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AN: Hey everybody! My name is Raquel, and this is my first fanfic ever! Be nice and honest about please =)This is my best friend's account, but I'm borrowing it (LOL) English is not my first language, so sorry for any mistake, spelling. Thanks for reading.
He knew himself. People knew him. Derek Morgan being a womanizer, it was no a secret for anybody.
Women adored him and he let himself be loved by them.
That Friday night was no different from any other. Derek had a beautiful woman sitting in front of him, begging for his attention.
Lina was a typical sexually liberated woman and unwilling to find true love. She just wanted a quickie, just like him
After that night, Lina would disappear from his life, with the same speed with which she had come. Without leaving a trace on him, nothing to remember except some few shared orgasms. If he was lucky.
Derek was all smiles over Lina, seeking to end their conversation. Because he didn't care about her life or her work... he just wanted her hot curvy body, fucking her senseless all night along.
He rested his left elbow on the bar, taking his drink with his right hand, pretending to listen Lina.
Then he saw her through the people on the dancing floor, walking towards the bar.
Derek thought she was moving in slow motion, like those women in those sexy music videos. That woman was a goddess. A mermaid. A sorceress that drew him to her like a magnet.
Black high heels hammered against the floor, walking safely. Her electric blue dress made her skin turn pale, white as ivory. She rocked her hips with goddamn femininity, seducing without meaning to. Her bright blond hair covered part of her bare back and her lips were dressed in a nude color, which made them look deliciously wetted.
The stranger woman was steps away from Derek, her forearms resting on the bar, the weight of her body falling on her hip. In that position, her bottom was more marked, and he found it so sexual ... He just wanted her dress up to her waist and then take her from behind. Hold her hair between his fist, bend her head back and sink his tongue into such mouth.
Lina was so focused on herself, that she was not aware of the situation. Derek was looking at another woman, over her shoulder.
She went on talking, dropping her hand to caress his thigh.
Derek's eyes were still over the other woman, undressing her with his eyes. God, how he wanted to tear that dress ...
She sipped her martini and put her hair over her right shoulder. Her caramel eyes ran into his. She lifted the corners of her lips, a seductive smile on her face.
Derek smiled blatantly, not caring that at that time, he was talking to Lina.
The blonde turned to bring the martini to her lips, never taking her eyes from him. Then she thrusted her tongue into the glass, moving the olive to the heat of her mouth.
Intentionally, she let a drop of alcohol fell from her lips to her chin, her neck, her cleavage... Her finger followed the alcohol path, before placing that same finger in her mouth, sucking it as she looked at Derek.
"Fuck" Derek whispered slowly, feeling his blood boil in his veins. He placed a hand over his crotch, trying to accommodate his fattened member.
"What?" Lina asked naively. "Something wrong, honey?"
He didn't answer her. He was too busy staring her little show as a voyeur. Derek realized that this sexy blonde stood up from her seat. When she arrived at the club restroom door, she turned her head towards him, before closing the door behind her.
He didn't bother to say goodbye. He just stood up, leaving behind a stunned Lina.
He walked into the restroom, desperate for her. Closing the door latch, Derek watched that woman as she was sliding some lipstick on her luscious lips. Their eyes met in the mirror, as he licked his own lips in anticipation.
Derek thought he had never met a creature sexier in all his life. But it was not something physical but attitudinal.
He put his arms around her waist, bitting hard on her lobe. She let go a moan of pleasure. "Do you love playing, huh?" he whispered in her ear, rubbing his hard erection against her bottom.
His arms released her waist, disappearing under her dress. Derek pressed one hand against her wet silk panties "Let's play, then"
She smiled with amusement, her eyes shining with malice "Are not you going to ask my name?"
"Later" he replied with a growl. Derek had to taste her mouth. God, he had to taste that sexy, devilish mouth. He wanted to have her in his tongue all his life.
Derek placed one hand under her chin, forcing her to turn her face to his. He looked at her full lips, her perfect white teeth. Derek pressed his fingers around her jaw, forcing her to bend her head back, by placing it on his shoulder. "You're so fucking sexy, baby," he whispered, with velvety voice.
She didn't answer, but her moan told Derek she was feeling good in his arms. He smirked, seeing their reflection in the mirror.
"I wanna fuck you" he said bluntly, moving his mouth across her cheek, before placing his wet tongue into her ear. She moaned again, by feeling his big, talented hands caressing her breasts. "Will you let me make you feel good?"
She smiled, turning around to be face to face with him. Her big brown eyes were heavy with lust, but her voice sounded clear "I never fuck with strangers"
Derek frowned, feeling her words like a splash of cold water over his ardor. He smiled faintly, rubbing her swollen lower lip with his thumb "I'm Derek Morgan. I'm Twenty-eight. Born and raised in Chicago"
She laughed faintly, shaking her head, "You're still a stranger to me"
"Come on, I know you want this," he whispered in a coaxing sound, giving small bites to her lips "not be like that, baby"
"I'm sorry, hot stuff," she said, placing a false gesture of disappointment on her face. "But if you want to fuck me, it will not be in a public restroom"
Derek watched as she turned away from him, back to cover his body with that dress. He felt like growling, utterly frustrated. "Your loss" he replied with a shrug, crossing his arms.
"You think so?" the mysterious woman said, before heading for the door. She turned her head, looking at Derek with a grin, "Who is going to lose out, baby boy?"