Her head spun as she looked down at the top of Derek's head and wondered if she should've shaved like Kari suggested. As they sat in silence, she could feel how wet she was, feel it dribbling between her asscheeks.

"I—" She stopped, swallowing hard. "Are we good? Is there something wrong?"

His eyes snapped up to hers, pupils blown so wide only a sliver of green showed, as he nodded almost absent and laid down flat on his stomach, his hands splayed across the tops of her thighs as he wrapped his arms around the backs of her thighs. "Yeah. More than good. You're so wet."

The words made her flush almost as much as him pulling her further down on the bed.

Without another word, he lowered his head and swiped his tongue across her clit. Her hips arched off the bed as she yelped in shock, in pleasure, at it. Her body hummed and vibrated with pleasure, heat burning vibrantly through her veins, singeing her nerve endings.

She reached down and wove her fingers through his ridiculously thick hair, tugging it when he wrapped his mouth around her clit and lavished it with too-soft pressure that left her frustrated. Her hips rocked, trying to chase the friction she so desperately craved, as he sucked and flicked her clit. Her cunt clenched and unclenched as he worked her over, the heat and suction of his mouth making her keen so loudly she thought her head might explode.

"Oh, oh fuck," she gasped, not recognizing her throaty, hungry voice or the crass words as her own, as he pulled his mouth away from her clit for a second too long and she whined, tugging at his hair.

He growled, the noise vibrating against her thigh where he had his mouth pressed, and she watched as he brought one of his hands up to her mouth and instructed her to suck. She obeyed, laving his fingers in saliva until they dripped, and he tucked the wet hand between her thighs, slipping a thick digit into her.

Her pussy spasmed and clenched around the intrusion as she whined, her nostrils flared at the slight aching sensation.

"You good? It doesn't hurt, does it?" he asked in a low voice as he held still for a moment.

She shifted, eyes fluttering closed at the strange pressure, as she shook her head mutely. "Feels different but not bad," she managed as he began to move his finger, sliding it in and out of her, before he lowered his head down and wrapped his hot, plush mouth again around her clit.

Hot pleasure ran through her veins, burned her nerve endings, and she whimpered at the dual, clashing sensation of his tongue and finger. The wet sucking sounds made her face heat up but also encouraged her to rock her hips into his touch.

A coil in her stomach began to twist steadily, her orgasm climbing close and closer, as her soul-mate licked and sucked and flicked her clit so fiercely her legs trembled where they were spread wide on his shoulders. She could feel how wet her pussy was, feel the slick drip down between her asscheeks and trail onto the bed beneath her, and moaned loudly when he added a second finger, his tongue lightening its assault as he did so.

"Feels good," she moaned, whimpering when he pulled his fingers out of her and replaced them with his tongue, alternating between flicking her throbbing clit and dipping into her. She clutched his hair, moaning loudly, as her orgasm crashed through her, her pussy spasming and fluttering, aftershocks rolling through her, making her body jerk and writhe.

Derek pulled away from her pussy and gathered her into his arms, rubbing her back gently as she climbed down from her high, panting heavily, blinking back emotional tears that fell down her cheeks against her best efforts.

"Sh, I've got you. You're okay."

When she gathered her wits, sniffling and wiping her eyes clear, she sat up.

Their eyes met, and he gave her a shy smile, his ears and cheeks turning red. "Was that good?"

She kissed him in response, tasting the salty, musky flavor of herself on his lips.