Chapter 40: Surprising Him

Derek's Point-of-View

I quickly sucked her bottom lip into my mouth and nibbled on it. Such a delectable piece of flesh. She took my upper lip into her mouth and nibbled on it. We both moaned.

I was already hard as a rock and I knew she knew it. Her ass was sitting on it and moving on it and…

Holy Mary Mother of God!

I growled into her mouth and she drew back, smiling slyly. She knew exactly what she was doing, the little minx. I pulled her harshly back to me and devoured her mouth, my tongue pushing past her teeth and investigating her hot cavern. My hips flexed, pushing against her ass again. One of my hands stayed on her hip; the other moved to her blond silken tresses forcing her harder against my mouth. She pulled away and sucked in long pulls of air.

Oops. I forgot she needed to breathe. She shifted off of me and I made a sound of dismay. She giggled and then straddled me, rubbing her heat against my large hard bulge that was currently about to eat its way out of my jeans.

"Much better." She purred, taking my mouth with hers again.

I pressed against her again and again. She made these porn worthy sounds and I wanted to hear them for the rest of my life.

"Hmmpf."

"Hmmm."

"Mmphf."

I realized she was pressing against me. I pulled back, breathing heavily.

"What?" I asked.

"Back…pressing….table…ouch." She panted incoherently.

What? I was confused until I saw her rubbing her back.

"Oh! Sorry!"

"It's okay. Let's move." She said.

"Where?"

"Countertops." She said.

I leaned back looking at her.

"Really?" I asked.

"I have a thing for countertops." She explained.

"I have a thing for ferry boats." I shared.

"Yeah, I like my thing better." She said.

Me too.

I slowly stood up and she wrapped her legs around me, and I shuffled to my $4000.00 marble countertops…that I was about to defile. I was so proud; I probably wouldn't even disinfect them after we were done. Well not right away.

I placed her gorgeous ass on my aforementioned counters and settled myself between her long, slender legs. I placed my hands above her knees and relished in the silkiness of them. I slid them slowly up, massaging as them. I bent down to kiss her left knee and then her right one, glancing up.

She was watching me, her lids hooded, her teeth digging into her bottom lip. The same bottom lip I was biting earlier. I turned my attention back to her legs, alternating kissing, nibbling and licking my way up.

I heard her moan and that propelled me forward. I ran my hands under her dress and raised it up to around her hips, exposing her black panties. I licked my lips and put my nose to her inner thigh, inhaling deeply.

God, I could smell her arousal. She smelled like…heaven, was all my porny hazed mind could come up with. I couldn't help myself. I buried my nose into her wet panties.

She made a choked gurgling sound, which I hoped was good. One of her hands buried into my hair and shoved me further into her.

Yep. Good.

I brought my fingers up and traced the fabric, before sliding it into them. My fingers against her most private made a sloshing sound.

I groaned.

She was soaked. I dipped my fingers into her sopping wetness and then pulled them out. She made a sound of protest until I sucked my wet fingers into my mouth, tasting her very essence. God, she tasted better than she smelled.

My intention to go slow flew out the window and I pulled back and ripped her panties off of her and dived back in. I licked her hand from top to bottom and then back up to suck hard on her clit.

"Oh my god!" She yelled, holding my head firmly against her.

I went to town, sucking, biting, and licking. Tongue Fucking 101. I had an 'A' in that class. Judging by her response, she approved of my schooling. She leaned all the way back on my counters and started thrusting her hips in time to my movements. I moved my hand up to her stomach and held her firmly down and tongued her more firmly. I felt her tense up and knew she was close.

"Cum for me. I want to hear you scream my name." I growled.

That did it.

"Derek!" She screamed as she reached the peak. Wetness gushed out of her like a geyser and I lapped every bit of it up.

I stood up and looked down on her as she recovered. She was beautiful, her breasts heaving, panting loudly, her eyes glazed over. I couldn't help myself.

I grinned.

I did that to her.

She raised herself up on her elbows and looked at me intently. I didn't have time to react before she reached up and pulled me down on top of her. DJ was nudging her leg rather disrespectfully, but she didn't really seem to mind. She wrapped her legs around me, holding me in place on top of her. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they dry humped her leg. That was probably going to cause a bruise tomorrow, I was that hard.

"Take off your pants." She ordered, in between kisses.

I tried to get up, but her legs were like vice grips.

"Um…release." I said.

"Oh!" She said, as she unhooked her legs and let me up. Instead of closing her legs, she kept them open and placed each heeled foot on the counter, giving me a great view of her beautiful glistening pussy.

I faltered. This was big. Bigger than DJ at the moment and that was big. She was trusting me with her body and ultimately her heart. I didn't know if I was deserving of it.

"What's wrong?" She asked, sitting up.

"I don't know if I can do this." I said.

"You don't want this?" She asked, her expression wounded.

"No! I do. God, I do. I just don't know if I deserve this." I said.

"How so?" She asked.

I met her gaze head on.

"I don't know if I deserve you."

Meredith's Point-of-View

He was looking at me so full of longing and terror.

I slid down to the floor, holding on to the counter to make sure my shaky legs would hold my slight weight. My orgasm had been intense.

I reached my hand out to him.

"Come here."

He walked over to me. I took both of his hands in mine and looked deep into his blue eyes.

"Do you want me?" I asked.

"God, yes." He breathed.

"Are you just using me for sex?"

"What? No! It is not like that for us. Right?" He asked.

I smiled.

"Right. So, if we are doing this for the right reasons, then what is stopping us?"

"What if I hurt you?" He asked me.

"I'll heal." I told him.

"No, what if I hurt you emotionally? That would kill me."

"Are you planning on it?"

"No, but I am stupid, and I haven't really done this before, so…" He trailed off.

"No one ever knows how things are going to turn out and we can either be so scared that we stay away from each other, or we can move forward and try to make us work." I said, placing one of my hands on his cheek.

He nodded.

"Good. Now show me your bedroom." I told him bluntly.

He took me by the hand and led me to the second floor. We entered his bedroom.

"Last chance to back out." He said.

My response was to kiss him deeply and shove him back towards his massive king-sized bed. I pushed him down on the bed and stepped back. I reached back and unzipped my dress, letting it pool down around my feet. He shifted uncomfortably as he took in my naked form. I placed both of my hands on my full breasts and teased my nipples into points. I then slowly, traced my hand down to my throbbing core, dipping one finger into my depths, moaning as I did so. He stood up abruptly and roughly undid his pants, shoving both them and his boxers down to his ankles. He hobbled around a bit as they caught on his shoes. I stifled a laugh at him hopping around on one foot, his full erection bobbing up and down.

Finally, he shed his clothes and stood up straight, facing me, panting a little after his exertion. Something snapped and I lunged at him, knocking him back onto the mattress. I landed on top of him and my mouth found his immediately. I rubbed against his hard length, relishing in the groan that came from his mouth. Next thing I knew. I was on my back and he was hovering above me, his look feral. I shivered under its intensity.

He moved his hands to my breasts and fondled them gently. I moaned as the feeling shot down all the way to the junction of my thighs. I needed him now.

I reached down and grabbed his cock. He froze and growled, jutting against my core hard.

Jesus H. Christ.

My intent must not have been clear because he pulled away.

"I thought we discussed that we both want this to happen. So where are you going?" I complained. Okay, so I whined.

He reached into the bedside table and pulled out several condoms.

"Just in case." He explained with a wink. He grabbed one and went to tear it with his teeth.

I stopped him.

"Don't."

"You changed your mind?" He looked crestfallen.

"No. I want to feel you, all of you." I told him. "No barriers."

"Meredith, I don't know…" He looked doubtful.

"I'm clean. Are you?" I asked.

"Yes, I get tested every three months, but I don't want to risk your health. I have been with a lot of women, too many really." He looked away.

"Don't hide from me." I mocked gently. "I don't care about your past. It doesn't define you and I want you to be with me, without a condom."

He searched my eyes for any sign of doubt, but I knew he would find none. I wanted this. I wanted him.

"Now let's do this before he goes all floppy." I said.

Derek's mouth flew open.

"You are so going to pay for that remark." He threatened.

I laid back, arms and legs spread.

"Punish me." I purred.

He swallowed and then settled in between my legs, sitting on his knees. He pulled me to him, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my torso still lying flat on the bed. He pulled my bottom off of the bed and then impaled me.

"Oh Shit!" I screamed, as my unused muscles screamed along in protest.

"Are you okay?" He panicked at my expression, trying to pull out.

Was he kidding me? I tightened my muscles on his cock causing him to growl.

"Fuck me." I hissed.

His eyes widened in shock.

"Will you move?" I yelled.

That snapped out of whatever reverie he had gotten in and he started moving. His cock hit every spot in me and my mouth was froze in an wide 'O'. I didn't remember sex being this good…ever.

He thrust into me, over and over, the only sounds in the room being my screaming, his moaning and our skin slapping together loudly. The room filled with the smell of our sexes mixing. It was sensory overload. He unwrapped my legs and placed them up on either side of his head, hitting me deeper.

"Oh…oh…oh", was all I could say over and over again. I felt my orgasm coming on quickly but I wanted to hold off. I didn't want this to end.

But too soon I was cumming on his massive cock, causing him to yell out. He went faster, harder, deeper, prolonging my orgasm immensely. I screamed over and over again, a string of words that weren't words. He moved faster, his breath coming in harsh pants and he yelled as he released deep inside me.

I expected him to collapse, so I was shocked when he pulled out and flipped me over on my stomach. He pulled me up on all fours and slid into me again, instantly pounding me.

He was still hard.

Thank you Baby Jesus for sending this now reformed manwhore my way. Amen.

He pummeled in and out of me, gripping my hips, getting the spot until I was clenching around him again, yelling again, yelling his name as if it were a mantra.

He pulled out and I was on my back again. He was fully on top of me this time, looking deep into my eyes as he slipped back into me and moved in and out slowly, taking his time.

He caressed my hair, my face, my shoulders, my breasts. Whatever he could reach. His hand slipped to my leg and brought it up and wrapped it around him, my hips moving in rhythm with his. His eyes held so many emotions as he made love to me.

I was falling again, careening into a white-hot abyss, him following soon after. He stilled and fell to my side, his flaccid penis slipping out of me. I instantly mourned its loss and I sighed.

We laid in comfortable, rapturous silence. Nothing needed to be said.

"I love you."

I looked at him. Did he just say…

His eyes were shining back at me, fear evident in them. Fear and hope.

I smiled at him.

"I love you too."