A Life Worth Living
Chapter Three
December 28, 2007- Friday
"Oh, yes, baby girl," Derek whispered against Penelope's mouth. "God, yes, let me make love to you."
She was pressed down on the couch. He hovered over her, his knee between her legs as he angled his body against the back of the couch. His hand was massaging the side of her leg, from the knee up, building the already hot inferno he had started when he first kissed her tonight.
But when his hand went over her stomach Penelope flinched.
Derek broke their kiss, gasping for air, and let his eyes hold hers. His thumb moved back and forth on her stomach, while his fingers moved in rhythm against her: soft and soothing, loving and accepting.
Her breathing was shallow. Her eyes searched his. Even as he tried to silently reassure her she found more and more doubts flooding her head: Does he really want this as bad as I do? What does this mean for the future? Can I deal with all this? Can I satisfy him? Will he want me tomorrow?
He murmured "My beautiful Goddess, Penelope, the answer to my prayers." Then his mouth fastened on her collar bone and sucked.
Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head. Damn. That felt good. She'd worry tomorrow. Tonight was for this....for making love with her Hot Stuff.
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Mmm. She tasted so good. Her skin was salty from sweat and sweet smelling from her body lotion.
Derek could suck on her for hours on end. He found a spot on her neck that had her whimpering, arching her body up. With her consumed with need, he brought his hand up to massage her lace clad breast.
Heavy and warm, it was the fullest and most prefect breast he had ever touched. His thumb rubbed her nipple.
Her breath hitched in her throat, followed by a shaky moan that vibrated her whole body. Derek buried his face between her breasts, licking the valley with a one long stroke, and then licking at her left breast, the same one he massaged.
"Mmmmm," Derek whispered "Baby, you're heaven on earth."
His nose nuzzled her. He pulled back the lacy cup of her bra so he could first gaze at her pink tipped nipples and then suckle them. The sensation went straight to his dick and he knew it went straight to her hot, wet center because she hooked a leg around his waist and pressed against the bulge in his jeans.
Good God. He was making out with his baby girl. And soon he would know what it felt like to have her surrounding the long, thick length of his dick.
A moan rose up in him as he sucked at her breast.
This was all he had been craving when he was feeling lost and alone back in Chicago over the last two weeks. Why didn't he just admit it then? Why didn't he say during one of their conversations: Nothing has ever scared me more than thinking you might die without knowing I love you, baby girl. I love you and I'm coming home to show you how deep you've gotten into me. Get ready for me, baby, cause I can't keep playing games. I'm coming home to you and I want you! I want you! I love you!
But he hadn't and he instead came sneaking home like a thief in the night, trying to just steal a few moments with her to give her a gift that might say what he didn't seem to have the guts to say or admit to himself.
What a crazy waste of time, the way he acted, but now he wasn't wasting another second. Her breast in his mouth was a great start to what he knew would be the best damn night of sex he ever had, and the first night of lovemaking he had ever known.
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Her head was thrown back on the arm of the couch. Breaths coming hard and fast. Her eyes pressed tightly close. All her senses focused on the feel of this gorgeous man pressed against her. His suckling of her breast drawing soft moans out of her and making her flood with wetness.
The feeling endless. Sensations dancing over her cool, wet skin as he finally released her from his mouth. His tongue swirled over her nipple now, causing more shivers to course through her.
Her hand cupped the back of his head, stroking back and forth, increasing the pressure as her body got more and more turned on by what he was doing to her.
In a desperate, begging tone she cried "Please, baby....now, Derek, please."
Smiling slightly he kissed back up her chest, the stubble on his face causing delicious sensations to shoot through her when that scratchiness brushed her smooth, soft skin.
"Hush, woman," he nipped at the corner of her mouth "we've got all night."
Seeing the undeniable heat flaring in his eyes caused a shudder to rack her body.
She swallowed hard. Now that he was smiling down at her, she was seeing in him two versions of himself. The one she never really knew till tonight- who burned with desire that had to be quenched or else he'd lose his mind- and the old friend who was sweet and good to her in every way every day.
Caressing his face she said "Good then we can do this ten times."
He chuckled and caught her lips in another kiss. Her hand slid down to undo the button on his jeans.
Derek broke their kiss. "Lets take this to the bedroom. What do you say, sweetness?"
She nodded her head over and over, really fast, and that made a big grin curve his lips. They got up off the couch. Taking her hand in his they started for the bedroom, which wasn't that many steps away. Derek bent down and kissed her neck as they walked, making her chuckle sexily at how he couldn't keep his hands and lips off her.
Penelope always thought he'd be the hottest lover she ever had and so far he was proving her right. It was in how he was strong, sure, confident, emotional and how she had so many feelings built up for him. They met three and a half years before. It was a damn long wait for this but oh so worth it.
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Derek stood back from the bed as Penelope crawled on it. Her lace covered ass was so hot that he knew he'd never forget that image, even though it was just a quick flash before she settled in the middle of the bed. She took her glasses and put them on the night stand.
Turning to look at him, he could tell she expected him to already be moving toward her and not hanging back. But he had something else in mind.
He remembered all the times she watched him dancing at the bar. How he put on a show for her. How hot it got him to think she was getting turned on by his moves.
Now he slowly moved his hips, giving her a teasing look, as he first kicked off his shoes, and then slipped off his pants. Penelope bit her bottom lip and watched him. Next off came his socks.
He stopped long enough to grab a condom out of his wallet, not wanting to have to search for it later, and tossed it on the bed. Her eyes widened a little as she looked at it. In this cute way that said everything was now really real for her and yes they were really about to have sex.
He moved to the bottom of her bed.
Giving her a look filled with desire he crawled up the bed and started kissing her from the top of her foot, up her leg, leaving very slow kisses as he went, skimmed past her panties to kiss her belly button and then moved down her other leg to her other foot. His thumb brushed up the underside of her foot. As he kissed up her leg again he felt her thighs quivering. He slightly bent one of her legs and licked behind her knee.
"Ohhh," she breathed out one soft, long breath.
He wanted to make love to her better than any man had ever taken the time to make love to her before. So she would always know it was this man who cherished her. This man who thanked God for Penelope.
Derek moved up her body, as her hands reached for him, caressing his back, and found her lips again, kissing her with an intense desperation.
One hand kept him propped up and the other caressed her thigh.
Moving his lips from hers he went back to kissing her neck and then licking at the shell of her ear. Penelope's fingernails lightly scratched down his back and then she gripped his ass, which was still clad with his boxers, causing him to chuckle sexily in her ear.
"Baby girl," Derek said with a throaty laugh falling off his lips at her massaging his ass. "Mmm, so glad I came back to town early."
"Me too. Me too," she said, breathlessly.
Rolling over he brought her on top of him, causing a yelp to escape her lips and her to squirm a little bit, as if she was uncomfortable. He smoothed his hands down her back and shifted so she was laying firmly on him and he was holding her steady.
"Derek-"
He dragged out the word. "Hush, now. You're fine," knowing she was going to say something about being too heavy or exposed. His fingers found the back of her bra and he unclasped it. Then he massaged up and down her back as he caught her lips in another kiss.
Every kiss was exhilarating. He learned more and more about her in every kiss. About her strengths, her desire for him, her fears and her needs. And every kiss made him want another kiss.
His hand came up to bury in her blonde curls and hold the back of her head. Their kisses intensified, building the desire and heat with every moment their tongues swept against each other. Her nails scratched along his abs, drawing a moan out of him, and then he rolled her onto her back again.
His words were thick with heat when he said "Show me yourself."
Her eyes fluttered as his words settled into her brain and she realized what he wanted. Derek moved back a little and watched as Penelope slowly hooked her fingers in her underwear and tugged them down, revealing her soaking sex to his eyes.
"Oh, baby girl," he breathed out, in awe, not even trying to be cool or suave for once.
Derek's eyes took in her glistening folds, which he had moved down the bed as she pulled down her underwear so he could watch more closely as she showed him how much she trusted him. It was easy to just rip their clothes off and thrust themselves together but going slow was much harder. He wanted to take her fast the next time they had sex but he didn't want to risk her thinking this first time was anything but making love for him.
Her bra followed her underwear in getting tossed off the bed. His eyes moved up and he saw her completely naked for the first time. His body called out for release. He knew he couldn't last much longer now.
