Chapter 28: Making Loving

"Are you sure there's a baby in there, Mama?"

"Yes Carwyn," Meredith answered, not opening her eyes. Mother and daughter were snuggling on the soft large bed in the master bedroom, waiting for Derek to come home from the hospital.

"I can't see it?"

Meredith sighed and finally opened one eye. They went over and over this in the last week since she and Derek announced their exciting news.

"That's because it's still tiny. It will be a while before it's big enough to give me a belly and then you'll even be able to feel it kick…just like when Callie's baby was in her tummy."

Carwyn pondered this, not breaking her intense stare from her mother's bare flat stomach she pushed her shirt up to see.

"How'd you get the baby in there, Mama?"

Meredith's head shot up and both eyes were now open. She chewed her bottom lip and was debating the best way to sidestep her question when a deep voice from the hall interrupted them.

"And how are my girls doing tonight?"

"Daddy!" Carwyn shrieked and leaped off the bed and into Derek's outstretched arms.

Meredith sighed relieved, thankful for her easy out, but knew sooner or later she was going to have to have a conversation with Carwyn on where babies came from.

Derek kissed the top of Carwyn's head and greeted her. "Hello beautiful."

He then crossed the room and bent down to gently kiss Meredith who still sat upright against the headboard. "Hello gorgeous."

She smiled up at him. "How was your day?"

A sheepish smile stole across his face as he answered. "Amazing. We had a patient come in with Subarachnoid hemorrhage and I successfully repaired the arachnoid membrane when the aneurysm burst." A happy sigh escaped his lips. "It felt so good being back in the OR. Opening someone's brain and saving a life. That's what it's all about. And now that Mr. Luc…um… now that Richard is heading the board…everything's back to normal. I can be the chief and be a doctor…not just a paper pusher."

Meredith didn't miss the way he quickly avoided mentioning his name. It was something he had been walking on eggshells about ever since she was discharged from the hospital. She had told him time and time again, she was fine. She was okay. Derek refused to believe it.

"That's great Derek. I'm so happy for you. I can't wait to get back… I'd kill for a craniotomy right now. Even a simple appendectomy sounds appealing."

Derek immediately frowned and looked at her concerned. "Are you sure you're ready to go back tomorrow Mer? I mean… I can give you a few more days… whatever you need. You shouldn't rush things."

Meredith met him with a frown of her own. "Derek. We've been through this. I'm ready. I'm fine. I'm not going to break. The stitches are gone…you took them out…and the bruises are barely noticeable now. I'm fine. I'm going back tomorrow. And that's that."

Their eyes remained locked for a moment more, neither wanting to yield to their stubborn partner. Meredith finally softened her gaze.

"Look, why don't you go put Carwyn to bed… and when you get back... I'll show you just how fine I really am." She lowered her lashes and gave him her best seductive look.

Derek chuckled. "Now slow down there Monroe. You have a big day tomorrow. I need you to get all the rest you can."

He kissed her on the forehead and pulled the covers protectively up, tucking her in. Meredith rolled her eyes when he turned back to Carwyn and led her out the door to her own room down the hall.

She was tired of him being so careful around her. She was done with his anxious looks and cautious touches. A sly smile curved her lips upward as she made up her mind. After tonight, there'd be no room for him to question whether or not she really was fine.

Meredith's plan was designed in her mind by the time Derek returned from tucking Carwyn into bed. She could tell he was tired by the lines on his face as he sat heavily at the bed, leaning over to remove his shoes.

She smiled seeing it was going to be even easier than previously thought. Wiggling out from beneath the covers, she removed her pajama bottoms, leaving herself in one of Derek's large t-shirts covering her panties and bra.

She slowly made her way to where Derek sat, as he went on about how Carwyn was tired and was out like a light and how his day was long but good and another VIP patient was coming in the next week for a secret procedure with Mark and how they were going to have to cover up the patient's identity.

He was so preoccupied with releasing his tired feet from the confines of his shoes and socks, he didn't even notice his fiancée moved until the flowery sent filled his nose and he felt her tiny body slide onto his.

She skillfully moved herself onto his lap, facing him, resting her hands behind his neck and linking her ankles around his waist. Meredith ignored his surprised look as she focused on his neck and went to work nibbling and sucking, leaving wet kisses up to his ear.

"Mer." Derek argued, but she wasn't deterred. She shifted her body and started slightly rocking back and forth, feeling him grow hard through her thin panties.

"Mer." He tried again, but it came out as a moan.

Meredith then moved to unbuttoning his dress shirt, kissing his hard chest as her fingers moved quickly down and spread the shirt apart. She pulled it down his shoulders and pushed him back on the bed in one forceful movement, reminding Derek how strong this tiny woman could be.

She sat up, now straddling him, as she pulled the soft white t-shirt over her head, revealing her red bra, nipples hard through the thin material.

Derek groaned again and in another swift movement, he rolled her so he was now on top and in control.

"Meredith, what are you doing?"

"Well if it isn't obvious I must not be doing a very good job at it." She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.

"No…you're doing a very good job at it…its just… are you sure? I don't want to rush things…"

"Derek." She said firmly. "I'm ready. I want sex. I need sex. And if you're unwilling to participate…I guess I'll go find someone who is."

Meredith made a movement as if she was trying to get away, but Derek grabbed both her arms in his hands and used his strength to pin her to the bed.

He let out a deep throaty laugh, his eyes darkening in desire as he spoke. "I don't think so. I'm more than willing to…fulfill your needs as you put it…as long as you're sure…"

"Derek. I'm sure! Kiss me damnit!" She replied frustrated.

She opened her mouth to offer some more profanities but was stifled by Derek's strong lips, pressing her down hard into the soft comforter. She eagerly opened her mouth and felt her body melt into his as their tongues fought for power.

She pressed her body up against his, wanting and needing him more than she could ever remember. When the need for oxygen was too great, he finally pulled away, both of them gasping for air. After meeting her eyes, fiery with lust, all hesitancy was gone and Derek lowered his mouth back down, this time aiming for her soft neck that tasted so good.

Her hands ran through his thick air, pulling him tight against her, as his mouth made its way lower, slowly teasing the skin near her collarbone.

His hot breath and wet tongue were driving her crazy and she thought it was unfair that he still had his pants on. She moved her hands down to his belt and moments later she was pulling down the starched kaki material. Her hands immediately went back up to the elastic on the waist band of his boxers, while he busied himself with the clasp of her bra.

With a little shifting here and a little effort there, Derek's pants and boxers laid on the floor beside her bra.

Their eyes swept over each other's bodies approvingly before Meredith moved her hands down to stroke Derek. She grasped the firm skin in her hands and smiled at the moan that filled the room from Derek's throat.

His hands moved up and down the smooth skin of her body, enjoying the contrast of her hard nipples in his soft hands. He lowered his face once again and began leaving small, teasing kisses, on her swollen breasts, letting his tongue linger on the part that excited him the most.

Meredith moaned and writhed in pleasure beneath him, and just when she thought she could take it no longer, he moved on to her stomach.

He stopped a moment and gave a sweet kiss to his baby growing inside her, before traveling even lower to the only part of her body that was still clothed.

He hooked his fingers in the soft silk material and pulled it down, slowly, carefully, enjoying the way her body squirmed with need.

When the panties were out of the way and carelessly added to the strewn clothes pile, he sat between her legs, smiling at her heavy-lidded expression.

"Derek..." It was just a whisper, but it was full of desire, full of need.

He lifted one of her long slender legs and brought his lips to the inside thigh. He enjoyed the spell he seemed to be holding over her and kissed the skin, slowly, softly down until he reached her carefully trimmed bikini line and moved to the other leg. He repeated the torturous process, until he came to the same spot on the other side, and this time instead of stopping he move to her center.

He felt Meredith jerk beneath him as his tongue entered her wet core, thrusting as deep as he could, enjoying the warm wetness he knew was for him. He pulled out only to tease her delicate spot and felt Meredith tense with pleasure.

"Derek..." She repeated again, now more urgent, now demanding. "Now..pleeeeaassseeee."

He never could tell her no, so in one precise movement, he entered her; enjoying how he fit in her so well, so perfect. He pushed in hard, staying still, as they both gasped at the feeling, neither wanting to move afraid it would be over too soon.

Finally, when he could take it no longer, he began rocking, slow at first, tender and gentle; until her nails dug into his back, forcing him to move faster, harder.

His thrusts were even and perfect, sending her into her orgasm immediately. She called out as he felt her tighten around him, causing him to thrust with more passion.

His heart was beating wildly in his chest, and he couldn't ever remember making love feeling so right, so good. He finally reached his limit and he let it all go; experiencing a whole new level of ecstasy as he came. Their bodies tensed and shook in pleasure as they hung on tight to each other's sweaty body.

They slowly came back to earth together, and Derek gently moved to her side, keeping his arms around her, not wanting to let go.

They panted as they desperately tried to catch their breath, staring into each other's eyes, lost in the moment.

After a few minutes passed and Derek was starting to regain feeling in his body, he felt Meredith snuggle closer to him, naked bodies pressed firmly together.

"Derek?"

He looked down and smiled, wiping her damp hair off her forehead and leaving a kiss in its place.

"Yes?"

Meredith lowered her eyes and batted her lashes. "Can we do that again?"`