9. I've Been Waiting For So Long

They were making their way up her stairs giggling, kissing and petting like horny teenagers. They came back to her place with Esther, Derek would pick up his SUV tomorrow; he had more pressing matters to attend. Right now he has Penelope pin on her door, his hands under her shirt, making her moan and beg. She wasn't idle, she had one leg hooked on his hips and was grinding on him for all it was worth.

''Ugh! Babygirl you're killing me, your keys! Your keys!'' he growls.

He lets her go enough for her to dig through her bag and to unlock the door. As soon as it's open he pounces, drags her inside and kicks the door close. She squeals but soon enough it turns into moans as he pull her up to him and nibbles on her neck. He walks forward and pushes her up the wall of her hallway so she can drape her leg around his hips. His hands were free to dip into the v-neck of her shirt and pay a little attention to her breasts. She's wearing a skirt, the material of her panties is so flimsy that she can feel every bump of Derek's jeans covered crotch. If she wasn't her wet before she sure owns a river now! She couldn't believe this was happening! If he was already pinching her nipples she would of ask to be pinch to make sure she was awake. How many night she woke up alone after this kind of dreams. She waited so long for him and her, for them.

She needs more, her hands go down the hem of Derek's t-shirt and pulls it up. He lets go of her breasts to help her get reed of it. She saw him half naked countless times but somehow, now that she could touch it, it felt like the first time. She rakes her nails on his pecks and does it a little hard when she reaches his nipples. He groans and his hips buck against her before he grinds himself harder against a core. It was her turn to groan. He dips his head a catches her mouth for a soul stealing kiss, demanding access to it with his hot tongue. She complies with a whimper, drapes her arms around his neck to pull him closer as much as it's possible. He tears open her shirt, neither of them caring that the buttons went flying everywhere around them. He tugged her bra down so he could have full access to her breasts. Derek pulled away to look at them. His hands were roaming on them with the softest touch like he was afraid they would disappear.

''Sweetness you have no idea how many of my fantasises you starred in with these beauties and still it didn't come close to this!'' he rasps huskily looking up at her echoing her thoughts.

Her hair was in disarray, her eyes were dark and her eye leads heavy from her desire. Her cheeks and her neck were the brightest pink he ever saw on her, her plum mouth looked redder and puffier, if it was possible, because of his kisses, all this because of him. An instinctual, bestial pride surge through him making him want to take ownership of this woman, make her his, heart, body, mind and soul. A deep growl came out before he could stop it. It made her look at him, there was a feral flash in his eyes. If she didn't want him as much as he did her, she might have been scared. His caress on her breast becomes more insistent, but he keeps looking into her eyes, she whimpers again.

"Penelope, if you don't want this to go any further, if you want to wait, you have to say it now!'' he bit out through clenched teeth.

As caring and sweet the question was, the way it was said it, the tone of his voice, the way he looked at her it felt she was going to make a lifetime oath. Never breaking their eye contact she pulls him closer.

"I want you Derek, I'm yours...''

If she was going to say more he will never know, cause he mouth came crashing on hers with a triumphal growl. One hand left her breast to loose itself under her skirt and tears her soaking panties. Her squeal is muffle by his tongue briefly before he pulls backs.

"I'll buy you a new pair, I'll buy you a whole freaking wardrobe!'' he groans before kissing her again and entering her with a long thick probing finger. She's trembling, moaning, raking his back, trying press herself closer to his hand so that his thumb's friction on her nub was harder. He pulls back again mumbling a streak of curse that would make Reid blush.

"Babygirl..." he groans, trying hard to free himself from his jeans with one hand, "I swear I'll worship every sweet inch of your body later, but I can't wait any longer, I promise I'll make it up to you! I have to be inside you! I waited for so damn too long!" he chokes as he enters her with one deep thrust.

Her mouth forms an "o" but no sound comes out of it, her eyes roll on the back of her head, the latter drop on the wall she's pin to with a loud thump. Why did they didn't do this before? It was her last coherent thought before she starts crying out with each hard thrust she got in which she met in kind. Derek was besides himself, he knew he should have wait to make sure his first thrust didn't hurt her, but as soon as he felt her around him it was like he was possessed and he couldn't hold himself back. His hands were back on her breast kneading, pulling and pinching. From time to time he would unconsciously graze her scar and pull her in a deep kiss every time he did it. He was so close, she felt so good, so hot, each time a spasm went through her body he felt it and it made her clench tighter around him. His hand fell down between them, he rubbed and pinched her bundle of nerves, he shift so that he was hitting the spot he found earlier, thanks to his fingers, with harder and deeper thrust.

She pulls out of his kiss afraid she would bite his tongue and settles to bite the soft spot just underneath his ear lobe to keep her from screaming bloody murder while she falls into ecstasy and have her neighbours call the cops. She felt it through her whole body and couldn't stop shivering. If the vice grip her core had on him didn't send him over, her nip sure did. His last thrust became frantic before he too fell after, biting the base of her neck hard enough to leave a mark. He fell to his knees with her still securely attach to him. They were trying to catch their breath and get back their bearings. She looks up at him.

"OH! Cupcake! If was a masochist and wasn't officially addicted to your body, I would make us wait again if this was the end result!" she panted out in a daze.

She squealed yet and has her world starts turning and finds herself on the floor, her Chocolate Adonis hovering on her and still firmly nestles in her.

"Why wait when I'm already in?'' he said with a mischievous smile laced with a renew desire with a swing of hips.

Her eyes widen, "Oh God!'' she screamed.