Use Your Words
Chapter Six
Tuesday February 15th 2010
Two days before Derek Morgan thought all hope was lost when it came to getting what his heart wanted most, craved most, longed for most and with every beat desired: a chance to be Penelope's man. More than her lover or boyfriend. A chance, even the slightest one, of one day being her husband and the father of her kids.
But now, as he climbed the stairs to her apartment, all the chances he had been almost sure had slipped through his fingers were right back in his hands again. This time he would cherish them like he should have all along. This time he would treat this chance as a precious gift from God.
The excitement coursing through his veins was unparalleled before in his life. To know she was just behind the door of her apartment waiting to feel his lips on hers....wanting him with every breath she breathed it....smelling of the sweet scent of her cum that drenched her panties from their phone sex, those breasts warm and heavy, waiting for his touch....her pink nipples tight, hard buds that he could suck to bring relief to the sweet ache they felt at needing his mouth around them...her curvy, plump ass finally his to grab, to pull against him as his lips took possession of hers, to mold all her curves to him. To feel her in a way he never had before.
Now it was all possible for them.
It started with phone sex but it was so much more than that now. All he wanted was to get to her as fast as he could manage. He had sped all the way across town and now he jogged up the stairs then quickly knocked on her door- out of breath not from running from his SUV to her building but from excitement and anticipation.
Soon he would be tasting her mouth for the first time. It would be all he could do to stop it there but he wanted to romance her properly. This was the last romance of his life and the only one that truly meant a thing to him so it had to be right. Maybe fucking her tonight wouldn't ruin the romance of what was growing between them but he couldn't chance it. He had to treat her as a princess. Treat her as a well as a wife should be treated so when he asked her to marry him it would be easy for yes to come flying off his baby girl's lips.
Yes, yes, yes, Hot Stuff! Hell yes, I would love to be your wife! he imagined her screaming with happiness, which brought a huge grin to his lips, just as she opened up the door.
His voice oozed with love, with sexual hunger, and with happiness as he put all his feelings into saying her nickname. "Baby girl."
Her big brown eyes were filled with love and tenderness as they batted at him. "Derek," she said in the sweetest tone.
He stepped a little closer, so she backed up to give him room to come inside, and then he pushed close the door without taking his eyes off her. "You said if I love you then I should come over here and kiss you to prove it to you."
She swallowed hard.
He raised his hands to caress her face. Slowly he titled her head back to look up at him. For so long he imagined that when this moment would happen she would have gorgeous blonde locks flowing down her back. Still her red curls were hot, they made her feel sexier and that was clear in everything she had done since dying her hair. Long after she was his blonde baby girl again he would remember how sexy she had looked with her crimson hair.
Her hair color hardly mattered though. He'd love her if she dyed it purple one day. Knowing her she just might.
He didn't love her just for the beauty of her looks. That was just the first part of her that he had saw and liked. He loved her for all of her now. For all she did to make him better, his life make more sense, and the way she challenged all he felt about himself, the world and his future. She made him reach for more and believe in himself more.
She had made him love her in every single thing she had ever done with him and for him. Maybe she didn't believe that yet but one day she would because Derek planned to spend his life proving it to her.
He said "I do love you, baby girl, but the proof is not in just my kiss. Its in the everyday. Its in how we treat each other. Its in cups of coffee that I bring you. Its in phone calls and text messages. Its in our hugs and its in our worry for each other when we're miles apart. Its in everything. That's how I love you."
"That's how I love you too, baby."
It was true. He felt it and he knew it now more than ever. She loved him. She wanted him. She wanted to be his woman.
With a very flirty edge to his voice he added "And its also in my kiss."
A grin played on his lips when he bent and gave her a first kiss. Angel feather light against her lips. A gentle, tentative, tender promise of a kiss. And then another with a little more pressure as she whimpered and held him tight.
He whispered her name as he pulled away. "Penelope," his voice hoarse and scratchy, an awe flowing through it.
In a breathy voice she asked "Is this real? Or just an uber fantastic fantasy?"
"Its all real. Its all us."
"Pinch me and prove its not a dream."
He chuckled. "You're so crazy."
Her hands slid around his back and rubbed soothing circles. "I can't believe all this is mine to touch whenever I want. That's just out of this world...wow."
Derek cupped her ass, squeezed it, eliciting a low moan from her, and then lightly pinched her ass. "Believe it."
Titling her head up a luminous smile was on her lips. Seeing her sweet smile and how she was glowing with love for him he just had to kiss her again. Even if he knew it risked them getting carried away. He bent and took her lips in a feverish kiss as he wrapped her tight in his arms. Her soft, curvy, lush body was pressed taut to his in a way it never had been before. His cock grew harder with every second that his lips merged with hers. It throbbed and begged for attention. For her hands on him, her mouth wrapped around him, for him to bury his long length within his baby girl and give her the pleasure she wanted and needed tonight.
His tongue smoothed over her lips and then inside of her warm, welcoming mouth, her responding to his every move with a matching one of her own.
And it was all he had wanted for so long. All he had needed. Derek Morgan felt like his life had meaning again. It was revolving around Penelope Garcia. And that was just how it wanted it to always be from now on. The kiss deepened, the heat between them turning molten, and went on and on for minutes. His hard frame pressed ever tighter against her soft curves as he held her locked in his safe embrace, pressing all of her against him, never quite able to get enough though as he explored the warm recesses of her mouth. Never had a kiss felt so right before. So endlessly perfect. Kissing her erased from his mind every other kiss before her. He could keep tasting her for all the rest of his life and die happy having never moved from this spot in her living room. But he knew he had to move.
Because it was becoming harder and harder to ignore the throbbing in his pants that begged his mind to forget about romance and just take her to the bedroom right now.
Pulling back he whispered, as he stepped backwards, "I have to go, baby girl."
"No," she whined, her lips looking slightly swollen and wet, well loved. Her eyes dazed and her breathing rapid. "Don't you dare."
With deep conviction in his tone he tone her "I have to." Before pulling her close and giving her a tender kiss on the lips, one on her cheek and then on her forehead and in her hair. "Hey, remember, I love you very much and we have a date tomorrow night."
"Tonight. Its nearly two thirty in the morning already. Its really late, handsome. You should stay."
"Hey, look at me," he head her face and made her look in his eyes "when I stay with you I wanna stay for the rest of my life. And we're not there yet, okay?"
After a moment she nodded and whispered, tearfully, "Okay."
"Please don't cry."
"I'm just happy and I love you too!"
He smiled and kissed her nose. "Silly girl. Good night. I'll see you this evening for our first date." Kissing her temple he added "Mmmmm, thank you for my Valentine's Day present. I don't hate that holiday half as much now."
A smile curved over her lips. "About time you thanked me for last night. I really didn't appreciate your attitude over it but I get it. I should have told you I wasn't with Kevin anymore."
"Uh, uh, uh," he made protesting sounds "I will not hear that name on my night. Some other time we can talk about him. Not right now, baby girl." He waggled his head at her. "Right now is just about you and me. About time," he used the term she just had.
Penelope chuckled. "You're right, handsome. About time." With teasing eyes she joked "Stay," in a cute, whining, begging voice. "Baby, you know you wanna."
"Woman, you are too much! Did I not explain myself to you already?" He faked like he was being stern.
"Yes, Sir Derek, but I think there is always room for negotiation." Really playing it up for him she used her sexy phone voice "Right now I am so burning hot over you. My body is aching for your touch. For you to rip my sticky, wet panties off me," her cheeks got very red but she was not about to stop until he made her. "For you to pull this shirt off me. See the pink nipples you dream about, Hot Stuff, and take them into your mouth-"
"Hush! Shhhhhhh! You are so awesome and I love your dirty mouth but you're not getting any tonight so you might as well forget it."
Laughing she cried his name, as he turned to leave, "Derek!" In a teasing tone she added "Physical shows of affection are very important for healthy relationships!"
"Good night, crazy woman," he said, lovingly.
"Good night, my love." Standing in her doorway she smiled as she watched him leave. "I'll call you before I go to bed."
"If you do I'll never get any sleep."
"I'm good for helping you get to sleep. You know that!"
He smiled widely before starting down the stairs. He wanted to be back in her apartment, naked under her covers, the cold of winter far away from them both but he wanted to romance her more. Maybe he had went a little far when he told her they should wait weeks and weeks to have sex.
More like a week.
He would be lucky to resist her one more week, even after six years of learning how to resist every urge to drag her close and kiss her until she was ripping his clothes off. Now it would be harder than ever though because she knew she had all his heart and all his future wrapped around her beautiful, magic fingers.
It would be tough to wait even a week to make love but he would do it because he had big plans for romancing his baby girl. Giving her the best week of her life. One she would forever remember as the week her husband first showed her the true depths of his love.