-1There was nothing like a nice bottle of tequila to keep a girl company. After the day Meredith had had, she needed it. The details were fuzzy on why she was in such a pissed off mood. She was clear on two things, though. She was kicking Izzie's ass when she found her, and she needed to get laid. It had been too long between men. There hadn't been anyone since that mind blowing night with Derek. Taking her nearly empty bottle of tequila with her, she steps out onto the porch. The air was a bit chilly, making her nipples pucker. "Great," she mutters. "Getting hot and bothered by the weather." She lifts the bottle to her mouth, taking a long swallow of the fiery liquid. Her face wrinkles up as it hits her empty stomach. "Mother fucker," she curses as another car pulls up, the head lights blinding her. The driver opens the door, leaning against it.
"You had a party. Didn't invite me. I'm wounded," Derek teased, mock indignation laced in his tone. He grins at her. Smug bastard. He knew she wanted him. Hell, half the hospital wanted him. She squirms around a bit, feeling herself grow wet.
"Izzie had a party," she corrected, stumbling down the steps toward him. He catches her before she can fall into the rose bush. "Thanks. I think," she breaths. His hands linger on her sides, the pads of each thumb stroking the sides of her breast. She whines a bit. "Stop. If you don't, I'm going to do something I shouldn't."
"Oh?" Derek moves both hands up to cup her small breasts. Perfect size for his hands. "And what would that be, Dr. Grey?"
She moans, letting her head fall back a bit as his mouth slowly suckles on the sensitive skin covering her pulse. "I..I don't know...but...I shouldn't...we shouldn't..."
"Really? We should do what? This?" He slides his hands down to her butt, pressing her against his erection. He grinds his hips a bit. "Or maybe this?" He rubs his hand against her damp womanhood making her moan.
"Yeah...that..." she pants. They hadn't done anything, yet she could feel herself coming, just thinking about the ways he would pleasure her. He presses against her damp slit harder. "Ohhh God. We...we...God!" She lets the bottle of tequila fall to the ground, vaguely aware of the sound of glass breaking. "I need you, Derek. I need you now," she begs, her fingers twisting in his shirt.
The damn compact they had talked him into at the rental agency wasn't the best place to fuck an intern. Derek chuckles a bit at the thought. Straight laced Derek Shepherd was fucking one of his interns in a car while coworkers partied it up a few feet away. It took some bending and some fancy maneuvers, but he managed to get her pants off. The moment the condom covered his dick, she slid her wetness onto him, moaning her pleasure. "You feel sooooo good," she giggles, rocking her hips.
"So do you," he murmur. He takes her hips in his hands, grinding her against him, harder. She moans, pushing her hair off her face. "I can't get you out of my head. This is all I think about. Fucking you."
The laugh she lets out slowly turns to a moan. "Same here...not good for the patients...thinking about fucking...when...when...they...they...fuck!" She grabs chunks of his hair, clenching her fists, as she rides him harder.
"Oh God, baby," he groans, blinking as head lights momentarily blind him. The driver and passenger had most likely gotten a show. He didn't care. All he cared about was pumping himself into her soft, wet body. He shouts his release, not caring if anyone heard him.
"Wow," she smiles at him, then giggles.
Derek grins back at her, brushing her hair off her face. He reaches for his white dress shirt, wrapping it around her. "Wow doesn't even cover it."
"We shouldn't have done that, you know," she says, sliding her arms into the sleeves. He closes the front gap, then pulls her face down for a kiss. She deepens it, rocking her hips against him. "I'm glad we did, though."
They both jump when someone knocks on the window of the car. Bailey stares back at them. "You're blocking me in," she snaps.
"Oh God," Meredith groans, leaning her head against his. Her night was officially a disaster
