A/N: I totally forgot to post this story. I can't believe it got off my mind. This has been ready for over a week. Oh gosh. Sorry for the late update. I don't really have a very good excuse except for being busy. The smut part was written by my greatest beta reader in the whole world Kerstin or 'Wishing for a Love Like This'.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the familiar characters. If I did, Derek wouldn't be with Meredith, because I still believe that Addison is the love of his life and will always be.
Derek roused when he realized that the room around him seemed brighter. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to adjust to the morning light. He then glanced to his left and saw Addison's sleeping form, lying comfortably on the makeshift bed that they had set up in the middle of the hotel suite's living room. He laid back down and positioned himself so that he was facing Addison. He allowed himself to just stare at Addison, observing every detail of her beautiful face, memorizing every single line, listening to her faint snore, and just absorbing everything that was Addison. 'How could I have allowed myself to let her go' he thought to himself. But he knew that what had happened between the two of them was all part of the past. He had learned from it and promised himself that it was not going to happen again.
He tried his best to restrain himself from running his thumb across her rosy cheeks, or kiss her swollen lips which were a sure evidence of their last night's lovemaking. But he could not take it any longer so he gave in and kissed her chastely on the lips.
Addison stirred a little when she felt pressure on her lips but ignored it. Then she felt a tingling sensation on the tip of her nose, she groaned and buried her face in the pillow, ignoring him once again. But then, it seemed like that the man beside her was very stubborn and continued to run kisses along her bare shoulder, her exposed neck and the sensitive spot behind her ear sending shivers down her spine.
"Derek." Addison mumbled against the pillow.
"Hey, wake up sleepy head" Derek spoke in his husky morning voice.
"It's still early" she replied "plus, you wore me out last night" she added. Her face still buried on the softness of the pillow.
Earlier that night…
Derek carried Addison over to the bed and laid her down softly, hovering his own body over hers. He kissed the side of her mouth, along her jaw line and down her neck, softly biting her skin every once in a while. His hands wandered under her shirt, caressing her stomach and breasts. Addison put up her hands and allowed him to take off the black garment. Derek was taking her left nipple into his mouths when Addison was rocking her pelvis against his and moaned loudly.
His hands. His skilled surgeon hands roamed all over her body, caressing the soft skin of her breasts and trailing painfully slow downwards, over her toned stomach and stopping shortly at her belly button. He placed tender kisses around it before letting his lips re-explore the delicate skin of her inner thighs.
It had been too long since he had last touched her, but even longer since he had last been with her and only her. With all of his body and mind. Without thoughts of Mark touching his wife in places that were vowed to be only his to caress and without the longing for another woman, the fantasy of what if.
Derek's hands were working fast to unzip her dark blue jeans and pushing them off to join his on the hotel room floor. Derek kissed his way up her right leg, stopping on her inner thigh and letting two of his finger slip under the hem of her red silky panties. She moaned loudly again and rocked her body against his hand. Derek pulled down her panties and took off his own boxer briefs afterwards.
When Derek's tongue tenderly caressed Addison's most intimate and sensitive skin, her hips buckled up off the mattress. He struggled with his hands to keep her down, so he could continue with his ministrations.
Addison moaned in slight protest, but was soon satisfied with pleasure as Derek's hand found his way down her hip to where his tongue had been only moments before. Derek rubbed circles on Addison clitoris with his right thumb while his mouth covered hers, silencing the raspy moans of his ex-wife.
Derek kissed her chastely on the lips once more before letting his mouth wander along her jaw line on a path of soft kisses.
"Derek, please," Addison pled with him. Her voice raspy and barely above a whisper. "I want you. Now."
Hearing this, Derek felt a smile form on his lips. He whispered softly in her ear, his voice heavy with arousal. "How could I possibly deny a request from a woman as beautiful as you."
He settled himself over her again, his mouth hovering over hers and as he entered her he kissed her hard, causing them to groan into each other´s mouth.
He took her head into his hands, looking at her intensely while moving in and out of her. Addison placed her right leg on his back, giving him better access. She closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. It felt so good, so right.
When Derek felt that they were both close to their release, he kissed the side of Addison's mouth tenderly and afterwards her eye lids. In that moment all he needed was for them to truly and completely connect.
"Addie," he breathed, "Open your eyes. Please."
When she did, he covered her lips with his own once more. Her eyes were glassy and dilated from the bliss of the moment. They looked into each other eyes eyes. A moment of truth, one might say. They were both overcome by many different emotions. Two of those, the most important ones, were love and gratitute. A love so strong and unique, no matter how long you deny and how deep you bury it in the depths of your heart, it will always spring to life again eventually. Also gratitute because even though you will someday experience that one true love again, there is no promise anyone can make you that it won't be too late in sometimes.
"Come for me, Addie."
After muttering those words he sent her over the edge with his thumb on her clit and himself moving inside of her. He followed her only moments later. They moaned each other's name into the darkness of the night.
They fell asleep shortly after, legs tangled and hands interwined.
It had been years since she had been his, and Derek was determined to claim her back in every way possible. After all she was his Addison. His Addie. The love of his life and mother of his daughter.
"But it was a very good work out, don't you think?" He teased.
Addison faced him and grinned widely. "Very good, indeed." She then leaned in for a long and toe-curling kiss.
"I don't mind waking up this way everyday." Derek chuckled after he had regained his normal breathing.
"Oh, but you know I'm not this nice every morning. You've witnessed some of my cranky mornings." She warned him and added "You're just lucky today."
"I'll just wish for more luck, then." He smiled and reached up to tuck the strand of red locks blocking her morning glow.
Addison smiled back but it dawned on her that, chemo will definitely give her crappy mornings. Just like morning sickness, but worse. "Seriously Derek, I can't promise to be waking up this way especially when I'm sick.
He cupped her face and said "I know, Addie. I'm not just referring to morning kisses when I said how I wanted to wake up every morning. I know there'll be rough mornings but I still want to wake up beside you."
Tears started to flow from Addison's eyes; she was touched with how sincere his words were. "You always make me cry." She chuckled softly, even through the tears that had sprung to her eyes.
"I know and I'm very sorry." He replied before gathering her in his arms. He just held her for a long time, proving to himself and to her that he meant every word.
The intimate moment was cut short by the sound of Christie's voice calling out for her mother. "Mommy?"
Addison brushed away her tears. "We're here baby" she uttered in reply before she realized that she was still naked underneath the blanket.
"Derek, I'm still naked." She whispered to her ex-husband. She didn't want Christie to have a traumatic memory of seeing her parents in bed, butt-naked. She herself had a few of those memories and they weren't very pleasant.
Derek chuckled; looking at Addison's panicked expression. "Don't worry babe, I have my boxers on. I'll distract her so you can go and change." Derek leaned in for another kiss before standing up. He then proceeded to the bedroom to greet his daughter who was already half-way going to the living room.
"Morning, angel." He greeted, took her up and kissed the little girl's cheeks.
"Morning, daddy."
"Did my baby sleep well?"
"Yeah, but I heard something last night. But I was already too sleepy." The little girl admitted.
"Umm…" Derek blushed and was unsure on how to reply at first. "It must have been just a dream."
"Yeah, maybe" Christie agreed.
Derek sighed in relief, glad that he didn't have to explain to her four-year old daughter what or maybe who elicited those sounds. "So what do you want for breakfast?"
"Chocolate-chip pancakes." Christie replied enthusiastically with the mention of breakfast.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the update. Btw, I don't think the hyperlink worked. Does anybody know how to do it? I have no idea how to do it. Thanks