His arms enclosed around her. Next thing she knew, he’d lifted her onto his lap. “You have me.” He pressed a kiss to her lips breaking through the seam of her frown. Being in his arms gave her solace. She let him in, let him take control, his tongue melded with hers. Heat zinged down her spine causing moisture to pool between her thighs. An aching need surged, beginning with her nipples pebbling underneath her T-shirt. Deja moaned, leaning closer into his body heat, letting him devour her with his gentle mastering touch.
Derek wasted no time in removing her clothing. Clad in only panties moments later, he whisked them off, her body blazed on fire when he ran his finger along the seam of her core. God, he enjoyed toying with her, and on his time. While she burned, he took foreplay to a whole new level. Impatient for more, Deja rocked her hips up for deeper contact. Finally, he grazed her clit, pressed the button. At her intake of breath, he slipped a finger into her, appeasing her gnawing need. She let out a ragged sigh, pressing down, her sheath clenching his digit. Pulsating with hunger, she reacted with aggression bringing herself on and off him. “Derek.” Breathing heavy, she tore her mouth from his and shoved her hands down the elastic of his boxers, freeing his rock hard erection. She fisted her hand around his cock, working from tip to base while moving her body in sync to his finger fucking. His second finger insertion made her cry out. Deja grazed his shoulder with her teeth, nipping her way across his muscular shoulder into his corded neck. “Fuck me already.”
Derek stood with her in his arms. Scorching heat flickered in his hazel gaze as the cocky smirk on his face stole her breath.
“Fucking you on my breakfast nook is fitting.” Rough knuckles grazed the inside of her thighs, evoking a deep longing needing to be fulfilled. Just when she thought she’d die, he trailed his knuckles up the v of her slit, grazing them across her clit. Derek knew teasing her drove her insane. A low keen began to work its way free from her throat. The sting of sweet pain caused her clit to pulsate when he slapped her breast. Derek wasn’t done with his decadent torture. He lowered his head, sucking her nipples to a painful hardness while denying her fullness of his dick.
“Please.” Deja wiggled on his fingers, working to make herself climax, clenching him. “Give it to me.” Desperation laced her voice.
Derek released her nipple with a loud pop and laved the sensitized buds to make her squirm harder. “Do you think you can handle me fucking you any way I want?”
Deja released his cock from her grasp and lifted herself off his fingers. The nook was small but wide enough for her to scramble back.
Molten fire leapt from Derek’s eyes. He crooked a finger at her without moving from his spot. Oh mama. The intensity he evoked with his dead calm raised her heated body up to blazing. Deja darted her tongue over her lips and edged forward toward him, her body trembling in anticipation. When she got to where she’d pitch off, he bent down to hook her thighs inside the crook of his elbows and pulled her dripping wet sex to his face.
Deja’s panting became ragged draws of air. The steady hum of his breath hitting her core was painfully arousing without satiation. If she attempted to push forward he pinned her with a harsh glare. So she waited as he inhaled her scent, she supposed, taking his time to breathe her in. Her body trembled, her breath hitched, butterflies tumbled in her stomach. And still he bathed her core with his warm breath, causing goose bumps to pebble over her flushed skin. Just when she couldn’t handle the anticipation anymore, the first pass of his tongue spearing her gave her a minute reprieve. Impatient for more, she pressed down, riding his whiplashing tongue moving from slit to clit. An elicited scream poured out of her mouth.
“Such a pretty pink pussy.”
His guttural voice infused with a dark tenor sent shards of pleasure through her. Deja loved Derek in his element. The quiet, broody male kept her on pins and needles. Her breath came out in gasps. He worked her so good she was forced to clutch the counter while he stabbed her cunt with his tongue to keep from falling. Legs quaking, the burning spiraled in her pussy with his assault on her senses. Two no…three more swipes and her pussy quivered. On the brink of exploding, Derek nipped her clit halting her orgasm. “Ohmygod.” She huffed in disbelief as he chuckled. Damn the man. The way he laughed wasn’t haha funny but ‘you’re on my time’ funny.
Trapped on the table, halted by his powerful body, impatience set in as she waited for him to stop teasing her. But begging wasn’t her way of getting desired results. No. Deja took what she wanted, which was to come now so hard she flooded his face with her cream.
“I’ll continue this for hours if you keep moving.” There wasn’t a joking tone in his voice. When she moved, he sucked her nub into his mouth and nicked her slit with his nose.
“Derek.” She wondered where the hell the whine out of her mouth came from. The brief feel of him grinning against her sex told her he found her sounds amusing. She kicked out in aggravation only relaxing when he began eating her pussy in earnest. Her climax sliced through her fast and slammed into her so hard, her jaw locked and she couldn’t emit a sound. The rapid thud of her heart slamming against her ribcage was a cadence in her ears. Death couldn’t be more sublime, floated through her mind, as the floodgates opened gifting his mouth with her nectar. Derek lapped and sucked, the aftershocks of her culmination surged on.
“Not done with you just yet.” He rose and thrust into her in one clean movement. Deja didn’t have anything to hold onto. Blindly, she reached behind her, laying her palms on the wall to save her from the brunt of his recoil, and braced for his jarring slam back into her, his throbbing dick filling her womb.
When he fucked her, she lost all conscious thought, drifting into another plane of transcendence. Each punctuated drill had meaning. His.Punishment. Pleasure. Because I can. Take this dick. Those staccato thrusts spoke in volumes both his displeasure of their fighting and his need for her. As Derek brought her to the pinnacle, she braced herself for the spike of pain as he got rougher, and then gentled obviously remembering she carried his child. The change in his eyes softened as he surged hard and fast controlling his movements with careful precision. The glide of his cock in and out of her an erotic caress of the senses.
“Feels so good.”
“Fuck yeah. No more condoms. Your pussy is the sweetest piece I’ve ever had.” He grunted on a growl, his hips pummeling her over the edge.
“I’m going to…”
“Oh yeah love, come for me.” He flicked her clit with his thumb. The zing detonated causing Deja to clamp down on him hard.
“Goddamn, I’m coming.” His body shuddered, shooting hot ropes of cum into her womb.
She loved the searing feel of his warm release in her, the smell of their cumulative scents as he slid in and out of her, rocking slower with each stroke bringing her down from the exquisite high. Breathing in slow hitches of air, Deja rose up on her elbows regarding him as her lungs began working fully.
Derek leaned forward and locked his lips on hers, his hands threading through her hair. “I love you baby.” He broke off the sudden kiss, placing his forehead on hers as their breathing regulated. “You and me. Us.”
Deja wrapped her arms around his neck. “A team.” His hands caressed her face, her jaw, as they remained interlocked.
She smiled when he slid out of her body and lifted her into his arms, relaxing into both his physical and emotional security. In his strong arms, he kept her wrapped in safety as he took her back to his room. “What about setting the appointment?”
“We can do that later. I want to lay you down on the bed. I need to make sure I didn’t hurt you.”
Awh. Deja thought his sincerity and fussiness adorable. “I’m fine. You could’ve drilled me as hard as you wanted, I’d have taken each one fine.”
“Yeah well, you were just in an accident.” She unwound her arms from him so he could set her down. “I don’t like losing control Deja, you know that.”
“Someone has to test you once in a while.”
Derek snorted.
“C’mon. I was made for your cock.”
“Damn straight.” He left to get a warm wet cloth from the master bath. Derek’s beautiful body left her breathless. She loved watching him come and go. Each step showcased his defined muscular stature. Broad shoulders, tight ass, sexy quads.
“Get your fill?”
“Of watching you? Never.”
“Spread ’em.”
“Yes sir.” Deja obliged. Bareback gave her a new experience that she couldn’t compare. Feeling him in her made her heart stutter and halt. Precautionary measures had been a bust, but never had she had bare dick riding her pussy. Adding in love and perfection didn’t begin to cover how right the experience felt. As he cleansed her, Deja basked in the feel of being cared for.
“Nothing hurts?”
“No.” Lord above, the man was something else. “Now quit worrying and tell me when I can have more.”
Derek grinned, making her body turned to jelly. “After work. I have to check in. You should check in with Barbie. I thought I’d go grab some barbeque for lunch in a few hours. I have some conference calls to make.”
Deja pouted. “I wanna play.”
“That’s nothing new.” He kissed her lips sweetly and leaned over to retrieve her charging phone. “Business before pleasure.”
“And what was what we did in the kitchen then?”
“That’s simple. Pleasuring you was my business and breakfast in one fell swoop.” Strong lips descended on hers, he kissed her so hard, he left her breathless as a parting gesture.
Deja grinned at the wink he threw her. When he turned his back to her she got a delicious view of his ass until he threw on some pants. She rested on her elbows, her gaze locked on his crotch when he turned to her, the button at the top pants open. Saliva pooled in her mouth from want of him and his sexy navel. How could she look away from his package? He knew his effect on her. “Damn tease.”
“See you in a bit. Make a doctor appointment before you call Barbie,” he ordered as he chucked the wet cloth in a hamper and disappeared out the door.
Deja threw her body pillow in his direction. She questioned if he knew the aftermath his brand left her reeling from. Leave her with a smoking hot kiss and nothing else. Normally, that wouldn’t bother her. Huffing, she grabbed the phone and dialed the number to the women’s clinic.
“Women’s Clinic of Kansas City, This is Sarah can I help you?”
“Hi, I need to set up an appointment.” Deja watched to see if Derek would come back in. She heard him in the other room.
“I can fit you in this Thursday at ten sharp. I’ll need your full name now and insurance number when you arrive, at least fifteen minutes early please.”
“My name is Deja Crane and I will make sure to bring the rest. Thank you.” She ended the call. The receptionist had a welcoming tone that put her at ease. She marked the appointment on her calendar and set a reminder in her phone. No doubt once she told Derek he’d have them there a half hour early.
Thinking on how to tell her family brought a crushing despair. A rising panic filled her, making her stomach roll. She desperately wanted to believe Derek could withstand anything, but she’d seen couples torn in two over family discord. First thing first, she needed to reschedule the meet and greet she missed during her hospital excursion. Powering up his laptop took only a few seconds. For a smart man he didn’t have an encrypted password set up. Deja found easy access to his files. They’d have to have a chat about protecting his work, his files, his bank account information. The whole shebang, and soon.
Three hundred emails greeted her. Upon first glance, ninety percent of the messages were spam. No she wasn’t looking for a date, or wanted to be a winner of some techy toy. She searched for her contact Zamarah’s email and brought her up to date on her recovery, thanking her for being patient and not pulling out. She really wanted to showcase her zany handbags and accessories in the shop. Once that was settled, she opened up the rest of her email and switched to the interoffice program, so she could contact Barbie and get the status of the store.
Beergurl54: How you doing sweetie?
Dejavous121: Damn Nadja just pop up out of nowhere. I’m tired but okay.
Beergurl54: Good, was worried ‘bout my BFF—clicks on the thumbs up face—
Dejavous121: LOL! I’m in safe hands.
Beergurl54: I’m glad. I really like Derek and so does Donato.
Dejavous121: I’m gonna keep him for a while still. Really? Donato doesn’t like too many peeps.
Beergurl54: Yeppers, he’s gonna invite him to more ‘guy’ events.
Dejavous121: That’s nice. He fits in well with the group. I guess.
Beergurl54: umhm. You’re staying home for a week to recoup right?
Dejavous121: No got bills to pay and siblings to provide for. Gotta chase that paper. Found a new accessory designer, handbags and fun jewelry. Missed the meeting but set up a new one for tomorrow.
Beergurl54: We won’t go into how I feel ‘bout you floating your parents constant dough.
Dejavous121: Yeah. Don’t—clicks the sigh face—
Beergurl54: You sure everything is good with you?
Dejavous121: Yeah, staying with Derek for a few days so I’m off balance.
Beergurl54: He is now my favorite guy! I somehow missed that a few im’s ago—clicks on the rock on face—
Dejavous121: Hey I’m tellin Donato!—clicks on the wink face—
Beergurl54: Ohh snitches get stitches. Seriously, I’m glad he’s there for you. He’s a keeper.
Dejavous121: Gotta get to work I’ll ding you when I’m done. K?
Beergurl54: Much love!
Deja clicked off her instant messenger and rubbed her head. Nadja meant well. But skirting around convos regarding her family and their constant open hands was just easier. How could she tell them no when education is the key to success? Her sister’s orthodontic needs were a top priority. Self-esteem and good oral hygiene topped on her list. She opened up the budget sheet she’d saved from the desktop and looked at their never-ending list of needs.
Should I cross all but the absolute needs off the list?
Would it start a war?
Memories of starving and barely skimping by, walking to the bus stop late at night and worrying she’d be assaulted, even in a good private college assailed her. Criminals didn’t just come from the hood but all walks of life, and she gained a semblance of relief knowing her family was safe. But she wasn’t their mama…or was she. She’d raised them all. Gave them all the emotional support they’d needed for the majority of their life. To keep them safe and for her piece of mind, she paid for her sister and brother’s cars while they were in school.
Her spreadsheet compilation of data for her business needs and the capital it would take to expand the store stared back at her. Driving the revenue up was a top priority. The perks her family received would have to go and they’d have to deal. She hadn’t even compiled the costs of medical care and a new baby either.
Bringing Derek to her family and giving the joyous news might go well and backfire at the same time. Her sibs didn’t handle change well. She wondered if the two in college could get study jobs or if the high school sibs could take losing their phones and money for shopping trips. Her parents were going to have to step in and take up some of the cost. She’d have to quit spoiling them to appease her bad habit of feeling bad for leaving them to live her own life.
And if they couldn’t accept her man? Then what? She prayed they would have the common decency and sense to be polite. Love her enough to keep their opinions in the dark…the silence where they belonged. Unspoken.
She hoped she had enough strength to be worthy of being by his side. For Derek, for their child, she would. By God’s grace she’d find the strength to stand her ground for the man she loved so much her soul wept at the thought of losing him.
Chapter Five
Derek sat at his desk working. Phil had c
ouriered the final contracts for the sale of the apartments they’d rehabbed. The deal proved sweet and gave him enough money to take on another set of apartments to rehabilitate. The money from the sale pleased him. Negotiations took longer than he’d expected. Major loans issued by the bank held too high a cost with overage fees. Inclement weather, lost supplies and sick workers in the past showed him how to be frugal. He hadn’t liked losing a massive amount of cash for overage fees. Instead he posted his own money and worked on his own time ensuring with decency and good order the job could get done flawlessly. Profits increased after selling and recycling material into a new project to flip, or a business to fix thereby repeating the process.
Working mobile allowed him to stay on the move. Since the murders of his best friends, he couldn’t handle staying in one place too long or making friends. Though he appreciated Donato’s offer, making friends wasn’t on his list. He had Deja and now he’d have his son or daughter. As soon as he found out about her pregnancy, he initiated the sales of his vacant residential properties—three upscale condos on each coast and the two in the Midwest—while retaining the current one he and Deja shared. His latest project was buying a home with a good deal of acreage, preferably in the outskirts of town. A place to grow a family, not now but soon, he hoped. Real soon.
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