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I wonder if it's possible to have a love affair that lasts forever.
Andy Warhol
She should have known better. Derek was a bastard. He had warned her a few hours earlier.
Since you don't have a man, I don't have a woman either. Then don't make an ass face when I go home with another girl.
He wasn't just rubbing his crotch against that slut's ass. He was looking at Penelope. He was smiling at her. She breathed in and downed the shot of gin in one gulp. She really wanted to wipe that damn smile off his face.
But she decided to keep her composure. She was Penelope Grace Garcia. She wasn't threatened by any college girl and her drunk ass.
If Derek wanted to play, they'd both play.
Right at the bar she found the perfect victim. A blond, muscular, gorgeous man. Having his drink alone. What a shame. She couldn't allow it.
Penelope got up from the table where she was surrounded by her friends. She could feel their stares on her back but she didn't care either. They were used to it by now.
She stood to the left of the man. On top of that, he smelled wonderful.
"What's a hunk like you doing all alone in a place like this?"
The blond turned and his green eyes dropped from her face to her cleavage. An immediate smile appeared on his face. He stroked his beard, returning his gaze to her face.
"I was waiting for the beautiful woman I dreamed about last night."
She smiled at him lifting the corners of her lips as her hand rested on his chest. Oh, he was big.
"And tell me, how was that woman dressed?"
He pretended to think, tapping his chin.
"She had a short white dress. And lips as red as cherries. She was a beautiful blonde and her name was-"
"Penelope"
He repeated her name in a whisper as his gaze wandered all over her body. He was very sexy. She had to act fast.
So she took a pen from her purse and jotted her phone number on his forearm. He laughed without taking his eyes off the numbers on his skin.
"I'm Thomas, by the way."
She shook her hair, ready to take the flirtation a step further. But then her smile was wiped off in a flash.
A large hand rested on his shoulder.
"Hey bro, I need to talk to my woman."
Penelope gawked at him for a few seconds. She twisted her face angrily but deep down she was having fun. Just what she wanted. There he was, standing in front of her. Jealous as hell.
"I am not your woman."
He clenched his jaw and laughed out of sheer nerve. Derek didn't even know how to handle his rage anymore. His hand went straight to her ass, squeezing her flesh and pulling her body into his.
"Yes, you are."
Thomas looked at them like someone watching a tennis match. Left, right. He followed the discussion with absolutely no understanding.
One part of him wanted to leave and go somewhere else in the pub. The other one wanted to keep watching the show, enjoying his drink.
"Are you one of those weird guys who gets horny seeing his girl with another man?"
He asked out of pure curiosity. But the other man locked his dark eyes on him.
"Excuse me?"
Derek scowled at him, shaking his head.
"Of course I don't like another moron touching what's MINE."
He put so much emphasis on that last word that Penelope's new friend had to stifle a smile.
"Be calm, my friend. I was just telling her I had a dream about a very pretty woman" His eyes were once again riveted on her body "And well, it looked a lot like her."
Derek stood in front of Penelope with his arms crossed, preventing the man from looking at her.
"Sorry, time to wake up."
She rolled her eyes upward. Time to go. She grabbed him by the bicep and pulled him away, saying goodbye to Thomas. The man waved goodbye, visibly amused. He could barely hold in his laughter.
Penelope walked quickly down the street without letting go of Derek's arm. He followed her without complaint but eventually released her grip.
His footsteps stopped sounding. Penelope took the opportunity to face him. She knew that as soon as she turned around, he would be standing there with his scowl on his face and his arms crossed.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Morgan?"
In less than a second everything was spinning around. Her back was against a wall and she had her lover's body so close to hers that she was trapped between him and that fucking wall.
She looked at both sides of her head and could see a hand on each side, forcing her to look directly into his face.
"Love made me crazy."
His deep voice caressed her right ear. That sensation kept sending sparks to every nerve in her body. She could notice how his leg intruded between her thighs, seeking to accommodate his pubis against hers.
She felt her heart racing. Having him around always gave her that feeling. The air around her began to feel heavy.
His fingers began to roam her hips seeking redemption. Penelope couldn't help but shiver. Derek nuzzled her nose with his in a tender gesture.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Penelope saw so much concern in his eyes that she smiled. That was a really stupid question. She quickly shook her head.
"Good. You're what I love the most. I'll never hurt you." Derek gave a half-smile. "But I don't promise I won't bust the head of the next man who intends to take you to bed."
She thumped his chest weakly. He was a jerk when he wanted to be.
"You started it. Did you say goodbye to that silicone doll?"
"You know I just wanted to make you pay for being so stubborn."
He lowered his mouth to the curve of her neck. Too much talk. He needed his fix. And he needed it fast.
His hand descended from the wall to her leg, grasping her knee. Penelope breathed in. God, how she enjoyed those moments. If she had known that their sex was going to be like this, that would have started a long time before.
"That doesn't give you the right to interrupt my fun"
He pulled away from her slightly to look at her face. He ended up looking at her lips, though.
"You weren't even having fun." he nibbled on her lower lip and let his fingers gently grasp her neck "You just wanted to make me fucking jealous. It was all for dancing with that girl"
Penelope smiled. He knew her too well.
"Well, you looked like you wanted to go home with her."
He could see her smile but could tell she had that little doubt in her heart. Derek couldn't allow that. She had to know that he was never going to fail her. Not again.
"I just want to go home with you."
He looked into her eyes and she knew Derek wasn't lying. He wanted her. He wanted to be with her. Keeping their relationship a secret was costing him his sanity.
But it was not possible. Affective relationships were forbidden for federal agents. And she wasn't hired, somehow, Penelope was serving time.
"But you insist on keeping me a secret. And if you don't claim me" He let his hand at her throat go to the back of her neck, brushing his fingertips over just that spot. "They think I'm available, babygirl. Understand them. I'm handsome, I'm nice, I have a cool job."
"Ay, shut up" She interrupted him with laughter "We already know you're the perfect son-in-law."
Derek smiled against her mouth. That woman was driving him completely crazy. She was perfect. Penelope was everything he had always wanted in a woman. But for some reason, she didn't want to become his girlfriend.
He didn't know if she was afraid of the team's reaction or of their future together. Maybe she was just afraid of retaliation at work. His brain kept turning the matter over and over. He was no longer satisfied with their sexual dalliances. He needed her in his life and he needed to shout it to the world.
Derek noticed her hands around his waist. Her jasmine and peach perfume flooded his senses. He was going to tattoo that scent on his skin.
He could not contain himself and began a kiss that soon turned into a fight of tongues. Their hands roamed over every forbidden corner of their bodies.
Now it was he who had his back against the wall while she filled his neck with kisses. He threw his head back, leaving room for her bites. Derek was sure he'd have a hickey on his neck the next day. But at that moment he didn't give a shit.
Twenty minutes later they managed to get into his room. He didn't even bother to turn on the light.
The street lamps and moonlight were all they needed. The pieces of clothing were left on living room floor.
Penelope was drunk but not on alcohol. She hadn't tasted a drop. That was a thousand times better than any drink.
She had always imagined he would be like that in intimacy. Dominant, hot and wonderfully pleasurable. He was too experienced.
Her body, however, had only known Shane and Kevin. And boy, she preferred not to compare.
Penelope couldn't understand how someone as bossy as she was could be so submissive in bed. But in truth, she didn't give a shit about that.
She felt his arousal just behind, at the small of her back. His fingers caught her wrists to force her arms back.
"I should spank you" he whispered, slipping his free fingers inside her wet pussy "but I'm too eager to stick my dick in here."
She could not suppress a moan. Likewise, she couldn't help but move her hips against his fingers.
But Derek soon put an end to her fun. He pulled his hand away from her crotch and laid her face down on the mattress. She was about to cum in anticipation.
His hands gripped her wide hips and she noticed how his knees pushed her legs apart.
"Open up for me."
Penelope smiled against the pillow. She already knew what was coming next.
He thrust inside her and those sensations returned again. Each thrust was wilder than the last. His every moan brought her closer to ecstasy.
She knew what she had to do to finish turning him on. Penelope turned her head back, seeking his gaze. It was dark but lit enough so that he could see her smile adorning her vicious gaze.
She could swear his eyes darkened. Her pupils filled with lust.
Then his hand grabbed her blond mane between his fist, forcing her head back. He grabbed her with one arm and lifted her torso, pressing her back against his chest.
"Tell me whose pussy this is" He whispered against her cheek, still pinching her nipples "Tell me."
She smiled again, although she was barely able to formulate a word. Only moans of pleasure came out of her mouth.
"That's all yours, Derek."
Derek brought one of his hands to her neck and turned her face to kiss her.
"Wanna cum inside you"
And that whisper against her mouth was all she needed to release herself. An electric current shot from the center of her vagina to every part of her body.
She felt like she could faint at any moment.
His thrusts were animalistic and that's how she felt. Like a wild spirit. He began to tremble against her body and she knew he was done.
They both flopped down on the mattress, exhausted and no doubt pleased.
She noticed his lips leaving kisses on her back and rolled over. He loved to sleep on her lap.
"We should get married, babygirl"
Penelope knew he was joking. She could feel his laughter against her bare chest. But the truth is, it didn't seem like such a bad idea after all.
"All women would envy me. It would be dangerous for my safety."
He gave her a tired smile before kissing her lips.
"I will protect you."
Penelope stroked his features gently, just with her fingertips. God, how she adored that man.
"You're so perfect"
He laid his head on her chest again, letting her fingers caress the back of his neck. That night he was going to have a restful sleep.
"I love you"
THE END
