Dislaimer: I do not own LWD

Warning: This chapter is rated M

Casey let Derek search her eyes for any doubt that she might be feeling. She knew that he would find non. Never had she wanted anything more. He was kneeling before her, prolonging the inevitable that would soon happen; something that should have happened long ago. Casey knew that now.

When Dereks fingers found there home behind her upper thighs, her breath hitched. She could see his muscles move as he pulled her towards him with ease until every part of them were touching.

And then he kissed her.

Casey had been kissed several times, but never like this. It was as if his tongue were somewhere else entirely. She shivered each time it found her own, making her beg for more. This was not enough. It would never be enough. That thought scared her, but she quickly forgot about everything besides the present when Derek pulled away and rose to his feet. The disappointment she felt only lasted moments before he pushed her back against the pillows and followed her body.

Casey found solace in the fabric beneath her as Derek settled himself between her parted thighs. Her body was trembling from nerves, desire, and a desperate need that was unexplainable. Her body burned from the vulnerability she found herself in. Derek was on his knees, drinking in every inch of her exposed skin. She loved what she saw in his eyes. There was more than just lust hiding behind there dark depths. A deeper emotion shined bright.

"You've always been beautiful, Case. Sorry it took me so long to tell you." Derek whispered with a heart stopping smile. Casey furrowed her brow, hating that he was choosing this moment to apologize. She sat up, wrapped her arms around his waist, and waited until he found her mouth once again.

And they kissed.

If they did nothing else, she would be satisfied. Atleast for the moment. She had Derek right where she wanted him. He was kissing her, about to make love to her, and they were getting along. She smiled against his mouth.

"What's so funny?" he asked in a muffled voice as he continued to press his lips against her own.

"It's nothing," Casey said while running a hand over his flat stomach and breaking the kiss. She avoided his intense gaze. "Even when we fight and you're making my life a living hell...I think about this."

"Well, think no more," he said in a low sexy voice. "'Cause it's about to happen."

Casey bit her bottom lip, waiting for him to make the first move. She wasn't brave enough to disrobe herself...or Derek for that matter. He had to be first. After all, he was the experienced one.

As if reading her thoughts, Derek hooked two fingers on either side of her panties and drew them down at a gruelingly slow pace. He tossed them to the side, not bothering to look at what he had uncovered until he slid the t-shirt over her head as well. She laid naked before him while he continued to stay half clad. Casey's embarrasment level was sky high.

She wanted to cover herself, but if she tried, Derek would say she wasn't ready and would turn away before they went further. She was going to lose her virginity to Derek. She couldn't imagine how things could change so quickly, but they had. Derek of all people. How had this happened? Why hadn't this happened sooner? It was all wasted time that she was unable to retrieve. But she had to live in the now and be thankful for the present.

Derek pressed her back down into the mattress. His gaze drank in every inch of her nakedness from her high breasts to her parted thighs and what lied between them. Soon he was just as naked as she was, his erection terrifying yet beautiful at the same time. She expected him to come to her. This was it. In a matter of moments, Derek Venturi would be inside her and the thought sent electricity coursing through her veins. But his dark head bent low, and before she could stop him, he put his mouth...there.

"Derek!" she screeched.

"Shhh," he hushed before continuing his ministrations. The feeling was intense to say the least. Never had she imagined him doing this particular thing to her...well, maybe a few times. But everytime she imagined it, her cheeks would burn bright and she would focus her mind somewhere else. She could feel herself beginning to climb hiring with each flick of his wonderous tongue, until he suddenly stopped.

Casey groaned in protest and received a chuckle from deep within his throat as he came down on her lips for a soft kiss. She could taste herself on his mouth and suddenly she was embarrassed all over again. Derek had done the most intimate thing anyone could do to a person.

"Did you like that, Spacey?" he asked while running his nose across hers and placing one hand beneath her bottom.

She couldn't find her voice. How could she not like it? It was the most incredible feeling anyone could ever experience. Casey nodded rapidly with approval.

"Mmmm, I liked it too."

And with thoughs words, he entered her. Casey screamed out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She was being stretched beyond capacity and it hurt, but the sight of Derek showing solace as he began to move, made the pain subside a bit. His thrusts were steady from the beginning. There was no change in speed despite her screams, moans, pleas, or protests. It was a perfect rythem that made her desperate for more.

It seemed to last forever, but forever would never be long enough. He kissed her and would whisper sweet words mixed with naughty ones. At times she felt like crying and then laughing, depending on what he said.

Derek lifted his head and looked deep into her eyes. "I should have made love to you years ago." Derek said, one thumb stroking her temple. A tear that she had been holding for far too long escaped.

"No tears. You know I don't do tears." His voice was stern and held no passion despite his continued thrusts.

"You said make love."

Derek smirked. "I guess there is no other word for it." He leaned in closer and whispered, "you arn't the type of girl a guy fucks, even if I do plan on bending you over my car in the near future."

"De-rek!"

He laughed, burying his face into her neck and quickening his pace. Both of their breathing became labored and sweat broke out on his brow, but he continued at a brisk pace until Casey could feel herself shattering beneath him. It was only seconds later that she could feel Derek release himself inside of her.

The usual Casey would never have taken such a risk. She would have made him travel through the deep water to go get a condom, but not with Derek. She would never want anything between them.

He eased out of her, causing some pain and emptiness in the process. Derek collapsed beside Casey with a heavy sigh and one arm draped around her stomach.

"So how was it?"

Casey turned to look at him. He seemed to be holding his breath for the answer. Was he serious? How could it possibly be anything but perfect?

"I'm not sure once will ever be enough," she whispered.

A slow smile etched across his handsome face. "Never once, Spacey. Now that I've gotten a taste, I'll always want more."

"Me too."

Casey leaned forward and kissed him before pacing her back against his front and falling into a satisfied slumber with Derek holding onto her tight.