nipple with his thumb repeatedly.
With a sexy growl, Derek's head dipped lower. He left small kisses on my shoulders and neck before making his way down toward my up-turned breast. Derek's tongue swirled around my nipple before his lips closed around my breast and suckled. My hands had been mindlessly exploring the muscles of his smooth back, but now they were urging Derek on, pulling him tighter into my body.
My legs parted willingly for Derek's insistent thigh. As my pussy made contact with the rough skin of his thigh, I felt the need at my core growing uncontrollable. I rubbed my sex against his thigh, always needing more of him.
Derek's mouth moved to my other breast; but this time, he clamped his teeth firmly but gently around my hardened nipple. I gasped at the exotic combination of sensations. My legs felt as if they would give out when his tongue assaulted my trapped nipple by flicking wildly over it. The whimpers of desire escaping my lips weren't even recognizable as my own.
I threw my head back and let the sensations wash over me. While he was assaulting my breasts with glorious torture, his other hand had wandered down my back and was caressing my ass. My pussy was wedged against his thigh, but I wiggled back trying to meet his exploring fingers, wanting more than anything for those fingers to be touching my most secret places.
Derek released my breast from his mouth. "I'll never get enough of you, Julia. You are mine."
I stared into his smoldering eyes, not even caring if he was sincere at the moment. "Derek, please don't stop."
Derek grabbed a bar of soap off the shelf. When he had worked up a good lather, he replaced the soap and stared greedily down at my body. His gaze left a burning trail of desire all over my flesh. I waited impatiently until finally, he began to massage the slippery suds over my curves. His wickedly lascivious hands soaped every inch of skin from my shoulders down to my hips with a sensual touch, of course, paying special attention to my breasts.
As he worked lower, I rubbed my slickened skin over his body, loving the way my nipples felt grazing against his wet body. Eagerly, I waited for his teasing fingers to reach lower still. Finally, his hands found my ass. His hands squeezed my cheeks before I felt some soapy fingers dipping into my crack. I pushed my ass against his hand. I was almost single minded in my all-consuming need to be touched.
Derek shifted his thigh, changing his position to allow some better access. I felt his thick cock pressing against my belly as one hand slipped between my legs. His fingers felt for my pussy, one hand from in front and one from behind, at the same time. The feeling was intensely exquisite. It was as if a master musician played his instrument to perfection, eliciting beautiful music. Fingers stroked my moist slit and delved even deeper into my folds. Moaning, I begged. "More. I need more."
I felt one finger and then another plunge into my slippery hole. I thrashed against his penetrating fingers,
never getting enough. Fingers explored me, rubbing my inside walls and others stroking my clit, building the pressure within to unbearable heights.
Derek removed his wicked fingers and guided my body slightly in his arms. He turned me around, out of the direct spray of the water, and placed my back against the cool tile walls. I watched his arm muscles bulge as he hooked his hands around the back of my thighs and lifted me off the ground. My legs wrapped tightly around his waist while I held onto his shoulders for support.
Derek, eyes glazed with passion, stared hungrily into my eyes. "Is this what you want, princess?" The tip of his cock teased my pussy from below.
My answer was simple. "Yes."
His strong steady hands supported me as he lifted my hips and then impaled my center with one swift motion. I gasped in shock, hardly believing the sweet piercing jolt of pleasure that shot through me. My own juices already had me well lubricated, so that the sensation of Derek's cock filling me was breathtaking. I didn't have time to revel in the incredible feeling though, because Derek had lifted my hips and plunged deep into me again.
"Derek!" My fingernails were digging into his shoulders as he drove into me once more.
With each thrust, the pressure mounted. Every pump took me to closer to ecstasy until I felt I would shatter to pieces.
My legs squeezed tightly around Derek's waist as I felt an orgasm wash over and consume me. My inner muscles contracted wildly as Derek continued his pace, sliding me over his erection. Moaning with abandon, I was overwhelmed with a feeling of raw ecstasy when I suddenly felt Derek tense. With one final thrust, Derek drove into me and spilled his seed. I felt our bodies spasm in rhythm, one giving and one receiving in perfect harmony.
When the tremors slowly lessened, I slumped against Derek's body wrapping my arms around his neck. I clung to him silently for a few moments before he carefully placed me on my feet.
I stepped back under the hot spray of water, smiling to myself, feeling so sensual and so very satisfied.
***
Derek gazed at Julia, standing under the stream of water, looking like a goddess. He watched drops of water as they cascaded down the arch of her neck and onto her shoulder. He wanted to reach out and capture her, to pin her against him, afraid it was all an illusion.
She was a confident and beautiful woman, but she seemed so unsure of herself around him sometimes. She really had no idea how much power she had over him. One crook of her finger could bring him to his knees. And right now, Derek wouldn't mind dropping to his knees before her and showering her with a small taste of his affection.
Derek had been with plenty of other women before and had done unimaginably sexy things with them. But never had he felt so emotionally attached. Although he had sensed it in his gut, he had tried to avoid confronting these new feelings. Something was vastly different with Julia. Something that he had been running from, but also seeking his entire life.
Julia turned to face him, looking so wide-eyed and innocent. But Derek knew, she was far from innocent; she was a fiery and passionate woman.
"You know, princess. When you sneak up on a man, there are some consequences to be paid. Naughty girls always get punished."
Derek felt his cock tighten as his words took him back to the first time he had met Julia. He realized that her wide-eyed innocence had captured him from the start, when he had so playfully swatted her luscious ass as punishment for spying on him in the pool cabana. She had run off without quenching his raging desire, but she had intrigued him to no end.
Julia smiled sensuously, "Punished or do you mean rewarded?"
Derek's stomach clenched as he felt a tide of lust overtake him once again. "It’s a matter of perspective, I guess. But you still haven't paid your dues. And I always collect what's owed me."
He saw Julia's eyes widen with surprise as she surreptitiously glanced down at his stirring cock. Derek reached past her to switch off the water and then led her out of shower. Wrapping her in a white fluffy towel, he gently wiped the damp hair from her face. When her arms slithered around his neck, he scooped her off her feet and carried her out of the bathroom and to his bed.
He lay down on his side next to her encompassing her entire body in his and slowly traced a finger over her warm skin.
Slowly, Derek began unwrapping her towel. "I love making you orgasm. I love seeing the expression on your face while you come for me."
Julia flushed prettily at his words. Not wanting to wait any longer to satisfy his lusts, he climbed between her legs, positioning them over his shoulders. Julia lay on the bed, hair spilled across the pillow and breasts heaving slightly with excitement. Derek didn't delay any longer. He lifted her hips to meet his descending mouth, eager to taste her sweet juices.
He felt his cock thicken as he parted her pussy with his thumbs and dipped his tongue deep inside. Julia clutched at the bed sheets as his tongue circled her clit over and over before plunging into her juicy center. He watched her squirm with pleasure as he flicked her sensitive clit with his tongue before diving deep inside again.
As her soft moaning increased, he increased the intensity of his ministrations. Julia's head was thrashing against the pillow as he feasted at her pussy; pushing harder and faster against her with his tongue.
Derek felt his balls tightening with unreleased tension as Julia arched her back, thrusting her pussy firmly into his face. He sucked at her swollen clit, moving his tongue over and inside her faster and rougher. As Julia's motions grew more frantic, he poked a finger into her pussy and rubbed it around her walls. A strangled whimper escaped from her lips as he found her g-spot and teasingly massaged it.
Derek felt a flood of warm moisture in answer to his actions. His fingers swirled expertly through her sticky slit and rubbed endlessly at her swollen clit.
Julia's hips jerked in reaction. She let out a warbled squeal, "Oh god, Derek, I'm going to come again!"
Derek fingered her without mercy as he sucked on her clit lightly, flicking his tongue over her and deliberately applying more suction. He held tightly to her bucking hips as she let out a long moan as her muscles began to clench tightly and then spasm all around his fingers. Derek's cock pulsed with need as he greedily licked the sticky juices of her orgasm.
She looked like an angel to him lying breathless before him: eyes closed, tousled hair framing her face, and voluptuous breasts shaking with her panted breaths and flushed rosy with their lovemaking.
His voice came out gravelly. "I think you've been punished enough. For now."
Her answer came out so soft, he wasn't sure he heard her correctly. "Never enough."
At last, Julia opened her eyes and sat up smiling. Derek wanted to pull her into his embrace, but she surprised him and shoved him down onto his back. To his delight, she started reining feather light kisses all over his chest and down lower still. Derek tensed; hoping the exquisite torture would end with her luscious lips wrapped around his straining cock. He didn't have long to wait before his wish was granted. Julia's tongue laved his cock with attention. She sucked his shaft and worked the head of his cock until he could barely restrain himself from plunging it down her throat. His groans grew tormented as the pressure mounted to release his hot load. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
His hands tangled in her hair. "Julia, you have to stop. I want to be inside you."
She almost seemed reluctant to stop, but she did. She climbed on top of him, straddling his body and guiding his cock with her hands. When she came down on top of him, she was so tight it felt like a vice gripping his cock. He couldn't believe how warm and wet she felt encasing his cock. Each time Julia slid up and down his shaft, slowly teasing him, Derek thought he would explode. When she started working faster, he knew his time was almost up. Derek watched her bouncing on top of him, riding him hard with her hands pressed against his shoulders.
Derek grabbed her hands and they interlocked fingers. He matched Julia's rhythm as they pounded into each other. He felt h
is release coming. Reaching a finger towards Julia's clit, he rubbed her with his thumb as she worked each thrust. Just as he could hold back no longer and shot his load, he felt Julia's shuddering orgasm milking his spurting cock.
Julia collapsed against him in a heap of exhaustion and sated limbs. Derek loved feeling her silky hair lying against his chest as her cheek rested on his shoulder. He stroked her hair until he was sure she was asleep in his arms.
He whispered to her as she slept, "You're mine, Julia."
He had only slept for a few hours when he heard his cell phone beeping in the kitchen where he had left it. He glanced at the clock; it was only ten minutes past seven. He was tempted to ignore it with Julia's warm body wrapped so provocatively around his own. He would love nothing more than a little morning action. Instead, he untangled his limbs from Julia's and headed for the kitchen, closing the bedroom door on the way out.
The phone stopped ringing before he could answer it. Scott had called and left a message. "Derek, it's Scott. There's been a problem with The Club. We need to meet right away."
Damn. Maybe his cover was blown when he had to step forward and 'claim' Julia. He had been deliberately flying under the radar at The Club until then. He also needed to find out if Jackson suspected anything. He felt bad about leaving Julia after the amazingly hot night they had together, but he had no choice.
He headed back to his bedroom and showered. When he was finished and ready to leave, Julia was still sound asleep. He scribbled her a note and watched her sleeping peacefully for a few moments, wishing more than anything that he could stay and wake her up properly.
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