A/N: *Blaring trumpets* Here it is, the last chapter, *sniffle* I had so much fun writing this. Thanks so much, readers, for your continued interest in my story, I hope you've enjoyed it as much as I did. And a big high-five to the reviewers who helped motivate me to write as quick as I can (which really isn't very fast, but I tried). At the end of this chapter, please take time to read my author's notes (I swear it's short), I might need a little directional help (it'll, hopefully, make sense when you read it). And, without further delay, I give you, Chapter 7. I hope you enjoy!

Reminder: Again, this a rated M fic. I'm not kidding *giggles nervously*

Disclaimer: Still don't own. Maybe someday?

The splash of cold water on Chloe's cheeks helped clear her head a little, but the memories of tonight were still vividly fresh in her mind. She was in her tiny bathroom, going through her nighttime routine of brushing her teeth and washing her face, but her brain was busy replaying every tiny detail of the night's events. She looked at her reflection and blushed for about the hundredth time in the last five minutes.

They both had clearly lost track of time when they were...messing around, Chloe hadn't realized how late it was until Kit's untimely arrival. Her aunt pulled up shortly after and Chloe thought it best to meet her outside. Mainly, to prevent anyone from noticing how tense Chloe felt or how dejected Derek looked. She was sure Kit assumed his son was just groggy with sleepiness but she didn't want to push their luck by having her aunt come inside the house and chat for a bit. Best to just get the hell out. But poor Derek, he looked upset enough to chew through the coffee table. And Chloe knew exactly what that felt like.

She really couldn't believe how bold she was, how brave. Dying of curiosity, she needed to see what it looked like, felt like, but she really surprised herself when she put her mouth on...Oh my god! I still can't believe I did that. She blushed even harder.

She had to admit she was a little scared to see it too. What if it was really ugly? Thankfully, it wasn't. Just absolutely ginormous. But her fears were quickly forgotten once she got...started. That's how it was with them ̶ when things got hot and heavy, she was more than willing to try something new, often surprising the hell out of herself later.

It wasn't as if she wasn't ready ̶ she was ̶ but as emotionally close they have become, from all the good and bad times they faced together, they were officially moving into uncharted territory. Chloe was glad they waited as long as they did. They were intimate in every way possible ̶ they knew each other so well, loved one another unconditionally ̶ and sex never had the chance to cloud or complicate their relationship.

Patting her face dry, her mind involuntarily flashed to them on the couch ̶ her hand reaching inside his boxers, how incredibly hard he was, and how velvety soft his skin felt. How smooth he tasted. She clapped her hands on her cheeks like she could stop them from blushing again. Staring at her reflection, wide-eyed and red face, she couldn't help giggling. It was kind of nice...a little weird, considering how big he is. She giggled again. He definitely seemed to like it. And at that thought, she flushed again, but not with embarrassment. A thick heat bloomed between her legs and she had to splash cold water on her face again to try to get a hold of herself.

She sighed, a little dejectedly, before wandering into her bedroom. The light from the half-moon streamed through the window, illuminating the way to her dresser. She quickly undressed and threw on her favorite sleepwear ̶ a giant, tent of a t-shirt emblazoned with "I heart Jane Austen" across it.

She turned towards her bed, then suddenly, the moonlight, her only source of light, was gone, coating her room in complete darkness. Chloe barely had enough time to stifle a yelp when she saw a familiar, hulking silhouette perched outside her window. She sighed in relief but her heart was still beating like a hummingbird's. She unlocked and slid the window wide open to let Derek in.

"D-Derek...what?" she stammered, moving over to give him enough space to crawl through before closing the window.

"Chloe, did I scare you?" his voice rumbled, eyes glittering behind his hood. "I probably should've given you a heads up. Sorry," he added, pulling off his hood.

She stared up at him, mouth open, not quite believing he was actually standing in front of her. She shook her head and blinked a few times. The implication of him being in her room ̶ alone ̶ stunned her stupid. Her brain was frantically trying to process if this was really happening. Am I dreaming? If I am, I don't want to wake up.

He was talking, but Chloe wasn't listening, all she could hear was her loud, erratic breathing and an incessant chatter blaring noisily in her head. Oh crap! He really is here. Oh, I'm so having sex tonight. Sex is definitely on the menu. What time is it? Sex-thirty. Maybe he'll do that thing with his tongue. When did I become such a tramp?

The sound of her name brought her back and she peered up at him. He shifted uncomfortably and she realized he was taking her silence as some sort of rebuff.

"I, um, I just needed...I wanted to see you," he said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Christ, this seemed like a really good idea at the time," he mumbled mostly to himself.

Chloe somehow managed to get her brain working again and reached for his hand. "Are you kidding, Derek?" she said, smiling. "This is the best idea you've ever had."

Exhaling heavily, he returned her smile before weaving his fingers with hers. He glanced down and smiled wider.

"I've never seen this," he said, plucking her shirt.

Chloe looked down at her humongous shirt and blushed furiously. Great. I look like I'm wearing a potato sack. A mumu would've been sexier.

"Uh, yeah..." she muttered and she was about to justify her choice of sleepwear but he was talking again.

"So, I take it," raking his eyes up and down her body, "you're not wearing much underneath this."

She shook her head slowly.

"Hmmm...nice," he drawled, flashing her one of his rare crooked grins. Her heart leapt at the sight, it always did.

Fingers hooked together, he led her towards her bed, and as he sat down, the mattress creaked so loudly, it sounded like a dozen old, creaking doors in a creepy mansion had opened simultaneously. Derek leapt up like the bed was on fire.

"Okay, that's clearly not going to work," Chloe whispered. She pulled off the comforter from her bed and laid it down on the carpet while silently thanking the universe for have her bedroom above the living room and not her aunt's room.

They threw pillows and extra blankets onto their makeshift bed. "Not bad," he said, laying down. "I can actually stretch out."

He kicked off his shoes and socks and reached for Chloe, pulling her to him, her body molding perfectly into his. The warmth of his skin burned through her t-shirt and excitement fluttered in her belly.

Leaning down he brushed his lips over her cheekbone, slowly making his way to her mouth. Her breathing hitched when she felt his tongue tickle her lips. When she parted her mouth, she felt his tongue slip inside and her heart went into overdrive ̶ a distinct, hot tingling radiating between her legs. He kissed her deeper, slowly exploring the taste of her mouth.

He abruptly broke their kiss, hastily removing his hoodie and shirt before pulling Chloe's shirt off as well.

"I need to feel your skin against mine," he breathed, drawing her to him.

Sighing, she felt his smooth, hot skin glide over hers as he peppered her shoulders and collarbone with soft kisses while his hands roamed her back. Mouth wandering downwards, he continued his light kisses ̶̶ over the swell of her breasts, between and underneath them, and finally the sweet skin surrounding her nipples. Squirming with anticipation, she arched her back and clung to his shoulders. She barely silenced a groan when his tongue lightly grazed her nipple.

Cupping her ass with his large hands, he pressed harder into her, their bodies desperate for any kind of friction. Chloe felt a sudden, slick warmth seep between her thighs. She trembled as Derek sucked her nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive skin. When his mouth moved to her other breast, she was barely aware of his hand gradually peeling her cotton panties down past her knees, then feet.

His mouth began moving downwards again, migrating past her belly, nipping and kissing the curve of her waist and the smooth line of her hip. Slowly ̶ so slowly ̶ he made his way to the place she ached for him to be. Her legs automatically parted and she whimpered softly when she felt him give her the sweetest, tenderest kiss ̶ Oh, yes...God ̶ between her thighs. Her breathing and whimpering increased as he tasted and licked the swollen, sensitive flesh.

Suddenly, he stopped. "Chloe, God, I love those sexy sounds you're making, but...your aunt...she could hear ̶ " he whispered.

Chloe looked down and almost fainted from arousal when she saw his glittering eyes looking at her between her legs. She nodded mutely. Clearly, she could make a multitude of sex noises but at the moment, she was unable to formulate a simple "okay."

But all she wanted was for Derek to continue doing that exquisite thing with his mouth. He was repositioning himself, spreading her legs a little wider, getting a better angle and Chloe could barely contain a moan as she watched him lick his lips.

Pursing her lips sealed, she readied herself. However, at the first flick of his tongue, a wobbly, little sound bubbled from her lips. She clapped her hand over her mouth. Great. Apparently, it's impossible for me not to sound like a sex soundtrack. But her mind was wiped clean when he resumed his amazing actions on her helpless and happy girl parts.

Obviously ̶ she vaguely realized ̶ he did not forget what she liked from the last time he did this. He remembered exactly how hard, how fast and, most importantly, where to apply his attentions. And he remembered with a vengeance. He was hitting the sweetest spot with the perfect amount of pressure. Oh...my...it feels so much better than I remember. His fingertips gently spread the folds of her sex as his mouth and lips and tongue worked her over, moving deeper. She moaned into her hand as her hips began rocking against his mouth. So good...

Then, suddenly ̶ out of nowhere ̶ her orgasm ripped through her, crashing over her senses. Her eyes squeezed tight as she rode an overpowering wave of euphoria, her hand muffling her frantic cries. And as quickly as it arrived, it was gone, leaving her stunned and shaky.

Heart hammering in her throat, she gasped for air like she had sprinted a mile. Holy cow! She was beyond dazed and could've rolled over and fallen asleep in an instant ̶ the feeling of absolute relaxation settling in her muscles. She was mildly aware of Derek stretched out alongside her, nuzzling her neck, his hand roaming her naked body. When she felt his fingers gently remove her hand, still clamped over mouth, she opened her eyes. He was smirking in a very pleased and proud way.

"Well done, Souza," she said, smiling. "I don't hear my aunt storming up here, so I'm assuming we didn't wake her up."

"Don't you mean ̶ you didn't wake her up," he said, raising his eyebrows. "You and your hot, little noises," he added. His fingertips brushed the side of her breast. His eyes seemed mesmerized by the movements of his fingers and Chloe gasped softly when he plucked her nipple. A soft, purr-like growl reverberated in his chest. His hand quickly found it's way between her legs, and they both moaned quietly when he eased two fingers inside her.

"Christ, Chloe, you're so fucking wet," he whispered through gritted teeth.

"That's what you do to me," she gasped, blushing a little. She widened her legs as she felt the slick friction of his fingers pump slowly inside her.

Her hand reached down, gripping his erection through his sweats. She could feel how hot he was, even through the the thick material. He was so ridiculously hard, she couldn't quite believe it was flesh she was holding and not stone. Derek bit back a groan as her hand squeezed and stroked him.

"I think these need to come off now," she said, tugging on his sweats.

"You're...absolutely sure?" he asked, placing his hands over hers.

She gave him her best "shut the fuck up" look and he laughed softly.

"Trust me, there's a part of me that really wants me to shut my trap, but this is a big deal, Chloe," he said reasonably. "I don't want you to have any regrets, that's all."

"I know," she said, quietly. "Thank you for that. Now, take off your pants before I freak out."

"Yes ma'am," he said, whipping off his sweats and boxers.

As he laid back down, she couldn't help staring at him in awe. First of all, he had the most gorgeous body that any man could possibly have. And don't get me started on his eyes and smile. But her gaze was entirely focused on what was going between his legs. She had to admit, a man's sex...penis...dick...whatever, was kind of strange but Derek's was majestic. There was no other word to describe it. And it was huge. She swallowed hard ̶ feeling nervous ̶ knowing in a few moments his majestic manhood was going to attempt squeezing into a very small space.

He was placing tiny kisses on her cheeks and forehead as his fingers played with the very tips of her breasts. He moved over her, positioning himself between her thighs, gently nudging them wider with his legs, his elbows and knees bearing all of his weight. Chloe's heart was hammering in her chest and she could feel the heat of his hovering body cover her like a blanket. He kissed her softly as he shifted his hips closer and she gulped for air when she felt the head of his erection gently penetrate the opening of her sex.

Holding his breath, he pushed slowly into her, his jaw tight. He froze when he met her barrier and he seemed to tremble ̶ fighting for control.

He pulled away slightly, taking a deep breath. "I think you should be on top, Chloe," he said stiffly, rolling onto his back. "The urge to just...push really hard is ̶ " He didn't finish but she understood.

"O-Okay."

Chloe clambered on top of him, feeling exposed and a bit self-conscious. She straddled him, awkwardly arranging herself above him, trying to figure out the logistics of having sex. With one hand, Derek angled his erection directly under her entrance, as his other hand gripped her thigh.

Planting her hands on top of his chest for support, Chloe tentatively lowered her body, feeling the tip of him barely slip past her entrance. Deciding she was going to do this fast, she took a deep breath and braced herself ̶ then, with as much force as she could muster, she pressed down onto him, pushing him deep inside her. She gasped at the pain, it was so much worse that she had anticipated. It was a searing, tearing sensation. She froze, her eyes watering, body tense.

"Chloe?" Derek whispered, rubbing her arms. "Are you okay?"

She peered down at him, seeing his worried face and gave him a small nod. The stinging pain subsided into a dull ache and Chloe thought it may be safe to move again. She shifted a little, barely moving upwards, before the burning feeling shot throughout her body. She immediately halted her movements and the pain lessened. Okay, so if I don't move I'll be fine. Dammit! That's not going to work.

Derek was rubbing her arms again and she relaxed a little. Her eyes met his and she noticed his breathing was fast and shallow, his eyes glowing brighter than ever. Her hands rested on his chest and she became aware of how tense he was. Then she felt the steady throbbing of his sex deep within her and it felt...nice, her inner muscles automatically contracted around him. He sucked in his breath from the sensation and his entire body shuddered.

"Jesus, I...I didn't think you would...be so warm, feel so tight," he breathed. "It's so good. I wish it was the same for you." His hands kneaded her hips. "We could stop ̶ "

She shook her head sharply, "No, Derek. We've waited too long for this." But she couldn't coax her body to move.

"Well if it's any consolation, once we get going, I'll probably last for about five seconds," he said, giving her a self-deprecating smile.

She smiled back but she secretly hoped he was right. Five seconds. I can do five seconds, maybe six. Lifting her hips higher, she felt his erection withdraw a little and she tried desperately to ignore the pain, but it was just too intense. She quickly lowered herself onto him again ̶ completely burying him within her ̶ and stilled her movements, gasping at the stinging sensation.

Chloe felt the soothing caresses of his hands on her thighs. She waited until the pain dulled before saying, "Sorry, I just need a minute."

"Chloe, we don't ̶ " he started.

Shushing him gently, she whispered, "I know." Careful not to move her hips too much, she bent over him until her chest was resting on top of his torso. She heard the soft "plop" of her pendant drop onto his chest. "I just need you to kiss me." She craned her neck up towards his face and his lips swept over hers.

Once the pain decreased substantially, she noticed the change in positions was actually feeling pretty good. The sweet, tiny bit of flesh that always makes her feel so amazing was pressed firmly into his pelvis. Oh...Oh yes. In fact, she was feeling better by the second. He kissed her harder and she was beginning to feel all tingly again. She was now very aware of how thoroughly full she felt with him deep inside her, stretching and molding her most private place.

"Christ, what you're doing feels...oh God," Derek groaned, his breath hot in her mouth.

She was a little confused by the statement until she realized her hips had been unconsciously rubbing against him in small, circular motions. He was still fully sheathed within her and her actions didn't cause the in and out movement that was so painful to her, but it did apply the necessary pressure she so eagerly needed on that sensitive, little spot.

Kissing him deeper, their tongues matched the rhythm of the gentle motions of her pelvis. Her blood felt hot as it rushed through her and she wanted ̶ needed ̶ more. She began rocking and pushing her hips harder into his. She was desperately trying to keep silent as snapping sparks of pleasure ignited her senses. His hands skimmed over her back and ass and hips as his pelvis joined and moved with hers. Sweet Jesus. It's so...oh...nice.

She kissed him fiercely, feeling suddenly frenzied, her tongue sliding firmly against his, fingers clutching his shoulders and neck. Their kisses smothered any involuntary noises from their lips. She was grinding relentlessly into him now, her movements intensifying, causing Derek to move slightly in and out of her, and it was beginning to sting a little, but the pleasure greatly eclipsed any discomfort. All she could do was strain and shiver against the sweet sensations, moving ̶ almost deliriously ̶ towards an inevitable outcome.

"Oh shit, Chloe...I can't ̶ God...I'm going to ̶ " Derek gasped desperately.

His body stiffened, muscles rigid, every part of him tightening. He groaned softly and Chloe watched the fascinating changes of his face as he climaxed ̶ he was gazing down at her, eyes hooded, eyebrows furrowed like he was in pain, jaw clenched as he bit down on his lower lip to stay quiet. His body seemed to vibrate and she could feel the pulse of his sex, twitching inside her. And with a shuddering growl, his pelvis strained against hers, then quickly relaxed, leaving him panting and sweaty.

That was by far the hottest thing Chloe had ever seen and she beyond aroused now. Unsure if she should keep going, she faltered a bit, but Derek grabbed her hips and pressed himself into her, matching her pace, spurring her on. She was so relieved he wasn't going to stop ̶ considering how unbelievably turned on she was ̶ that was last thing she wanted to do.

She moved over him, almost frantically, as her breasts and stomach slid over his slick torso. He was still stitched deep within her, filling her so completely. Breathlessly, she increased the pressure, pushing her pelvis as hard as she could into his, grinding even faster. She whimpered helplessly as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips and ass.

She could sense her orgasm approaching, bubbling to the surface, building momentum. Oh God. It feels so good...I...I don't want it to stop. Derek's hand was now laced in her hair, pulling her into a kiss. His lips captured hers roughly, his tongue silky and demanding ̶ and that was all it took. She came...hard. Her orgasm exploded all throughout her ̶ behind her eyes, in her throat, through her limbs, pounding deep between her thighs. Crests of hot and sweet pleasure rolled over her ̶ her body powerless and overwhelmed by the feeling. His mouth covered hers, swallowing her moans and cries, while her inner muscles clenched around him, tightening and releasing.

Derek was gasping in her mouth. "Oh, Christ...Chloe, I can feel you...feel you coming ̶ "

She responded with a soft, crying sound as her body delivered one final shudder, leaving her quivering and limp on top of him. Sweet Mother Mary of freaking Joseph, that was awesome. And she tried to tell him that, but the only thing that came out of her mouth was a noise that sounded like a tired kitten. She was entirely too sated and happy to be embarrassed by it though.

They stayed that way for a little longer. His hands moved lazily over her back, adding a few soft pats on her ass, as he whispered how amazing it was and how incredible she felt. She replied with her own declarations of how wonderful it was, as her fingers laced through his hair, gently caressing him. Eventually, Chloe started feeling the burning discomfort return and it wasn't helped by the fact that Derek was still unyieldingly hard between her legs.

"It's starting to hurt again," she whispered, shifting her body. His hands held her firmly as he helped lift her off of him. It stung as she felt him ease out of her. I wonder if it'll hurt the next few times we do it, she thought as she laid down and cuddled next to him. He threw a few blankets over them, settling in. His arms completely encased her as her nose burrowed in his neck and she was so relaxed, she barely sensed the growing squishiness between her legs. What's going on down there?

"I think I need to go the bathroom," she said, getting up reluctantly. She hurriedly but gently cleaned herself up, noticing a little bit of blood, and other...stuff as she did. Sex is messy. Who knew? She splashed cold water on her face and neck before heading back to her bedroom, feeling a little naked since she was...well, naked.

Derek was fiddling with his watch as she entered.

"What are you doing?" she whispered.

"Just setting the alarm on my watch, I should probably leave before your aunt and my dad get up." His gaze shot up towards her direction and widened, "And checking out my adorably hot girlfriend." His eyes seemed to reflect the moonlight even brighter as they wandered over every curve of her body.

"I'll try to be a good boy and keep my hands to myself," he said, throwing the blankets aside so she could lay next to him but he couldn't keep that predatory look off his face.

Chloe knew that the state of her girl parts would definitely not be able to withstand another go at sex but she kind of wished they could, especially with that sexy look he was giving her. She looked down as she arranged herself next to him and noticed he still was looking pretty hard.

"Does it usually stay hard like that?" she asked, blushing slightly.

"Um, no, not usually, but after I...finished," he said tentatively, "you just felt so damn good, I got all riled up again. It's starting to calm down, though." He gave her a boyish smile. "How are you feeling...down there?"

"A little tender," she said quietly, smiling back. "But I'm fine."

He mumbled a "good" before flicking the blankets over them and gathering her up, snuggling her back against his chest, his arm wrapped around her waist. Ooh, this feels so nice. I could definitely get used to this.

"So," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "Is it okay if I sneak over here again? Same time tomorrow?"

"Nah, that was a one time deal, wolf boy," she said grinning.

"Not even a little funny," he replied, lightly tickling her ribs. "It's a good thing you're so cute, Pickering." He held her tighter, "I dare anyone to try and stop me from sneaking into your room again."

After a few seconds of silence he asked, "So, what time does your aunt usually go to sleep?"

"Depends on her schedule, but no later than 10:30," she said. "But don't think you're being a little presumptuous? I haven't even said yes yet," she added, giggly softly.

"Again, not funny, teasing me like that." He cupped her breast. "Mmm, what am I going to do with you?" he rumbled in her ear and she shivered a little. "It's a good thing I love you so much." He lowered his hand and squeezed her waist. "I'll be here by 10:31, leave the window unlocked."

"Jeez, you're even bossy when it comes to sex," she teased, threading her fingers with his.

Then, sighing dramatically, she whispered, "Fine," she snuggled closer to him, "and I love you too."

Whew! I hoped that filled half of your expectations, cuz I look like I have a permanent sunburn from all the blushing I did writing this chapter. But, seriously, I really hope you liked it, because the build-up, I know, was excruciating and you guys were so patient with me.

Also, I've been thinking about adding a few one-shots from this story, it won't be a continuation, but just snap-shots of moments before or after this story takes place or even of different POVs from the Patience chapters. Please let me know what you think, you can either review or PM me. I also have a nifty, little poll on my profile page that gives you guys a few choices. The highest voted choice on my poll, will be the direction I take with my writings. After the results I will start writing again but, unfortunately, I won't be able to post as quickly as I usually do, primarily because I've neglected projects that I really need to finish, like work, but I don't think that will be too big of deal since there will be no linear story and no cliffhangers. But please let me know what direction you would like, I would gratefully give you a hug via my computer. Thanks again y'all!