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Anyway, the weekend getaway continues, and will for a few chapters yet! Enjoy...

Chapter 21 - Massages & More

Meredith stretched lazily, opening her eyes to find Derek sprawled out over her. Morning sun was filtering through the curtains, and she relished the fact she didn't have to get up and rush out the door to work. "Morning…" she murmured, as Derek opened one eye.

"Morning…" he replied, his head buried in the pillows, his arm and leg around her. His body was warm and his hair was sleep tousled, and she loved waking up with him like this. He was so much more relaxed like this, much removed from his daily persona.

"So what are we doing today?"

"Meredith…" Derek eased into a sitting position, raking a hand through his hair. "I'm not really awake enough to make intelligent conversation…"

"Mmm…we don't need to talk then…"

"You know me too well…" he muttered, pulling her closer and kissing her softly, running his hand along her warm skin. "You're all I need right now." He brushed her cheek with his fingers as he brought his lips to hers, kissing her with more intensity than usual. Meredith molded herself tightly to him, opening her mouth to his, as the sweet anticipation rose in her again. His tongue teased her bottom lip, teeth nipping just a little. She moaned softly, meeting his tongue then, feeling exquisite ripples of delight run down her spine. Then his lips were at the hollow of her throat, his breath fanning her skin.

Meredith sighed happily as he parted her legs, sliding against her, hard and ready for her. He put his lips to her throat and down to her breasts, rolling his tongue around the nipples as she wrapped her fingers in his hair. She welcomed him inside of her, sighing happily at the feel of him, so deep and hard into her.

"God, you feel good…" he whispered in her ear. "I love this…waking up with you like this is like nothing else on earth…"

"I love it too…"

He kissed her again, and found her tongue with his as they moved together perfectly. She moaned against his mouth, her skin warm and damp with sweat. She wanted to touch him everywhere, wanted to have his cock fill her completely, and she spread herself wider for him. He could make her feel shameless in her need for him, she couldn't get enough, ever.

"Just make love to me, Derek," she whispered, "take me away..." No other words were necessary, as he took her entreaty to heart, and pushed deeper and faster into her. She clung to him and let the hot sweet orgasm rip through her, moaning his name over and over. With a final groan, he let himself go then, thrusting into her, abandoning everything to the moment.

Catching her breath, Meredith snuggled against him, too content to move for the moment. This was the second best thing, to have him hold her afterwards, still together, with his hands caressing her gently.

"Awake now?" she asked him.

"Sufficiently…" Derek glanced at the bedside clock. "Just in time for the first thing on the agenda for the day…"

"Which is what?"

"A massage for both of us…with breakfast afterwards…"

"Massage?" Meredith repeated, her eyes wide. "I've never had one…"

"Then you're in for a treat. You'll love it." He kissed her cheek, just as there was a soft knock at the door. "Good timing…"

She scrambled upwards, looking for her robe. "I'm not even dressed!"

"Go…I'll take care of this until you're ready." He snagged the discarded jeans from the floor, and pulled his shirt on quickly. Meredith hurried into the bathroom, pulling her hair back as she went. She had no idea what to expect, but it sounded like a heavenly way to start the day…well, other than making love with Derek, that is. Glancing in the mirror, she surveyed her flushed skin and her eyes wide with happiness. Touching her mouth where she could still feel the imprint of Derek's lips, she marveled again at how much her life had changed. And she was thrilled at every new thing that he was doing for her. With a little shake of her head, she quickly brushed her teeth and freshened up.

By the time she got back into the bedroom, there were two masseuses busily setting up supplies. There were two padded massage tables set up close to the patio door, and the doors were open to let in the morning breeze. Derek slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him, kissing her cheek.

"Good morning, my name is Glorianna, and this is Roberto. Are you ready for your massage, ma'am?" The female masseuse was tall and dark-haired, with a relaxed manner, and her eyes were kind and reassuring. Roberto was short and stocky, with a cheerful smile and a mop of dark curly hair and warm brown eyes.

Meredith smiled. "Yes, please…though I don't know what to expect."

Glorianna smiled back. "This is an aromatherapy massage, one of the best we offer. The oil we use is a blend of chamomile, sandalwood, lavender and ylang ylang. It's rumored to be an aphrodisiac…" she finished with a wink.

Meredith exchanged a look with Derek, who smirked at her. "Oh, well…that sounds lovely…" She swatted his hand away from her ass, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"Come…lay down, here…let's get started then…"

For a second, Meredith was hesitant, but Derek took her hand and helped her up onto the table. "You'll love it…" he whispered in her ear. She relaxed, closing her eyes, and letting Glorianna take over. Soon she was lost to everything but the birdsong filtering in the open windows, and the steady rhythmic massage along her muscles. The scent of the aromatic oils was wonderful, and she drifted along into a blissful state.

Derek glanced over at her, his own body surrendering to the massage easing his muscles into warmth. The scents tickled his nostrils, and he began to think there was something to the rumor. As if they hadn't just made love before this, he felt the need for his wife all over again. He closed his eyes, letting his fantasies sift through his thoughts. Thinking of spending a lazy afternoon with her, outside under the warm sun, as they shared a bottle of wine…feeling relaxed and playful, making her laugh at some little comment he made. Watching the breeze lift her hair, as she moved over him, her breasts tempting him from the scoop of the tank top she wore. He heard Meredith's soft little sound of satisfaction, and he looked over at her.

Her eyes were still closed, and her skin was glistening with the massage oil. He watched Glorianna's hands gliding over the skin, just as Roberto did to him. It was strangely erotic to see someone else touching Meredith that way, and he shifted on the table, suddenly feeling too hard against the table. Maybe this wasn't the best idea he ever had, he thought wryly.

Meredith opened her eyes then, finding his blue gaze hot on her, and she smiled lazily at him. "Oh god…how did I live without knowing what this was like before?" she sighed. "I think I'm boneless…"

"That's perfect, then…that's what we aim for…" Glorianna commented.

"Nearly done, sir…" Roberto assured him. "You got a little bit of tension here suddenly…should I work on that a bit more?"

Derek shook his head, thinking the tension had nothing to do with stress. "No, I think we're ready for breakfast now."

"Perfect. Do you need anything else?"

He managed to sit up and drag the towel over his groin. "We're good, thank you both. Excellent work..." He glanced at his discarded clothing, wondering if he needed to get his wallet, but Roberto waved him off.

"No need, sir…all part of the package…" There was another knock at the door, and Roberto grinned. "And breakfast has arrived, on cue. Let me bring that in." He hurried away to the door, whistling softly.

"We'll just pack up and be on our way…you can relax there and the housecleaning staff will remove the tables later," Glorianna grinned, as if sensing the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Meredith was warm and aroused, picking up the vibe from Derek she knew so well. By the time the other couple had disappeared, she was tingling with anticipation.

"Are you hungry? The food smells great," she teased him, pushing herself into a sitting position and letting the towel fall away from her. Her skin was flushed from the massage, and her hair was in disarray around her face. Giving him a naughty little smile, she stretched her arms over her head, arching her back so her breasts lifted.

"Not for breakfast at the moment…" he muttered, jumping off the table and standing in front of her. He cupped her breasts, and leaned in towards her mouth that just begged his kiss. His fingers kneaded the slippery skin, teasing her nipples into harder peaks. "I just have an appetite for you…" Trailing his fingers lower, along her ribcage, and fitting his hands over her ass, as he kissed her with an urgent passion that was raging between them.

Their hands and mouths were then everywhere, touching slippery skin, probing and teasing. Meredith felt his cock pressing against her, and she reached to touch him. She gently stroked him with one hand, her other placed on his thigh. She could feel his muscles tighten and quiver beneath her hands, as she guided him towards her. Looking into those amazing eyes of his, so dark and hazy with desire, sent her into a place where nothing else mattered but this.

"You want this fast and hard…?" he demanded, consumed with need for her.

"God yes…crazy hard..." she begged, meeting his thrusting hips, her eyes going wide as he drove into her deeply. His fingers danced along her skin, adding to her torment, as they moved together on the table. She gripped him tightly inside of her, beginning to spasm around him, as waves of pleasure began to take over. Derek held onto her hips, and lost himself in her heat, feeling like she was pulling him in deeper with every stroke. Squeezing harder, nearly taking away the last shred of his control, while he murmured soft sexy words in her ear. He rocked harder against her, nearly growling in a combination of pleasure and need. His tongue traced the edge of her earlobe, wet and warm, and she shivered at the sensation. She wrapped herself around him tighter, moaning and crying with satisfaction. Just as she was at the brink of her orgasm, Derek claimed her mouth again, ravaging her with a fierce heat, inhaling her sweet scent as they both reached for the perfect climax they craved. Panting hard, moving a little slower, they were too happy to do more than hold each other for a few minutes, as the aftershocks washed through him.

"Ohmigod…" Meredith sighed finally lifting her head to look up at him. "I really liked that massage…can we do that again before we go?"

"I'm not sure I can survive it. I think I can vouch for the rumored aphrodisiac properties of the aromatherapy," he murmured, kissing her temple. He eased away from her, and lifted her up in his arms. "Now, I don't know about you, but I'm suddenly starving…"

"Famished…" she giggled, as he set her down on the bed. "Feed me, husband…"

Derek grinned at her, as he wheeled the cart to the bed. "Do I peel the grapes for you too?"

"Hmmm…now that you mention it…" Meredith peeked up at him through her lashes. "That sounds like a great idea…"

By early afternoon, after they had toured several of the wineries along the winding road of Napa Valley, Meredith was beginning to feel the effects of the many samples they had tasted. Derek had thoughtfully booked a car and driver to take them around, so at least neither of them had to drive.

"This was a good idea," she observed, curled up on the back seat, with his arm around her shoulders. The sun was warm through the windows, and she felt more relaxed than she could recall in a long time.

"Getting hungry?" he asked, trailing his fingers along her bare arm. She was wearing a scoop neck tank top, and khaki color shorts, her hair loose over her shoulders. He leaned in a little closer and kissed her temple. "There are a few places to stop and eat, share a bottle of wine…"

"Hmm….that sounds like a good idea," she murmured. Her hand rested on his thigh, squeezing him lightly. "You have that dirty sexy look in your eye again…"

"Who me?"

"Yes, you…haven't you had enough today?" Meredith teased him, thinking of how he had made love to her after the massage, and after, no rather…during breakfast.

"No, somehow you have this effect on me…this sexual effect…" he whispered in her ear, mindful of the driver seated in front of them. "I think it's magnified here…"

Meredith laughed softly. "Me too then…"

Derek caressed her cheek with his free hand, and kissed her softly. His tongue moved along hers seductively, with a heated desire he couldn't deny. Meredith slid her fingers up along his chest, where his white cotton shirt was unbuttoned, over the flat muscles, teasing his nipples. For a few minutes, they lost track of everything else, until the car began to slow, turning into another driveway.

The driver eased the car to stop and glanced into the rear view mirror. Derek relinquished Meredith slowly, letting her compose herself. "Elliot…d'you know of any good, quiet areas for a picnic around here?"

"Sure, Mr. Shepherd…I know of just the spot."

"Excellent…we'll be back shortly."

Derek stepped out of the car, holding his hand out for Meredith, who jumped out easily. His arm went around her waist, as they strolled into the winery. It was cool and dark inside, redolent with the scent of oak. Several other couples were already around the tasting area, and they took a place along the counter with them. The host greeted them, and proceeded to tell them all about the various wines and their virtues. Meredith nodded, trying to absorb the information, but all she could think about was Derek behind her, his solid strength pressing against her intimately. She reached for the small glass to sample the wine, sniffing it appreciatively and swirling it around as they had been instructed several times already. She took a sip, and it was pure heaven on her tongue.

"You like?" Derek asked, reaching around her to snag a glass as well.

"It's good…we should get one of these for our lunch…"

Derek nodded in agreement after he swallowed the small sample. "Perfect…we'll take one, no make that two…we might want to have one later on this evening…"

Meredith wandered around the viewing area, while Derek looked after getting the wine. There was a small deli attached to the winery, and she inspected the various cases, looking for some good things for lunch. By the time he joined her, she had several items in a basket. "This all looks so good. I can hardly decide…" she said, laughing softly.

"Hmm….I can see that…" He looked at the mix of cheese, and crackers, sandwiches and fruit. "You really are hungry…"

"It all looked too good…" she confessed. "Oohh,..and dessert…" The array of cheesecake and pie tempted her.

"You'll wear off all the calories, anyway…" he whispered in her ear. "Here…" He plucked two piece of cheesecake from the display and added them to the basket. "I promise to help you work it off."

"You are really bad…" Meredith giggled, as they headed for the cashier.

"I do my best."

After Elliot deposited them at a secluded grassy area, they settled onto a small picnic table, shielded by a stand of trees, and spread the food out. Derek opened the wine and poured some into two glasses, and they toasted each other. "To us…"

"To vacations…"

"Mm…I may never want to go back to Seattle," Meredith sighed, loving the feel of the sun on her face. "No rain…d'you think the local hospital needs any residents?"

"You could always check…" he grinned, watching her devour the food. They ate in companionable quiet for a few minutes, appreciating the sound of the birds, and the beautiful weather. When the food was gone, including the last crumb of cheesecake, Meredith leaned back happily.

"Oh that was so good…everything tastes better outside…" She sipped the wine slowly, savoring the burst of flavor on her tongue. Combined with the sun and the samples she'd drunk earlier, it began to hit her harder.

"Everything?" Derek grinned, moving closer to her. "Should we put that to a test?" He felt a little light-headed himself, as he eased his arm around her, and kissing her temple, her silky hair tickling his face for a moment. He breathed deeply, catching the scent of her, so uniquely Meredith. Her head fell back against his chest, and she giggled a little.

"What did you have in mind?" she asked, a little breathless, a little aroused; it had to be the wine, giving her a little reckless abandon. Derek started to kiss her neck as he held her close, feeling that slight little tremor in her body. He pushed into her a little, letting her know just how hard he was. Her body reacted to his touch, her nipples stiffening and aching. She shifted against him, as his hand slid forward over her thigh. He knew as well as she did that she was already wet and aching, before he even touched her.

His fingers brushed her skin, up beneath the shorts, and her body shook from the contact. "We're hidden here…" he breathed in her ear. His other hand moved up over her camisole, around the enticing curve of her breast. Meredith's breathing hitched, and he moved his hand into her hair, twining it around his fingers, letting her know he had her where he wanted her. She was helpless with need already, and he knew it. She could feel how hard he was through the fabric of her shorts and his jeans.

"You can't be thinking about…?"

"I thought you could tell…"

"Well, yes…" Then his fingers slid up beneath the edge of her shorts, and she lost her train of thought. "But…not here…" she protested weakly, even though the wine had banished all of her inhibitions.

"Are you sure?" His voice was silky and tempting in her ear. "After all…it's not like you're shy about this kind of thing…outside in the rain comes to mind…in my car…" He moved his fingers higher, up beneath her shorts, finding the dampness nearly impossible to ignore.

"But that was dark then…" she protested, her body betraying her. She leaned back against him, as his fingers danced along her skin, making her even wetter. His other hand left her hair, cupping her breast over the thin material of the tank top.

"So close your eyes…" he murmured in her ear.

"Derek…"

He ignored her, concentrating on the feel of her skin, of the scent of her arousal in the warm air. Her legs parted even further, giving him access to her, as she leaned back against him. Little ripples of anticipation run up along her spine at the brazen way he was touching her. Her nipples were hard and aching, and she sucked her breath in when he inched the tank top upwards. His palm covered her, while she rocked her hips slowly from side to side, needing more of the pleasure that began to arc through her. Then his thumb caressed her nipple, and she gasped. His lips were at the back of her neck, his mouth wandering along her skin.

"Having fun?" he asked her softly.

"Oh god yes…" she breathed, caught up in the moment, loving the feel of his hands on her warm skin. Her hips bucked a little harder, as he toyed with her clit, until she was close to the edge of losing control. In another moment, she was riding the crest of her orgasm, shaking against his touch.

"Was it good?"

"Always…" she sighed, moving around in his embrace to face him. Her hands slid to his belt, and over the hard throb of his cock. "Now you need something, honey…don't you?" She giggled a little. "Oh yes you do…I can tell…" Leaning forward, catching his mouth, her tongue darting between his lips as she stroked him a little harder. Kissing with soft and slow passion, relishing this moment, as Derek wrapped his hands in her hair, pulling her closer. Her hands moved upward, pushing his shirt away, touching the play of muscle along his chest. His hips rocked up harder, as he was consumed with the need to be inside of her.

"Do you really want to do this?" he asked, his voice husky. "Here…?"

"Now…" she added, undoing his belt and zipper. "You started this, honey…"

"I did, didn't I?" he groaned, "but you have too many clothes on…"

Meredith glanced around quickly, before jumping to her feet. Giving him a naughty little smile, she inched the shorts down her hips, taking the silky panties with them. His cock throbbed in sudden heat, and he shook his head in disbelief.

"I should've known you wouldn't back down…" he grinned, pulling her back into his lap.

"Never…" she giggled, welcoming the throb of his hardness between her legs. "Now make love to me…"

"Bossy…must be all this fresh air…" he teased her, but he obliged her by holding her up, angling himself towards her damp skin. Then she slid down over him, enveloping him inside in one quick movement. His eyes closed at the sensation, and she squeezed around him, making him groan softly. "Hell, woman…you feel too damn good…"

"You don't have to take it slow…" she panted, wiggling over him, her breasts moving up and down over his chest. "I want you bad, honey…"

"That makes two of us," he muttered, gripping her hips and thrusting into her hard and deep. Deeper than he thought possible, craving the way she felt around him. She rose up, her hands on his shoulders, her hair falling around him, the scent of lavender surrounding him. "More…"

"God…don't stop now…" she implored, already feeling the tingle of her climax beginning. She squeezed him tighter, nearly making him lose all control. Then there was only her, and her climax around him, taking him with her, caught up in her soft cries of pleasure. He throbbed hotly inside of her, as her tremors subsided, reluctant to pull away from her. Their mouths met again and again, softer and less urgent kisses, as they came back to reality.

"I love you…you crazy man…" Meredith sighed, resting her head on his chest.

"Love you back, honey…" He slid his hand down her back, swatting her ass gently. "Better get dressed now…"

"Who's being bossy now?" she giggled softly.

"Good to know we can take turns." Derek stood up and shielded her, as she shimmied into her shorts, and ran a hand through her tangled hair. They packed up the remnants of their lunch, before wandering back to the car hand in hand.

"What else do you have planned for today?" she asked him, suddenly feeling drowsy after the meal and the satisfying sex. She yawned a little, and he glanced down at her with a grin.

"I believe an afternoon nap might be in order…and then dinner…what do you think?"

"I think you're right…" Meredith agreed happily. "A nap sounds awfully decadent…I'm not used to that…"

"Me either, actually…but that's what vacations are all about…doing things out of the ordinary…"

"And having sex in unexpected places…!" Meredith giggled again.