Derek laid his head back against the headrest. Flying in a private jet was definitely the way to go. Commercial flights were ridiculous. If it wasn't crying babies and people coughing on him, then it was flight delays and security. He smiled as he listened to Meredith snore. At first it was really quiet, and as time wore on, she got louder and louder. As Derek closed his eyes, he knew she had the right idea.
Both Meredith and Derek woke up when they heard the captain say that they were getting ready to land. Meredith moaned and grabbed the Cosmopolitan magazine off of the table next to her. Derek grinned as he looked at the cover. Nothing could be hotter than her reading about exotic sex positions.
"So... What hotel are you staying at?" Derek asked as he looked up at her.
"Hotel? Why would we stay in a hotel? We're staying in our house." Meredith told him frankly. "Oh my..." She said with a giggle as she read the magazine. "Now that is interesting..."
"Of course. I can't believe I thought otherwise." Derek said with a nod.
"There is a pool. And a private beach." She explained with a smile. "And there are some wonderful restaurants in Liguria."
"Sounds like fun. So how long are we going to be here?" He asked with a smile.
"I don't know. A week. A month. We'll see how it goes." She said with a nod.
Derek couldn't not grasp it. No matter how hard her tried, he would never get it. How could anyone go take a month's vacation in the Riviera? It was not something he was accustomed to. When he was a child, four days away was a big deal. And that was usually to some tourist attraction. Never would he have enjoyed any of Europe.
"I am so tired. But if I sleep anymore I will never sleep tonight." Meredith said with a nod.
"Well, that's what you get for staying up all night." Derek said with a chuckle.
"I wasn't up all night. Okay... I was. But I couldn't sleep. I can't help it." She told him frankly.
"Why couldn't you sleep?" Derek asked as they climbed into the car that was waiting for them.
"I have no idea." She said with a nod.
She knew why. It was because she couldn't get him out of her mind. She couldn't think about anything but him and her. Alone. In the house. No one else around. And all the very dirty things they could do to each other. Yes. That was exactly why she couldn't sleep.
"So you swim when you can't sleep?" He asked quickly.
"I do. I always have. It calms me. And if we hadn't left, I would have fallen right to sleep." She said as she watched the cars go past.
"No paparazzi." Derek pointed out as they drove along.
"Good... I don't like it. I don't understand why they are around all of the sudden." Meredith said with a sigh.
"Well, the world's richest woman can be of interest, I would suppose." Derek told her. "Especially when she turns into an adult."
"I guess you're right." Meredith agreed. "With any luck, they will never know I am here."
"We can hope." Derek agreed.
As if Meredith didn't have it rough enough. Now the paparazzi had taken a huge interest in her. There were pictures of her everywhere. Pictures of her shopping. Pictures of her running. It was all Meredith all the time. Luckily only a few shots ever made it to the US. It seemed that Europe was the only place that had an interest in her.
"Wow." Derek muttered as they walked in the house.
"Yeah." Meredith nodded as she looked around. "Rosa cleaned." She muttered as she ran her finger over a table. "She comes every other day." Meredith explained. "Just so you know..."
"So where is everyone else?" Derek asked as he looked around.
"There is no one else. This place is secure. That's why I like to come here. I can actually be alone." She said as she opened the back door and walked outside. She took in a breath as the soft breeze blew over her.
"I can see why." Derek muttered as he looked out at the blue water. "The beach-"
"It's private. This place is surrounded by rocks and gates. And the beach, has a natural barrier. We're locked down." She said with a nod.
"Wow." Derek muttered again.
"Well, let's get out rooms." She muttered as she walked back inside.
"They are across from each other." She explained as she dragged her suitcase.
They walked upstairs. Derek was in awe as he looked around. The rooms were huge. His and hers was adjoined by a big sitting room. There was more antique furniture in this house. But the decor was much different. A little more exotic. Their other home was more classic contemporary. There were two other smaller bedrooms on the upper floor. Meredith showed him his room and walked to her own and they both began unpacking.
"Don't leave you stuff in the bags. We are definitely going to be here longer than living out of a bag." She explained.
Meredith smiled as she hung her lingerie in the armoire. The black satin slip was breathtaking. And the baby-dolls were gorgeous. She placed her bras, panties and garters in the top drawer. In the other one she placed her edible body butters and oils. So much trouble was to be had. And she had all the time in the world.
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Vacation was easy. This job was too easy. It was like living the perfect life. Derek never woke up and thought he needed to get out of this. He never felt that he had to escape. How many people get to follow a beautiful woman around? Derek looked around the house. Nothing to do. And that fit him just fine.
Derek stood in front of the mirror and buttoned up his dress shirt. They were going to dinner. He couldn't help but feel a little awkward. Not because he was going with her. He could go anywhere with meredith and feel completely comfortable. It was because he was her guard. And he was deathly afraid that is would be perceived the wrong way.
"You look nice." Meredith said with a smile as she walked in.
Derek's voice was gone. He now had a lump in his throat. He was looking at the most beautiful woman in the world. She was wearing a navy knee length dress. Shimmery. The light bounced off of her every curve. She was showing just enough cleavage that she was still tasteful. She seemed to wear navy a lot. He couldn't help but think that is was because of him. She knew he loved the color.
"You look stunning." Derek said in shock as he voice finally returned.
"Thank you..." She muttered as she walked up and put his tie on.
Derek watched as her slender fingers worked on his tie. She was so sophisticated. Everything she did was so soft and light. He had never known a woman like her. He wasn't sure if it was because she had been taught that way, or whether it came naturally. Either way, he was happy to go anywhere with her on his arm. Even if it was just pretend.
Apparently the paparazzi were confused. They were no where to be found. Derek was so relieved. There was never a time when he felt more helpless than when they were attacking her with flashbulbs. It was overwhelming, and there was nothing he could do to stop them.
"Right there..." Meredith pointed. "La Campagnola." She said with a smile as she spotted the restaurant. "I hope you are hungry."
"Starving." Derek said with a smile as he parked the car. Derek walked around and opened the door for her. He took a deep breath as he looked at her long leg stepping out. Derek watched the people around them as he walked her up to the door.
"Ah... Miss Grey." They said as she walked in. "Right this way."
Derek and Meredith walked through the crowded restaurant. Meredith smiled as they led she and Derek out onto the candle lit balcony. They both sat down at table and smiled as the waiter began pouring them both wine.
"This is strange. Everyone is going to think this is odd. You and I. At dinner." Derek told her as he nervously looked around.
"You worry too much. Who cares what anyone thinks?" Meredith said with a smile as she looked into his blue eyes.
There were looks. The whole way through dinner, there were looks between the two of them. Smiles. Seductive gazes. One could blame it on the wine. Or the sound of the surf crashing against the rocks. Meredith could feel the heat burning between her legs. Her need for him was growing. She wanted him so badly.
After several hours of dinner and walking around the city, they decided it was time to get home. Meredith was tired. And she could see by the look in Derek's eyes that he was too. As they walked in the door, Meredith looked at him. She gave him her look. The look she had used for years. And all she saw from him was doubt.
"So... Goodnight." Meredith said with a smile as she disappeared into her room.
She chickened out, It wasn't the right time. She wanted him. But it didn't feel right. And he didn't feel right about it. She could tell as the night wore on, Derek lost her nerve. And reality set in. What they were thinking about, it had been crazy.
Meredith tossed and turned. They were rough. The sheets were too rough. She could feel the coarseness against her silky smooth legs. She tried to get comfortable, but she couldn't. Finally she climbed out of bed with a groan. She walked to the other bedrooms. Rough sheets. She hated it. Ever since she was little she hated it. She raised a brow as she looked at Derek's room.
Derek was quiet. She could tell by his steady breathing that he was asleep. She walked up and rubbed her hand across the bed. She knew her father's bed would have nice soft sheets. She pulled the covers back and crawled beneath them.
"Oh my god. What are you doing?" Derek said in shock as he rolled over at looked at her.
"Soft sheets." She moaned as she pulled the covers around her. "Mine... Rough... Yours better. Goodnight.." She moaned as she closed her eyes.
"I will... Uh. I'll go." Derek said quickly.
"You can stay..." She muttered as she drifted to sleep.
Derek took a deep breath. He should go. He should get out of the bed. But he didn't. He laid there in the moonlight. He laid there in silence. He could get up and move to another room. But this one was warm and comfortable. Not to mention she did say he could stay. She he did. He stayed.
Derek couldn't sleep. He couldn't close his eyes when she was that close. He could smell her. The soft scent of lavender wafted into his nostrils like a light breeze. He smirked when he heard the light sound of her snores begin. She was asleep. At first, he thought it was a joke. He thought she was giving him a hard time, but seeing how she was actively snoring, he realized she really did have a sheet issue.
Derek wanted to move. He was uncomfortable. He was getting stiff. But he was afraid to move. He had never been a back sleeper, and here he was, on his back. If he moved, she may wake up. So he stayed still, catching glimpses of her out of the corner of his eye. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. He turned. He twisted to the side. And then her saw her soft shoulder peaking out from the bed sheet. He just wanted to touch it. He wanted to touch her soft flesh.
Derek stopped breathing when she moved. Once he realized she was still sleeping, he took a deep breath in. She pulled her covers off slightly and rolled to her back. A lump formed in his throat as he looked at her. She was in a black satin nightgown. The tops of her soft breasts peeked out. Derek watched their gentle rise and fall. He could only imagine what laid beneath. He just wanted to touch her.
As Derek's eyes travelled down her gentle curves, he felt his body react. His cock began to rise at the need. He had a desire that was burning for her. It was stronger than anything he had ever felt. His cock was begging for her. And he just couldn't deliver. His need only grew as he heard her moan softly. It was so light. So feminine. She was dreaming. Her hand ran to the bare asking on her chest. As he watched her, his hard cock began to bob. He wondered how distasteful it would be for him to pump himself for relief. Something. To emulate her sweet hot pussy and he drove in and out. He groaned as he rolled over and looked away. He was just asking for trouble.
Derek was awake. The sun was shining. He could feel the light on his face. He could feel the warmth on his body. But there was something else. There were other feelings. He could feel her leg wrapped around his. They were in each other's arms. He could feel her breath grazing his face.
Meredith was awake. She could feel the soft sheet beneath her body. They felt perfect underneath her soft skin. But there was more. She could feel something else. She could felt the hairy leg of a man beneath hers. She could feel the muscles of his back on her hand. She could feel his breath on her.
Both opened their eyes slowly. They both became wide as blue met green at such a close distance. There was a second where they were completely content. There was a second when they felt like that was the perfect place to be at the time. And then reality set in.
"Oh my god!" Derek said as he pulled away.
"Oh- I... Um..." She muttered as she jumped out of the bed. "I- You..."
"I don't know how-" He said in shock as he looked around.
"Me- You- Bed..." She said as she looked.
"You are the one that was in my bed!" Derek finally spat.
"I- It was the sheets. My sheets were rough. So were the other rooms. You had the soft sheets. I can't sleep on anything else!" She told him quickly.
"Are you kidding me?" He said in shock as he stood across the bed from her. "Oh my god..."
"I think I need breakfast." Meredith said quickly as she looked around.
"Yeah. Breakfast. Good idea." Derek agreed as he glanced down. His morning wood was making it's presence known. Meredith's eyes got wide as she looked down.
"I'm going to go..." She said as she wheeled around and walked out.
Awkward. Yes, very. But at the same time, both understood how the other felt. both had the uncontrollable need for each other. Both went through their morning routines only thinking about what had happened last night. Derek rushed into the kitchen with his clothes on. Meredith was standing at the coffee maker in confusion.
"Trouble?" He asked as he looked at her.
"I'm not sure how it works." She finally admitted in defeat.
"You, my dear, are so sheltered." He said as he quickly made the coffee. "So... Breakfast. You can't cook."
"No. I can't." She said with a sigh.
"Eggs?" Derek asked as he looked in the refrigerator.
"That's fine." She said with a sigh as she grabbed a cup of coffee. "How do you want your coffee?" She asked as she glanced over.
"Meredith Grey... Making me coffee? I feel so honored!" He said with a chuckle as he cracked the eggs.
"Funny." Meredith responded, obviously not amused.
"Black." He said with a smile.
"Yuck." She spat as she poured the cup and pushed it to him. "So... I need to get sheets today."
"You're kidding, right?" He asked with a chuckle.
"No. No I am not kidding, Derek. I don't like rough shit against my body." She told him as she sat down at the kitchen counter.
"Such a lady you are." He muttered as he stirred the eggs. "Here you go." He said as he handed her a plate.
"Thanks." She muttered, not looking away from her magazine.
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"Twelve-hundred thread count sheets. I can't believe it." He laughed as they walked into the house.
"What?" Meredith asked as she looked up.
"You know there are people who don't even have sheets, right?" He asked with a chuckle.
"Yes, Derek. I know that. And I feel horrible. Are you happy? Maybe I should just sleep on a fucking coco mat? How would that be? That would solve all the world's problems!" She spat as she looked up at him.
"I'm just saying... For what you paid for those sheets... There are people who could use the money." He suggested as he looked at her.
"That is none of your business. What I do with my money- I- You have no idea, okay! You have no idea the things I do!" She yelled as she stomped up the stairs.
"Meredith!" He yelled after her.
He shook his head as he stood there. She got upset. She truly got upset. He had no idea why she could react that way. You have no idea. What was that supposed to mean. He began to feel guilty as he stood there. He knew she didn't flaunt her money. He shouldn't have said it. He stood there like a fool for several minutes before she came down.
"I have a problem." She muttered as she looked up.
"What is that?" He asked quickly. "Besides your obvious sheet issues."
"These need to be washed." She said as she looked at them.
"And you don't know how." He said with a smirk.
"Yes." She said as she shook her head and stood there.
"Give them to me." Derek ordered as he grabbed them from her hand and walked away. "The things I do for you!" He said loudly as he went into the other room. "Maybe you should follow me. And then you could learn."
"Or I could just let you do it." She giggled as she ran upstairs.
Derek was standing at the bottom of the stairs when she made her decent down the stairs. She was breath taking in her barely there bikini. Her bronze legs looked longer than ever as walked down each stair. Derek smiled as she neared him.
"I'm going swimming." She said as she smirked and walked past him. "You coming?" She asked as she looked over her shoulder. Derek watched her firm little ass she she walked away.
"Of course." He said happily as he ran up the stairs. Derek pulled out is suit and slid it on.
Derek looked out the back door. She wasn't in the pool. He looked around in confusion as he yelled for her. Then it hit him, she must have went to the water. He made his way down the dozens of steps. About halfway down, he saw her out in the light blue sea. He quickly swam out to where she was floating.
"You should have waited for me." Derek said as he swam up to her.
"Should have." She giggled as she looked up. "Boogie man might get me..." Derek smiled as their faces came closer. "Your hair is cute when it's wet." She said as she tugged on it.
"Is it..." Derek muttered as he looked into her eyes.
"It is." She told him as she ran her hand down his cheek. "Very."
Meredith pulled his head to her as she kissed him. It was full of need. All of the frustration she had felt in the past few weeks came out in that one kiss. Her tongue slid into his mouth. She could taste that delectable taste that only belonged to him. She moaned as they floated back towards the shore. Meredith fell back into the sand as Derek kissed her neck. His body hovered over hers as he neared her breasts. They both looked up when they heard a plane. Derek rolled off of her and looked at the sky. Neither saw a thing.
"We should-" Derek stammered.
"Yeah." Meredith agreed as she rolled onto a towel. They both stared at the sky. "Um... Can you put some on me?" She asked as she handed him the lotion.
"Or course." Derek said with a smile as he reached for it.
Derek's eyes got wide as she reached behind her back and untied her swimsuit top. It fell to the sides and her perky breasts pressed against the towel. He could see the slightest bit of her chest as she laid there. He finally snapped back to reality and quickly began massaging her back. He moved to the sides of her back and then down to her thighs. As he continued you, he will his cock to behave. She was far too tempting.
"Thank you." She said as she glanced up.
"Anytime." He said with a grin as he looked down at her.
"Mmm..." She moaned with a smile.
"So you can sleep in your own bed tonight..." Derek said nonchalantly.
He didn't want her to sleep in her bed. Last night was amazing. Just to lay there and feel her so close was amazing. And he didn't want to lose that feeling. He had never felt that way in his life. Never had a girl connected with him on this level. It felt amazing. And tonight, he was hoping she had another sheet issue. Hoping.
As titled...So very close!