I'm so glad you all enjoyed the last chapter with Derek's time spent in Mer's world - thanks for the positive reivews! And talking of babies...hmmm...it's a possibility in this story... :o)

Now for a little peek at Derek's world, and some sweet moments at the end of a busy day...

Chapter 19 "We're Both Lucky"

Derek checked his watch, as he hurried through the crowded corridors of the courthouse. It was later in the afternoon, after the night he'd spent at the hospital. He still felt a little stiff from the combination of sleeping on the chair in the waiting room, and then the cramped on call room bed. He grinned to himself, recalling how Meredith had been wrapped around him before she had bolted out of bed. A little bit of stiffness was small price to pay for being there with her.

"Hey, Derek," Addison called out as she passed by. "Wendy said you rescheduled your first appointment this morning…everything okay?"

"Busy night," he replied, without pausing.

"Lucky man," she smirked.

He just waved and kept going. His client was waiting for him at the courtroom, tapping her foot impatiently. "Hello, Morgan. Sorry keep you waiting…" Smiling confidently, he held the door open for her. "Now, let's get this over with, shall we?"

"You seem extremely cheerful today, Derek," she noted, sighing to herself again that he was so obviously happily married.

"It's a great day, Morgan. And you should be cheerful, too. You're getting what you want out of this settlement."

"You're right." She glanced at him as they sat down at the table, and he opened his briefcase. "Your wife is a very lucky woman."

Derek tilted his head, as he considered her comment. Dressed in one of his customary elegant suits, his black hair tamed into submission, and the blue of his eyes matched by his tie, he looked professional and yet sexy as hell. "Actually, I think I'm the lucky one. She's a doctor, and I just watched her in surgery last night. What she does is amazing, saving lives…my job doesn't measure up against that. But she loves me anyway…" he finished with a little smile.

"You see so many unhappy people in your profession; doesn't that make you a little cynical?"

"It used to, I'll be honest…I never expected to be happily married." Derek touched the ring on his finger, as if it were a talisman.

"Well good luck with that," she sighed. "I know it didn't work for me."

"Thanks, Morgan." Then the other lawyer and his client arrived, along with the judge, and he turned his attention back to the case at hand.

"How was your day?" Meredith asked, as Derek walked into the den where she was curled up on the sofa. It was a rainy evening, and she had the fireplace going taking the chill away. She had taken a shower, and was wearing one of her favorite silky nightgowns that was short and sexy.

"Very long, sorry I'm late, honey" he replied, pulling his tie away and unbuttoning his shirt before joining her. He kissed her, and she moved into his embrace. "Hmm…you smell good…"

"I had a shower to get rid of the hospital smell…"

"I could've helped you with that…"

"There's always next time." She held up the magazine she'd been reading. "I was just reading an article about you…"

Derek took it from her, scanning the article. "Seattle's Hottest Bachelors?" He raised one eyebrow. "Old news, don't you think?"

"Oh, I know…but it was in the desk, and I just had to read what it said about you…" she giggled. "Somehow I didn't see this before I met you..."

"Thank god," he muttered. "As I recall, they asked a lot of inane questions..."

Meredith plucked the magazine from him again, looking at the picture of him. "Oh, I don't know…you look pretty sexy here…but the real thing is much better…"

"Thanks…" He tried to distract her by kissing her cheek, and along her throat, but she backed up.

"Oooh…and when asked what makes a woman swoon…you say 'just trying to be direct and communicate that she is beautiful and important to me…along with fine wine and a romantic dinner…all contribute to that…'"

"Please don't hold that against me…" he groaned, loosening his tie. Meredith settled back against the supple leather sofa cushion, and he stretched out, his head in her lap. She continued to read, threading her fingers through his hair gently.

"You have some romantic notions here…"

"I have my moments," he admitted, closing his eyes. "Along with those hot, horny moments lately, where I can't keep my hands off you." He moved his head, and his hair tickled her bare legs, and she giggled.

"Yeah, just like the other night…"

He opened his eyes, and looked up at her. "Like every night or day," he agreed, winking at her. "I could give a very different response now if I was being asked about making my wife happy…but I don't think they could print the answer. It might be a little too pornographic…."

"You have that dirty sex look in your eyes right now," she murmured. Derek shifted across her lap, and pressed his mouth against her warm skin.

"So, should your hot husband make you scream now?" he asked her, suddenly sitting up and grabbing the magazine out of her hands, and tossing it to the floor. He pulled her into his lap, and nibbled on her lip. "Mmm...what do you think, my hot wife?"

"I like that idea," she whispered, tugging at his lip with her teeth, and wiggling in his lap, feeling his erection pushing against her. She nipped at the skin of his chest, sliding her hand down to massage him. "Do you like to make me scream?"

"I have to admit…" he murmured, his lips on her throat.. "I really…" his lips moved lower, as she ground her hips into him, "really love all the noises that you make…."

He cupped her curves, sliding his hands up under the silky material, making her gasp. "Just like that…" and his fingers moved higher, teasing her. Then he bent his head lower and took her breast in his mouth, pushing aside the scrap of material that had covered her. He sucked deeply, while caressing her other breast with his fingers. The connection between her breasts, and the sudden ache in her clit intensified. Deep inside of her, she could feel every stroke, every lick, and each circle of his tongue over her skin.

Meredith moaned louder, abandoning herself to the feelings whipping through her, igniting her further. His hand moved down her body, as she supported herself on his legs, begging him for more.

"Good god, Mer," he murmured, his voice suddenly hoarse with want. She fumbled with the zipper on his pants, and freed his cock to her hands, anxious to have him inside of her. His tongue delved into her mouth, just as his cock rammed into her, hard and demanding. Meredith cried out, her scream of satisfaction further arousing him.

She rose up, pulling away from him, before plunging back down again, enveloping him completely. Derek shoved her nightgown out of the way, nearly ripping the flimsy material. He rolled her nipples with his thumbs and then again with his tongue. Meredith rode him hard, bucking up and down, so he was almost unable to hang onto her. She abandoned herself completely, and moaned and cried out for him to go harder and faster. He could feel her tightening around him, and he let himself go as she swayed back and forth. Her head went back as the orgasm shuddered through her, leaving her shaking from the aftershocks.

"I'm a helluva lucky man, Meredith," he murmured against her hair. "I was just reminded of that by one of my clients the other day." His arms circled her, keeping her close. Sometimes he felt like he would crush her, she was so tiny, so fragile.

"Didn't we have this conversation? We're both lucky, honey…"

"You're right," he agreed, resting his cheek against the top of her head. "You are the love of my life, and meeting you was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I know I've told you that before, but I never want you to forget."

"I never would forget, Derek," she assured him, raising her face to look into his eyes. "Because I feel the same about you."

He kissed her softly then, tightening his grip around her, until they were both breathless again. "Take me to bed, husband," she said finally, and he picked her up and carried her up the stairs.

"Can you get away for a long weekend?" Derek asked her later, lazily stroking her back. "I was thinking we should get away for a few days."

"Um…maybe…"

"I know you're dedicated, and I love you for that…but I'm sure you could use a few days to unwind too. You know…somewhere warm, lots of good food, wine…"

"…and good sex?"

"That's a given," he grinned at her. "Just put the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door…"

"Sounds heavenly," she agreed. "I'll check and see what works on the schedule."

"Good, just let me know and I'll book it. It'll be a surprise."

"You like that, don't you?"

"What?"

"The surprises, the romantic things…?"

"It's all your fault, Meredith. You've brought it out in me," he smirked, pulling her over him again.

"Really…?" Her fingers trailed along his chest, and lower, over his navel. His body clenched in response, as she toyed with the dark hair arrowing down his groin. "Just the romantic things…?"

"Hell, Meredith…you keep doing that and you know you bring out more…" he muttered, watching her touch him, his body responding eagerly. Her delicate fingers stroked him just the way she knew aroused him the most.

"Yes, I can see that," she teased him, before touching her tongue to him, so that he bucked upwards against her. She traced her tongue along the hard ridge of his erection, and he groaned. So velvet soft, but so hard – she flicked her tongue along the pulsing veins, making him twist his fingers in the sheets.

"Don't stop now, Mer." His eyes were half-closed, his mouth tense with desire, as she licked him, swirling her tongue along his length. She kissed the tip, and he groaned softly again. "Fuck Meredith, I'm not doing this alone," he reminded her, his voice rough and low, as he tried to control the heat he felt building up in him. "Come here, baby…" She glanced up at him, seeing the heat in his eyes, and the love she felt for him surged through her. Moving over him, so that she faced his cock, she knelt above his mouth. He pulled her down so that her aching pussy made contact with his wet, hot tongue. His tongue delved into her, caressing her everywhere, and she rocked against his face, lost in the pleasure that flooded her. Twisting and grinding, she bucked over him, as his tongue continued to slide across her clit and deep into her.

She bent forward to take him into her mouth again, sucking him hard, driving him wild. Her fingers cradled his balls, stroking him lightly, tracing the delicate skin with her tongue, sending more flashes of heat through his entire body.

As she continued to suck at him, his tongue drove deeper into her, filling her, at the same time, pushing his fingers into her. She let him go for a moment, moaning. "Oh..oh…yes…YES!" She bounced wildly over him, her orgasm starting to wash through her. His hips bucked upwards again, and she took him in again as his body tensed with the release that was building. He pulsed into her, as she pulled at his cock, the pleasure almost painfully intense. The bed bounced and shook, as they moved together, until finally spent and shaking, they rolled over to face each other.

"Coming together is much more fun," Meredith sighed, cradled in his arms. Derek kissed her temple softly, brushing the hair from her eyes. He could taste her on his lips; smell the scent of their lovemaking in the air. Somehow he never imagined this kind of contentment, and he was happier than ever.

"Mmm….you're so right…" he agreed sleepily. "I love you."

"Love you too, Derek…" she whispered. "So so much…"