Involved

Chapter Seven

November 2009

Derek was in a very relaxed and tranquil state after his friends went home from his house on Thanksgiving. He had started that day very early in the morning by putting a turkey in the oven.

By noon Penelope was there to help with the cooking and a few hours later their friends started showing up.

The whole day was spent joking and laughing. Derek couldn't he happier they didn't get a last minute case.

Now he watched as Penelope started to pick up glasses off the coffee table and carry them to the kitchen. Derek told her "Leave them, baby girl."

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap, as he sat down on the couch, and then he took the glasses and set them down again. He said "You don't need those right now."

She flirted "What is it do I need right now then, handsome?"

He raised his hand and tangled it in her hair. Their eyes connected and held. The moment grew tender and then Penelope caressed Derek's cheek. They both leaned closer until their lips met. Gentle, soft feathery kisses soon ignited a flame that led to Derek leaning back, pulling Penelope against him, and his hands roaming down her back as his tongue explored the warm recesses of her mouth.

He had been purposefully taking things slow with her. He refused to let her feel like she was a conquest for him. Even if he ached for her he knew that he could wait till the perfect time for them to make love.

She was his baby girl and she deserved the very best of him.

He already knew tonight wouldn't be that night. They were both tired from their long day of being with their family. But, in that moment, Derek found his body reacting to her and his hands having a mind of their own, as they moved from caressing her back to her ass.

Penelope moaned and lifted her head away from his. Looking down at him he knew she'd never looked more beautiful in all her life. Her face was flushed and her breaths were shallow. Her eyes shimmering with hunger. She licked her lips and then told him "Kissing you, baby, is even better than I ever imagined." Penelope nipped at his bottom lip. "Mmmm. Don't wake me up if I'm dreaming."

A grin curved his lips as he flipped her over so she was on her back. "This is one dream that will never end. Or one dirty little fantasy, whatever you prefer."

"Both. Everything. All of it. You, you, you, you, you." She lifted up her head and caught his lips in another kiss.

Hearing that caused two reactions in Derek: it made his skin prickle from the emotion of knowing she loved him with all she had and wanted him as badly as he wanted her and it also set off a primal need to take her body and claim it as his.

He broke the kiss and sat up. Penelope was sexily flushed and her shirt was pushed up slightly when she sat up too. Derek opened his mouth to ask her if she wanted to spend the night but before he could she yanked off her shirt.

His mouth opened slightly as he took in the sight of her lace clad breasts. Penelope cupped the back of his head and urged him toward her collarbone, where he started to nip and suck and lick and kiss her, working up her neck and then down her chest.

He cupped her breast and murmured "My gorgeous, perfect girl," before he started to rub his thumb over the nipple.

Penelope purred and moaned, pressing desperately closer to him. Against his ear she whispered "This is our night, handsome."

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By the time they made it upstairs most of their clothes were off. Penelope just wore panties and Derek had on his jeans and boxers. Shirts, shoes, socks, and her bra littered the floor from the couch to his master suite.

They kissed all along the way. Penelope delighted in kissing Derek's chest, licking at his nipples and flicking them with her tongue, and he kept returning to a certain spot on her neck that made her moan and beg for more.

Penelope lay back on the bed and watched as Derek stripped himself naked. Her eyes flared with even more heat as she took in the sight of his manhood.

Her hands reached out to lovingly stroke him. Derek's head fell back and he moaned. "Baby girl....you don't know how many times I imagined this. Millions."

She chuckled softly and kept stroking him, as her lips brushed kisses over his chest. "There is no man who ever looked as good as you." She pressed more kisses to his heated skin. "You're amazing." Her hands increased their pressure. "How did I get so lucky?"

Knowing just what she was doing she brought him to his first orgasm of the night. After that he spent the better part of an hour kissing her body from head to toe, soft kisses that made her feel treasured and eventually demanding kisses against her lips as his fingers explored her and then sensual kisses after he tasted her essence.

When they finally joined together there were tears in both their eyes. They shared a kiss as he moved within her. Eventually Derek buried his face in the crook of her neck and spilled himself inside of her, as tears rolled from his eyes.

His baby girl was finally home. Finally his in every sense of the word. He fell asleep that night with a happy, but exhausted, grin on his lips. He held her close to him, almost as if he was afraid she would disappear and this would all just be a beautiful dream in the morning.

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Derek woke the next morning to find himself alone in bed. A brief moment of panic filled him but then he let out a breath and relaxed. There was no way Penelope had ran out on him. He knew that like he knew his own name. He just had to trust in her and them.

Trust was the hardest thing but he wouldn't let fear ruin them. He wanted a life with her that never ended till his life was over.

Getting his bearings he heard noises coming from downstairs. After heading to the bathroom he yanked on sweats, a t-shirt and some socks. By the time he was halfway down the stairs he smelled coffee wafting through the air.

In the kitchen he found Penelope doing a crossword at the kitchen table. She was wearing a pair of his sweats, one of his t-shirts and his robe, which was open.

"Morning, princess." He grinned at her.

Her eyes jerked up and she blushed. "Hey there, sleepy head."

Derek looked at a clock and saw it was one fifteen in the afternoon. They had woken up to make love again around dawn before he fell into another peaceful sleep, the type of which he'd never had before in all his life.

He walked over and dropped a kiss on her forehead. "Mmm. You're the best."

She smiled and flirted "That's what a woman likes to hear. Of course I knew that already."

That earned her some tickling and then a long kiss.