My thanks again for the reviews...hopefully you aren't getting tired of the sexy fun these two are sharing. While there is a lot of sex, the story is also moving forward...let's jump ahead a few months and see how Derek helps Meredith study for exams...

Chapter 16 -"I Need to Study"

Six months later...

Meredith rushed into the house, flinging her backpack aside, sniffing the air appreciatively. "You're cooking…" she called out, stepping into the kitchen, finding Derek there already. It was later in the evening, after a long day.

"Mmm…someone has to," Derek grinned, handing her a glass of wine. "How was your day?"

"Exhausting…" Meredith sighed, perching on one of the stools at the granite topped island. "I may not survive, and I've got the residency exam coming up soon."

Derek moved behind her, massaging her shoulders. "It will pass, trust me…and I can help you study. I always managed to ace my exams; I know a lot of good study techniques."

"Seriously? You would be too distracting, I think…somehow we would just end up in bed…." she murmured. "Oh god, just keep doing that…" Her body was relaxing under his touch, his thumbs making heavenly circles along her tense muscles.

"Oh, it would be mutually beneficial," he chuckled, as his mouth grazed her cheek, as she surrendered to the seductive touch. She took a swallow of wine, the rich taste hitting her senses. His hands cupped her breasts, sliding over the sweater she wore, making her moan in appreciation. Then her stomach grumbled, and she twisted around to look at him.

"Derek…I'm still hungry you know…" she protested, torn between her desire and her grumbling stomach. Somehow the desire was winning.

"So am I, and it has nothing to do with food…" he growled, easing the sweater over her head. "Food can wait…" He cupped the breasts that spilled over her bra, teasing her nipples into hard nubs. Meredith arched backwards, lost in the sensations firing through her. Tiredness and hunger dissipated, into a sudden desire that swamped her.

"Are you sure?" she moaned softly. Somehow the slightest touch from him made her weak, made her forget the craziness of her days, made her want nothing more than this.

"Trust me…" he assured her, sweeping her up into his arms. "Everything is under control."

"You always manage to look after things," she sighed, as he carried her towards their bedroom. If she'd been tired, it was long gone, and she wanted nothing more than to have this intimate time with her husband. Sometimes she still pinched herself that she was married, that this wonderful man was here for her. Quite often he was home before she was, just like tonight, ready to hear about her day, and share stories from his.

"It's part of my charm," he grinned, easing her down to the floor. They faced each other, before she slowly unbuttoned his shirt, slipping her hands onto his chest, enjoying his sharp intake of breath as she did so. She kissed his throat, sucking ever so slightly on his skin to leave a mark, and down along his chest, until he was breathing rapidly.

Her tongue found his nipple, knowing how much he enjoyed this, and she slowly wrapped it around one and then the other, until they were both erect. She blew on his wet skin, sending small shivers of anticipation to his core. Her hand dropped to the belt on his pants, and she looked up at him, mischief now in her eyes. "Do I keep going?"

"Hell, Meredith…I'm supposed to be looking after you here," he protested, albeit rather half-heartedly.

"You will…but I want you like this, right now…" she breathed, inching the zipper of his pants down, freeing him to her warm grasp. She loved this, the feel of him so hard and heavy for her, something that she found herself fantasizing about during the day.

"My god, woman –" Derek muttered, as her fingers grazed his cock, and then his thoughts went away as she placed her lips on him there. Meredith ignored his protests, intent on drawing her tongue from the tip of his cock, down to the base, feeling his muscles tense and quiver under her hands. Her fingers fluttered against the hot smooth skin along his shaft, her tongue swirling and teasing the head. She kissed and licked, moving from one spot to the next unexpectedly for a few minutes, driving him mad. Then when he least expected it, she took him in deeply, eliciting a deep groan from him, feeling him rock-hard and throbbing against her wet tongue. His hips began to rock upwards, his fingers lacing through her hair, as she continued to suck on him. She could feel his whole body tightening, close to the edge, and she slowed her pace and let her lips release him bit by bit. His grip on her hair loosened, and she peeked upwards.

"Are you still complaining?" she teased him, giving him another little stroke of her tongue.

The only thing Derek was capable of at that moment was a strangled growl, and she stroked him again with her tongue, licking the drops that glistened at the tip. She returned to sucking him softly, as he started to climax, his cock jerking and flexing in her mouth. His body quivered and shook from the intensity, and she slowly let him relax, leisurely licking him.

He finally cleared his throat and dropped his head back, "My god, Mer, that was intense…" he muttered, lost against the cool sheets as she crawled back up over him. "You are amazing…."

"Mmm…I like the sound of that," she purred. "But I think you owe me now…" Somehow the rest of her clothes had been discarded without his realizing, and she knelt over him, her pussy wet with her arousal.

"Oh, baby…you have no idea how much I want you right now…' he murmured, intent on the sweet scent of her skin, and the moisture that gave away her desire. He flicked his tongue against her, making her twitch in appreciation. Her hands gripped the headboard, as he parted her folds with his fingers. He feathered kisses on her skin and gently ran his tongue across the swollen lips of her pussy and she threw her head back and surrendered to the sweet pleasure.

She squirmed and pushed herself against his searching mouth. Deep intense waves started to pulse through her, starting at her clit and through every nerve ending. She screamed and pushed at Derek's head to drive him deeper. Her hips rose up higher and he held onto her ass as he kept up the momentum with his tongue. At last, she screamed his name and bucked up against him as the rush of her orgasm slammed into her. It seemed hotter and more vibrant than usual, and she collapsed on the sheets in sweat drenched satisfaction.

Before she could react, Derek swiftly picked her up and sat down on the edge of the bed, with her on his lap. She buried her face against his neck, breathing deeply, clinging to his strength. "Now, I want to make love to you…" he whispered softly against her hair.

"Please…I want you so much…" Meredith agreed, breathlessly. She could feel his cock insistent again between her legs, and she shifted so that he was closer to her. He teased her slightly with the tip, before pulling her quickly onto him. She gasped sharply from his sudden entry, but quickly began to rock up and down along his hard length, and wrapped her legs around him, so that he could feel her heels against his back. With each thrust, she throbbed around him, meeting him with as much desire as he had for her. He held her as she arched away from him, the angle of his cock inside now pushing deeper and deeper. Her head rolled, and her hair whipped back and forth around her face. Each thrust shook her body, and her breasts were bouncing from the intensity. She pinched her nipples and caressed herself as he watched in fascination. Her skin was flushed and rosy from the hot need coursing through her, and she started to feel the tingle of her climax building, squeezing him hard.

Meredith leaned forward again to take his face in her hands and kiss him deeply, mouths open and tongues meeting. Small throaty moans and growls from both of them took over, and she squeezed around him tighter as they rocked faster and faster until she reached the peak and rushed headlong over the edge into the abyss. At the same time, Derek let his own climax take over as he was enveloped in her pulsating warmth. They rocked together slower, clutching at each other, as they were both lost to everything else but the joining of their bodies and souls.

Derek kissed her temple, and stroked her back, as their bodies relaxed together. He could tell that tomorrow he would be marked from her teeth, and sore from their enthusiastic joining, but it had been worth it. Meredith raised her face to him and they kissed again softly, reveling in the pure joy of being together.

Despite the fact she hadn't been raised in a loving family, and had no shining example of marital bliss to emulate, somehow she had found this wonderful intimacy with Derek. She cherished this sharing of their time, it was more enjoyable than she ever thought possible. Her lips found his again, kissing with slow sweetness.

"I love you," she whispered against his lips.

"I love you too…are you okay?" he asked, looking at her in the dim light of their bedroom.

"Yeah…just happier than I thought possible…" she admitted.

"Me too, baby…me too…" he breathed against her hair. "Crazy, isn't it?"

"Very…" She nestled against him, listening to the steady beat of his heart under her ear.

"Are you still hungry?" he asked, dropping a kiss on the top of her head.

"Starving…' she confessed, lazily running her fingers along his muscled torso.

"I'm talking about food," he reminded her, his traitorous body nearly making him lose track of things again.

"I am too, sweetie," she teased, sitting up, and pushing her hair back. "What did you think I meant?"

"Food, of course, my dear…" he murmured, catching her mouth against his and kissing her so that she lost track of everything else but how much she wanted him again.

Derek pulled Meredith closer in the big bed much later, after eating the dinner that had required re-heating. She curled around him, resting her head on his chest. A wide yawn escaped her. "So what do you need to do to study for these exams?" he asked her.

"Mmm...just everything…Izzie and George are freaking out, but Cristina is pretty cool about it…and Dr. Bailey is going to be the death of us all if we don't pass…." Her eyelids drooped, her head nestling on his chest more securely. He could feel her breathing deepen, her body relaxing totally.

"Yeah, I can understand completely, I had my share of professors that were demanding," he murmured, without getting any response. "Mer?" The only answer then was a soft little snore, and he grinned to himself, reaching over to shut the bedside lamp off. "I love you, baby...sleep well..."

"Derek…what are you doing?" Meredith asked, coming in the door the next evening, finding him waiting for her in the living room. Her head was filled with things she needed to remember for the upcoming exams, and she felt irritated and tired at the same time.

He stood up from the sofa and held his hand out to her. "Come here, honey…this is to help you study…."

"What are you talking about?" she asked, eying the books spread out on the sofa.

"You need to pass this exam, and I want to help…" he said patiently, tugging her towards him. "Seriously, this is all for you." He kissed her softly, and she smiled in response.

"I didn't' think you were serious about this…"

"Of course I was. Now sit, and let me quiz you…if you answer correctly, you get a reward…" he smirked, as she sat down.

"A reward?"

"Oh yes…it should help you to focus and remember later…think of it as motivational stimulus…" He picked up a stack of note cards and winked at her.

Meredith curled up on the sofa, holding one of the throw pillows against her. "Okay, whatever you say…I'm willing to try anything right now."

Derek began firing questions at her. After she gave him five correct answers, he paused, and put the book down. "Very good, Meredith. Those were all correct…you do know this…"

Meredith smiled, and leaned towards him. Derek lowered his head to her, and swept aside her long hair, and kissed the side of her neck, his tongue flicking lightly across her skin. He felt her quiver, and he kissed her again, stroking her throat with his hand, as she dropped her head back against the back of the sofa. "There's one small reward…let's continue, shall we?" His head tilted as he regarded her, and he nearly forgot the reason they had started this.

"Yes…"

"Next set of questions then…." Firing more questions at her, and she answered all of them correctly except the last one, faltering for the answer.

"Wrong! You will be rewarded for the first four answers, and I'll think about what to for last incorrect one." He paused, considering what he wanted. "Unbutton your blouse, Meredith."

Meredith licked her lips, and slowly undid the buttons, keeping her gaze locked on Derek. Beneath the blouse, she had on a sheer white bra, and her nipples were clearly visible through the material. They jutted out, and she brushed her fingers across them, making them even more prominent. Derek placed the palm of his hand on her breast, rubbing the material over her slowly. Her body quivered in response, her breathing quickening. "You seem to be enjoying this kind of studying…" he said quietly, enjoying the look of desire in her eyes as he caressed her. He lowered his head, and slowly licked one nipple through the sheer material, and she gasped.

"Yes…it's a lot more…exciting…" she managed to tell him.

He moved to the other nipple, licking again, making her shake in response. But before she could fully enjoy it, he backed away, his eyes as dark as sin. "Mmhmmm…enough of that…let's get back to it," he teased her.

"You're a tough teacher…" she protested, falling back against the sofa cushions.

"The better to instruct you," he said, with a hint of amusement. "Now…let's try a few more…" He consulted the stack of cards again, hoping to keep his own train of thought. He started this game, but he was having difficulty in keeping things serious. Raking a hand through his hair, he asked her another round of questions, which she answered correctly. No hesitation, or thinking…she just knew it. He couldn't help but feel proud of her…this was natural to her. "Nicely done, Meredith. Time for another reward, then."

He dropped to his knees in front of her, and reached up to unzip her jeans, and pull them away, along with the silky underwear. His hands shook a little as he slid them down her thighs and lower, over her feet. He pushed her knees apart, and pressed his mouth to her skin, kissing her hotly all the way up to her pussy. He inhaled her familiar scent, before touching his tongue to her. "Good god, but you earned this," he murmured, before thrusting his tongue into her, and stroking her clit. Meredith moaned and spread herself wider, desperate for some release. "You taste so sweet…"

"Don't stop.."

But Derek backed away then, leaving her frustrated. "That's all you've earned for now. More questions coming up."

Meredith was slouched down on the sofa now, her legs splayed open, the blouse undone all the way. Derek felt his cock throb, as he looked at her, and he forced his eyes back to the stack of notes. Clearing his throat, he read off the next set of questions, trying not to look at the wetness between her legs. Somehow, she dredged up the correct answers, and he nodded approvingly. "See, this is working…you're applying yourself, and you know all the answers. Don't second guess yourself, honey…you can pass this exam…"

"Thank you…you make a good tutor…" Meredith giggled. "I'm learning…"

Derek nodded, putting the stack of notes down. "Time for another reward, I think." He knelt down in front of her again, pushing the blouse back, off her shoulders. Putting his mouth to her breast, he ran his tongue around the nipple poking through the sheer material of the bra. Meredith moaned, and arched her back, so that her nipple pushed against him. He sucked and licked on her through the material, until she was trembling. Then he moved to the other one, and did the same. Meredith clutched at him, her whole body bucking up off the chair in response to his mouth on her.

"God, Derek…"

He pulled away from her, leaving her panting again. "Oh, you haven't earned the ultimate reward yet, my dear. I think you need to answer one last set of questions for me."

"Uh – oh, hell...okay then…"

Derek turned his back and walked away, to pick up one of the textbooks, and scanned the pages for more questions. After he had his own raging desire reined in somewhat, he turned back to her. The blouse had now completely slipped down her arms, the straps of her bra hanging down her shoulders. The sheer material was clinging to her, wet from his tongue, her nipples large and hard now. She peeked up at him through the long fall of hair, running her tongue along her bottom lip. "I'm waiting," she reminded him.

"Yes, I can see that."

He found a few more questions to ask her, and she got only one of them correct this round. Derek shook his head at her. "That wasn't as good, you must be losing your focus…"

Meredith gulped. "D'you blame me…?" Her focus had shifted to the throb in her core, and how much she wanted him to make love to her until she couldn't think of anything else.

"Hardly…I think I've pushed this to the inevitable conclusion…" he muttered. "Stand up for me, sweetie…"

She stood up, and the blouse slithered to the floor. Derek walked around behind her and pressed himself against her, clamping his hands on her upper arms. He kissed her shoulder, then bit lightly, so that she flinched. Then he moved his hands lower, and undid the clasp on her bra, and it slid down off her arms as well, leaving her chest bare. He cupped her breasts in his hands, pulling her closer to him so that she could feel his cock pushing against her. She moaned slightly, trying to shift against him. "Are we finished studying?" she asked, as his fingers slid between her legs, teasing her clit.

"Definitely done…" he muttered, stroking her harder, sliding against the wet that seeped out of her.

"Good…" She turned in his embrace, his hands on her ass. He lowered his mouth to her and kissed her hard, tongue invading, searching, and feeling her tight body quiver against him.

He picked her up and walked to the couch, where he dropped her down onto the scattered textbooks and note cards. Within seconds, he stripped his own clothes off, and lowered himself over her. Her legs wrapped around him, and without saying another word, he was inside of her, as deep as he could go. She was completely wet and open, welcoming the pulsing hardness of him. "Oh, thank god, Derek…" she moaned, thrusting up to meet him. "I need you so much…"

"Need you too, baby," he muttered, pushing deeper, feeling her spasm around him. "C'mon, my hot little girl, fuck me. You've earned this reward – come for me..."

Meredith whimpered and bucked against him, already past the point of no return, the orgasms rocking her over and over. Derek pushed against her, watching her come, until his own release rocketed through him, spilling into her. "Oh, god, oh fuck…" Meredith moaned, clinging to him, letting the aftershocks roll through her, as he cradled her in his arms.

"Ow.."

"Ow?"

"Textbook is poking my ass," Meredith giggled, shifting beneath him. "That's better," she said, as she pushed the book to the floor. "Hell of a way to study…you make a good tutor…"

"And you're a good student; overall, I'd have to give you an A."

"Just an A? No A+?" she pouted.

"With just a little more effort, maybe…"