A/N: This one is for Kricket. She is the Queen of angst and I am but a mere fledgling. Happy reading.

Call My Name

Derek Morgan knew he was a lot of things, not all of them pleasant but he made it a habit to not intentionally hurt others if it was avoidable outside of the bounds of his job. Therefore, when on his eighth date with Tamara Barnes he figured he was in the right headspace for them to have sex. He did so with every intention of showing her a good time and getting some sexual satisfaction of his own.

He did it up right: took her out for a romantic dinner, bought her flowers, rented a hotel room that he'd prearranged to have candles lit for atmosphere, the whole nine yards. After all, they'd been together for a couple of months and he'd managed to remain celibate in that time. It was a first for him in quite some time.

When they arrived at the room Tamara was noticeably impressed and affected. Derek barely had to touch her before she was all over him. She reined kisses on his face, neck, down his chest as she unbuttoned his shirt. It was nice but she was the only one moaning. Then she dropped to her knees, undid his pants and worked him like he hadn't been done since his college buddies got him a hooker as his a gift for his twenty-first birthday. Derek felt the release rippling through him and he let his control go. It was a mistake.

"Oh, P. I love you, baby girl!"

Derek had no idea how Tamara was gone so fast. The realization of what he called out so shocked him and the force of his orgasm had been so strong he simply didn't have the strength to follow and attempt any form of damage control. He dropped down onto the bed, his pants around his knees. He was still partially aroused despite basically exploding at his fantasy about Tamara being Penelope. What a joke he had become. Lusting; no loving and wanting his best friend so bad he could no longer hide it from his dates let alone himself.

Sitting up, he shucked off the rest of his clothing and went to take care of things in the shower. The room was paid for; he might as well enjoy it.

TBC…