Meredith woke up to the sun shining in her eyes. She felt a cool breeze on her back, realizing quickly that she was in the bed by herself. She stretched her arms out and a huge yawn forming. She loved being here . . . in Derek's bed after a nice night of love making. Something about this all seemed right for her . . . for them.

She had been thinking about having to get back to her house. She loved her house and couldn't imagine not going back especially after the work she has put into it. At the same time, she didn't think she wanted to leave Derek; she loved him and secretly loved this change they had. She knew now, just after less than a week, she never wanted this to end and staying at his house with him, backed that up even that much stronger.

Meredith could hear some noise coming from the direction of the door. She smiled knowing Derek was in there . . . probably cooking breakfast or getting things ready to cook breakfast. They didn't have plans today except to spend the day together. It had been decided they were going to stop by Meredith's house to check on things.

At that moment, Meredith heard footsteps getting closer and she decided to close her eyes quickly, knowing it was Derek.

Derek walked in his bedroom and saw her . . . lying perfectly and nakedly in his bed. He was ready for her to get that cast off, but they still had 5 weeks for that. He would possibly check it after 4 weeks and see if she could get it off, but he knew she would probably need it the entire 6 weeks. He was thinking maybe she could get something a little smaller or less binding; they would just have to see.

He smiled watching her lay with her eyes closed, his cock starting to spring into action a bit thinking about her body lying there in his bed. He then saw her twitch and he wondered if she was really sleeping. She wasn't snoring . . . which would be the first indication because anytime Meredith Grey was sleeping, she was emitting some noise. He grinned thinking this was going to be fun.

He tried very quietly to take off his shirt and his pajama pants. He hadn't quite started breakfast yet, but he did get everything out. He wanted to come in the bedroom to get his warm LL Bean house shoes and couldn't help but taking in the site of the woman he loved.

Derek quietly walked over to his side of the bed so that Meredith wouldn't know what he was doing. He was pretty sure she was awake because there was no noise coming from her. He crawled into bed with her, feeling his cock hard and ready for her. He was always amazed at how she could do this to him; just by thinking about her he would be instantly aroused. After three times the night before, one would think he would be tired, but not Derek . . . not when it came to Meredith.

He was going to play the game and see how long it took her to respond to the actions he was going to bestow on her. He started by moving his hand around her stomach. Derek felt her take a semi-deep breath the second she felt his hands there. His hands started roaming to her breasts . . . rotating between breasts, be very careful not to touch her nipple directly.

While his hands were moving around her breasts, Derek was moving his head down to his domain, it was his and he wanted it to always be his and only his. He decided to just go in . . . without warning. He could tell she was starting to respond to his touch as her legs already started to move a little. He sharply stiffened his tongue and plunged it into her core.

"Fuck." He heard her sharply say.

He smiled into her wet mound, and went to working on her clit with his tongue. His hands were still rubbing around on her breasts with occasional pinches to her nipples.

"Oh Derek . . . don't stop." Meredith said grabbing a fistful of black curls.

Derek quickly hastened his pace, thrusting his tongue in and out using one of his hands to stay on her clit, making sure it gets equal attention.

"Derek . . . I am so fucking close . . . suck on it . . . suck on my clit." She directed him and he knew what that meant. She wanted him sucking her clit and his fingers rubbing on her g-spot . . . he had learned all of her ticks and he knew, this was one of her best orgasms. He loved when she told him what she wanted as well. Sometimes she wanted it nice and slow and other times, she was ready to cum and cum hard.

"I am . . . oh . . . shit." Meredith yelled out as her body reacted to the orgasmic wave that was hitting her all at once. Her body shook uncontrollably as Derek continued to suck her through her orgasm so that she would have multiple orgasms, "FUCK, Derek . . . you are so fucking good." She yelled riding out her second wave . . .

After she came down off of that one, he looked up at her and smiled, "Good morning. I think I just had my breakfast. But, I thought you were still asleep, I woke you up."

"You did wake me up; I think you have been a bad boy, Dr. Shepherd." Meredith playfully said.

"I think you may be right. I woke you up and I will never wake you up again to this kind of treatment."

"Well, that would be grounds for lots of punishment because that . . . you should wake me up more often." She smiled to him.

"Wake you up, you were so awake." He finally just burst out laughing.

"You ass." She giggled with him, and playfully added, "Maybe you will have to go and take a cold shower for that one."

"You will be joining me." Derek said.

"I don't do cold showers and Derek . . . your shower is kind of small for the both of us." Meredith reminded him playfully.

"It won't be in our new house." Derek said without even thinking. He quickly looked up at her with worry written all over his face. They hadn't talked about the house but he knew he wanted one with Meredith and he wanted a huge shower and bathroom. Derek wanted to build . . . with Meredith.

Meredith had no idea what to say, but there was a pit instantly at the bottom of her stomach. It was there for a variety of feelings. The one that was coming to surface was one of anxiousness about the thought of building a house with Derek . . . a good anxiousness. She wanted a life with him and really would love nothing more than to build a house with him. She had many emotions running through her right now, "Derek." She said just above a whisper.

"Mer, I didn't . . . I wasn't thinking, it just came out." Derek said looking at her. He had come to learn her "looks" by now and he couldn't read this one . . . if she was ok or completely freaking out. He didn't think she was completely freaking out, but she wasn't saying anything. He knew the wheels were turning. He grew more worried when she didn't speak for the next 10 seconds; it seemed like forever, until she finally said something.

"Derek . . . this last week, I have loved being here with you. At this point, as much as I love my house and fixing it up, I can't imagine going back to it by myself . . . without you." She said very quietly, never taking her eyes off of his.

Derek couldn't say anything as he was speechless. She was beautiful and amazing and he was in shock she just admitted . . . said what he had been thinking. This was going to really happen. She was feeling the same as him, "Meredith. I love you. I want nothing more than to build a house together . . . build a life together. You . . . I don't want to be without you either." He looked at her adorningly.

"I love you." She said kissing him passionately before saying, "make love to me Derek."

That was all she had to say before he was kissing her as equally passionate if not more. He knew she was more than ready when he positioned his cock over her and slowly entered into her, letting them both feel every single possible feeling in the world when they connected.

Neither one of them shut their eyes the entire time, keeping them locked on one another until the both reached their climax together. This love . . . was perfect.

"Breakfast . . . I should cook us something for breakfast." Derek said with her lying on his chest while he stroked her hair.

"You should. I need to be fed you know." Meredith giggled.

"I will always have to feed you . . . if I didn't you would starve to death." He jokingly said.

"I would find something to eat."

"Yes, cold pizza or grilled cheese. A good day starts with a good breakfast." He reminded her of his famous line.

"A good day starts with you and I, loving each other and saying things . . . really good things." She smiled.

"Great things." Derek kissed the top of her head when he heard his cell phone ring. He grumbled a little.

"I am sure it is Mark, just ignore it." Derek said thankful there were no phone calls yesterday, but this one . . . he wasn't sure it was Mark.

"Derek, I am sure he wants to talk to you. Here, I will get it." Meredith went to get up to get his phone that was on the dresser.

"You are not escaping from me." Derek laughed nervously and held her down, kissing her neck.

Meredith picked up on something . . . she wasn't sure what, but something about the phone ringing. It is just Mark and Derek is just nervous for him being with Izzie and Hannah today . . . that is what it is. Meredith decided this is why Derek was a little strange about the phone ringing and Meredith getting up to get it. Then, why did she have a feeling . . . there was more to the nervousness.