Author's Note: Don't you just hate it that when you've got a chapter ready to go and you can't post it because of a "technical glitch"?
I'm glad it's fixed now because I was close to putting my fist through my monitor in frustration and I don't think the warranty covers that.
Anyway, here's the morning after with a side of sex and hopefully it doesn't sound too mushy. Reactions and Maddison will definitely be in the next chapter.
Disclaimer: "HONESTLY, IT'S NOT MINE!" – Austin Powers
The noise of an alarm clock broke him out of his slumber and he reflexively reached for it, only to find that it wasn't there.
The sound of it being slammed firmly down with kittenish mewls of annoyance made him smile, as did the sweet scent of lavender.
So, it wasn't a dream…
Derek turned over just in time to see Meredith's eyes open and blink slowly, adjusting to the brightness.
She was…exquisite. The rare Seattle sun filtered in between the blinds and made her skin glow like marble. Her honey blonde hair stood in every conceivable direction and her lips were a swollen bee stung red from their feverish kissing. The sheet was bunched around her hips, showing pert but full breasts and hard cinnamon nipples.
She stretched languidly and he licked his lips as she got out of bed, his eyes on her swaying hips and ass as she walked.
After she relieved herself, she came back to bed, boldly kissing him, morning breath and all. He didn't give a damn about it. It was actually a welcome change. Addison always felt that she had to primp and fuss over her appearance first thing in the morning, something Derek had never understood. It's not like anyone was watching. If your breath stinks and your hair's tangled, it doesn't matter until you actually have to go somewhere.
Of course, he didn't plan on going anywhere just yet…
Derek plunged his tongue into her mouth and she moaned, straddling his early morning wood. Immediately, she sank down onto him, moving her hips in slow, lazy figure eights, undulating against him like a snake. Soon, she started twisting her hips in even better patterns and he let out a long soft groan.
God, who taught her these moves and how can I thank them?, he wondered as his eyes rolled back in his head with bliss.
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She couldn't help but smile as his eyes rolled back. He was damn cute, sometimes.
Meredith moaned as he thrust against her spot but didn't cease her lazy pace. Izzie had gotten her into belly dancing and she couldn't wait to show him what she could really do with her body. Performing for him could be fun…
Actually, she just wanted to show him her costume but that could wait awhile. At least until after breakfast…that is if they ever got out of bed…
This is way more fun than dancing…, she decided as he pushed deeper into her, making her gasp with pleasure.
"Meredith…Mere, please…" he begged quietly.
A triumphant smile curved her lips and she cooed, "I love it when you beg."
Even in the throes of amazing sex, he managed to roll his beautiful cornflower eyes.
"Meredith!" he growled warningly.
Instead of scaring her, his tone made her moisten further and she panted as he went deeper inside her. Perhaps, harder would be better after all. Ceasing her languid movements, she braced her hands on his broad chest and began to ride him in earnest.
With a low growl, he swiftly reversed their positions and before she could even squeak, he was pounding into her forcefully. He pinned her wrists down and she really hoped nobody had come home yet because the bed (not to mention her screams) was making quite a racket.
He was filling her so well but he kept refusing to hit that tiny little place that made her shatter. Only he could find it and she really…needed…to …come. She needed it so badly…
"Derek, please…" she finally whimpered.
A deep chuckle escaped him and he purred, "I love it when you beg."
"Derek, make me come!" she hissed.
In vengeance, she purposely flexed her inner muscles and his breathless gasp made her smirk briefly before he took her under again.
His lips went to her ear and he moaned as he began to suck and nibble at the lobe.
"What's the magic word?"
"Now!" she snarled, making him chuckle.
"Eh. Close enough."
With that, he forcefully pushed against her hot spot and any retort she had was lost in a hellcat worthy screech.
His shout joined hers and she smiled as his hot thick seed surged into her.
Derek was in her bed, naked, and delirious from pleasure she had given him.
It felt…extraordinary.