Thanks for those encouraging reviews! I have to admit, I kind of rethought this chapter after reading them...Meredith should be a little more fiesty and aggressive! And yes...this is the chapter we finally get to the hot, steamy sex...you've been warned...he he...

Chapter 5 – Put Your Hands on Me Baby

Can't stop my mind from thinking of you
How am I supposed to function
Got me feelin' for your lips on my kiss
All night, never want no other lover

Baby I'm hungry
I want and I need
Bring me your sugar
And pour it all over me baby

Put your hands on me baby…

"Take me to bed, Derek…" Meredith whispered, her body swamped with the need for this. The need to get lost in full body contact, hot, sweaty, lose-your-fucking-mind sex. "I want you…" she assured him, tugging his tie away, letting it slither through her fingers.

"Meredith…" Derek found himself holding back for a moment, staring into those eyes of hers, but she moved forward against him, surprising him with her aggressive move. She peppered his mouth with hot kisses, her tongue darting along his lips. Her hair swung forward around his face, and he buried his fingers in it, pulling her in. Getting lost in the sweet seduction of her kisses, the way her tongue slid over his, the soft little sounds she made as they continued to explore each other.

"I like to give as much as I get…" Meredith murmured, determined to be his equal in this game of seduction. "You must know that about me by now, Derek…"

"I think I'm discovering that…" he admitted, with a slow grin. Her fingers pushed the crisp white shirt aside, undoing the rest of the buttons one by one. Tracing the length of his torso with her fingernail, before she leant over and flicked her tongue across his nipple. Derek inhaled sharply at the sudden wetness of her mouth on him, her tongue like warm velvet against his skin.

Before he could make another move, Meredith backed away, giving him a saucy smile. "What else would you like to discover about me, Derek?" she asked sweetly, getting to her feet slowly. Her ankle was still a little sore, but she managed to back away, keeping his eyes locked on her.

"Everything…I want to discover everything…" Derek replied, quickly standing and moving forward as she backed up. The heat that raged between them was palpable, as they stopped at the foot of the bed. Meredith looked up at him, seeing the desire darken his eyes, as he lifted his hand and touched her cheek. He claimed her lips again, and she instinctively molded herself against him, as the white hot desire flamed through her.

Derek's hands moved to her shoulders, slipping the straps of her dress away as she tugged at the zipper at her back. He trailed hot kisses down her throat, following the descent of her dress as it slipped away from her body in a whisper of silk. Meredith caught his hungry gaze on her again, as his eyes swept over her tiny black lace bra and skimpy thong. "God you know how to make a man crazy…" he muttered, yanking his shirt off impatiently.

Meredith felt her knees giving way, and she let herself fall backwards onto the downy soft bed. Derek fell onto her, rolling her with him, as his hands explored the length of her back. Expertly, he unsnapped her bra, catching her little look of surprise at his dexterity. He moved his palm around to cup her breast, kissing her again, unable to resist the lure of her soft lips. She sighed against his mouth, and he deepened the kiss, crazy about the feel of her against him.

At the same time, Meredith pulled at the buckle of his belt with anxious fingers, just as fierce in her desire for him. She wanted him to take her over the edge, she wanted his mouth all over her, and she wanted his heat. "Too many clothes…" she whispered, tugging his pants away.

"Getting anxious, Meredith?" he murmured.

"Complaining?"

"Oh, no…believe me, I'm not…" he replied smoothly, bringing her closer again. The tingle and the ache in her clit intensified, as he moved his mouth across her cheek, his fingers rolling her nipples into harder peaks. Derek kissed her lips again, before lifting his head to smile at her. He was hot and hard against her, and every rational thought she might have had deserted her.

Then his fingers were along the softer skin of her belly, and tracing the edge of the little thong, lifting it away from her. His lips drifted along her hipbone, inhaling her warm aroused scent, moving his mouth lower, following the path of the thong dragging down. Sliding the scrap of material lower, past her knees, and finally off her feet. He caressed the arch of her foot, and back around her ankle. "Still sore?"

"Some…" she sighed, as his tongue stroked her there. "Oh…god…." How could licking her ankle make her clit throb like that? "Derek…"

"Hmmm?" Derek looked up at her, his hair falling forward, as he moved back to push her against the cool sheets. His mouth consumed her, sucking on her tongue, biting her lip. All the while rubbing himself against her, capturing her with his power, his need, with the size and the heat of him. They kiss was endless, sensually charged, and Meredith was caught in the erotic rush that sparked between them. Damn but he was good…here she was, clinging to him, her body limp with desire, as he touched her with his sure fingers, and his delicious mouth.

Derek continued to kiss her slowly, down her throat, and along the tender underside of her breasts, across her nipples and down her ribcage. Capturing her hand and kissing the inside of her wrist, and the soft curve of her elbow, and back to her belly, where she quivered. "God, Derek…don't…stop…" Meredith begged him, her voice husky. She arched up into his mouth, willing him to touch her everywhere.

Derek's only response was to bury his mouth into her wetness, his tongue searching and licking at her clit, delving into her as he gripped her hips and brought her closer to him. Meredith bucked and cried out, throwing her head back as molten heat flooded through her body, and she rocked with wave after wave of luscious little climaxes. He inhaled her warm scent, and returned to give her yet another wave of bliss, feeling her squirm and spasm around him. Slowly he pulled away from her, stroking the quivering lips of her pussy with his tongue, then tracing a sensuous line back up to her breasts, and finally her mouth. Her skin was warm, and salty from the fine sheen of sweat that covered her, tiny quivers still firing in her core.

"I could just keep doing that all night…" he murmured against her mouth. "Watching you come like that…you are the most responsive, beautiful…"

"Derek…" she said lazily, putting her hand against his lips. "Just stop talking and fuck me already…" The deep amused laugh that rumbled through him made Meredith giggle. "You did promise me pure, hot fucking…didn't you?"

"I did… and I don't renege on my promises, sweetheart…" he assured her, nudging her thighs apart then. He lifted one of her legs and placed it around his waist, pushing into her slowly, surely. Inch by inch, he took his time to enter her tight, wet heat, deep as he could. Then he pulled away, and plunged into her again, making her gasp and open her eyes wide to watch him sliding in and out of her. Her wetness on his cock, her body surrendering to the feel of him invading her. He lowered his head to her throat, grazing her with his teeth as he thrust into her again.

With a low growl, he gathered her up and rolled them over, and Meredith found herself looking down at him. His sensual, masculine smile of satisfaction deepened as she squeezed tightly around him. Meredith leaned back, and he pushed up hard into her again and again, as she stroked her clit. Soft little cries came from her throat, and the sound send heat sliding down his spine to settle in his groin, to settle in his balls. Watching her bring herself to another peak, another shudder running through her, Derek almost lost himself at that moment.

Meredith pulled herself back up, and bent down to kiss him, her hair in a wild tangle around them. He pushed his fingers into her hair, and he got lost in the fever of fucking her. So hot, so wild…her mouth melting against him, as they pulsed together. The heat in their bodies spread, becoming more intense, pushing him on, up into her. The rhythm was hypnotic…sweet hot sex all the way, harder and faster, until Meredith arched away from him again, crying out, and everything in him released, every ounce pouring into her as she contracted around him. They gave themselves over to the swirling sensations of pleasure that made them both shout and swear and cling to other.

When she collapsed against his chest, unable to breathe, unable to think, Derek held her tightly, stroking her damp skin. "Damn…" she whispered, finally sliding away from him, flopping onto her back.

Derek propped himself on one elbow, trailing the flat of his palm along her body. "You really are fascinating, Meredith Grey…"

"I'm glad you think so…" she replied, too sated to move yet. "I could say the same to you…" Then she peeked at him. "Or do you hear that from all the women you fuck?"

"I don't kiss and tell…"

Meredith sighed. "I bet Delinda is very vocal…"

"Delinda…? What…!" Derek laughed. "There's nothing going on with Delinda."

"Then she was looking very cozy with you earlier for no reason…?" Meredith sat up, and glared at him, suddenly thinking she had let herself get carried away in the heat of the moment. The heat of a very, hot mind blowing moment, but still…

"Okay, I admit, we had a thing once…a very brief thing…but it's over. That was long before she hooked up with Danny, and I have no desire to get involved again. Besides, I seem to have developed an attraction to a tiny, blonde, stubborn poker player…"

"You have…"

Derek moved closer and took her hand. "I have…and I don't think we're finished with this, do you?" His mouth was hovering over hers again, teasing her with it's nearness. "Meredith…I can leave if you want…right now…if you have second thoughts about getting involved…."

"I thought you said it was just sex," she countered, trying to think clearly.

"Sex still means a certain level of involvement," he murmured, dropping little kisses along her eyelids, her temple, and across her shoulder.

"So we're having sex, but we're not dating?" she giggled, tiny shivers dancing along her spine at the touch of his lips.

"Exactly…does that work for you?" he teased, before lazily circling her nipple with his tongue. Licking, and breathing against it, watching it harden in the cool air of the room. "Now…do you want me to leave…?"

"No…I don't think we're finished either…" Her hand snaked between them, folding around his cock, making him catch his breath. "I believe I have developed an attraction for this arrogant, cocksure, far-too-handsome for his own good, poker player…"

Her fingers traced the hardening length of him, playing along the tip, and brushing the delicate skin along the underside. "I think we can come to some mutual satisfaction then…" he said, caught in the pleasure she was giving him, as she fondled him a little more firmly.

"I agree…" she whispered, sliding down his body, putting her mouth against him. Derek's heart jumped as she traced circles around the shaft, and then the head of his cock, teasing and stroking. Her tiny teeth grazed him lightly, sending a current of pure lust straight through him. His hips flexed, as she took him deeper, her tongue driving him mad. Derek pushed up against her, amazed at how she was able to make him so intensely aroused, so fast. Losing himself in the intoxicating feel of her luscious mouth around him.

Meredith's hand braced on his thigh, feeling the muscles bunch and quiver as she kept taking him more and more. Feeling his cock straining against her tongue, throbbing and close to exploding. Hearing him panting harder, his hands twisting in her hair as his climax built and hummed in his veins. With a long, low growl, Derek surrendered to the pure, primal satisfaction that ripped through him, leaving him spent.

He managed to open one eye and look at her, as she crawled back over him, kissing him, his essence still on her tongue. "Mutually satisfying…" she murmured.

"Very…"

Meredith's cell phone suddenly began to chirp, but she ignored it, and just grinned at Derek, as he wrapped himself around her, burying her against the pillows, and finding all the places on her body that made her shake. Whoever it was, it could wait...

Up till now my eyes could see
Touch me once and it's all hazy
I don't know why and I don't know how
But somehow some way you got me

Lyrics from 'Put Your Hands on Me' by Joss Stone