Chapter 8

AN: Since you asked so nicely (hee hee, just kidding! A little teasing is good for the soul!)...A little different than the usual...

Once they got into the bedroom, Derek grinned, that sultry, sexy, take charge grin of his, and started to unbutton his shirt. He was surprised when her hands were over his, stilling them. He arched a brow at her quizzically.

The little temptress leaned over and kissed his hands. "Last night, sweetheart, was wonderful. But it was all me; I was very greedy."

He laughed a little. "I beg to differ."

"So I thought tonight should be all about you," she said, unbuttoning his shirt. She ran her hands over the warm expanse of muscle she exposed. "Time to find out what Derek Morgan really likes."

Immediately Derek was aroused and interested. This was something completely new for him. He was very used to taking complete control, especially in the bedroom. He never had a woman who wanted to be the leader without him coaxing. It seemed a fitting request from the woman that had complete control of his heart.

He dropped his hands to his sides. "I'm all yours, woman. Research away."

They made love.

She collapsed forward, sweaty, sticking to his chest. "I love you, you know that, right?" she said, kissing the side of his neck.

"Mmmm." His arms were wrapped around her just a bit, holding her. "Yep."

"This could become a habit," she said, leaning back to smile at him.

He grinned, a satisfied little grin, then he yawned. He murmured something that sounded like an affirmative.

She blinked a few times. She started to giggle. "Why, hot stuff; I think I wore you out!"

His eyes were lazy, the epitome of bedroom eyes. "Guilty as charged." He helped her up, then stood too, wandering naked over to the bed. He climbed in. "Come cuddle with me; I need to hold you."

"Deal," she said, moving in by him and giving a quick little kiss. She snuggled in, sighed happily, and was asleep in no time at all.

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