*This chapter contains adult content*

Why didn't you tell me that you and Fin broke up?' Derek asked leaning back in his seat at the kitchen table in Meredith's kitchen. They had opened a bottle of wine and ordered food from a small Poke-bowl restaurant in town, she had the crunchy chicken and he the spicy salmon.

Derek's question took her by surprise. Overall, the evening had been very light hearted, they had talked about work and the casualties of life. And now he had decided to take the conversation to a deeper level. Normally she wouldn't mind, conversations with Derek always came easy, he knew all her dark and twisty secrets and she knew his. They confided in each other, but now she didn't know where to start and what to tell.

'I don't know. The night we broke-up.. I-I wanted to call you. But I wasn't sure, Fin said things that night..' she took a moment before she continued. 'I had to get my thoughts straight, I had to figure things out.. but then you saw me with that stupid little book. And then-then you asked these stupid questions. And now you know. You know I can't get off with another person; now you know that I am fucking rigid.'

'You are not rigid!You are a goddess; a beautiful, sexy, funny and smart woman.'he grabbed her hand over the table to give it a gentle squeeze.'Mer, he is an idiot, a fool. It is his incompetence!'

'If it was only him, Derek, I would have believed you.. But it isn't, non of my past partners were able to.. it's me! It has to be me.' she sighed defeated, a single big tear streaming down her cheek.

'Mer, don't..' Derek was beside her in an instance and wrapped her in his arms. 'Please don't blame yourself... When you are alone, you are able to climax, right?' she felt the heat rising in her cheeks. After a moment off slight hesitation, she gave a small nod against his shoulder and he continued. 'Then it's not you Mer, maybe you weren't in the right mood, stressed or self-conscious. The men you have been with should have put you at ease, they should have done everything in their power to make you achieve that high.'

'But..'

'No, buts Mer.' he slowly grabbed her face and put a lost string of hair behind her ear. His nose was close to hers, his darkened blue eyes delving into hers. 'Let me show you, that they were wrong. That Fin was so utterly wrong... Let me give you that heavenly bliss' his voice was hoarse, his breath hot against her skin. His hands were traveling up and down her arms in a soothing manner. She felt a slow heat pool inside of her stomach, her cheeks flushed three shades of scarlet.

' Der..'

'Shh' he put his hand lightly over her mouth. 'No more talking, let me take care of you.' his hand travelled slowly down her neck, over the soft curves of her breast down to her stomach. His other hand steadily on her back, traveling up and down. He repeated his movements in a slow tantalizing motion, over and over again. His lips nibbling on the skin of her neck, going up to her ear to graze the lobe softly with his teeth. He felt her tremble slightly under his touch, her breath caught in her throat. Her eyes were heavily lidded. He knew she would be responsive but he hadn't anticipated for her to be this sensitive.

Before she could have any doubts, he travelled his hands under the hem of her shirt. He slowly made his way upwards, his fingers grazing over her soft belly to her breasts. His movements grew bolder, his hand covered her breast and gave a solid squeeze, a soft moan escaped her lips. Her nipples hardened under his touch; he pulled her bra down uncovering her nipple. His thumb drew small circles over the erect nub, pinching it between his thumb and index finger. His hand moved to it's twin giving it the exact same attention, tweaking and twisting the tip.

He felt her relax in to the seat, her breathing heavier then before. He was rock hard the moment she had let him touch her, his arousal painfully against the fly of his jeans. Getting more and more turned on by the soft moans off appreciation she gave.

His hands moved to the outside of her thighs, kneading and massaging them. Moving to the buttons of her fly, opening them one by one.

'Lift your butt sweetheart.' slowly pulling her jeans down her legs, caressing every spot of her skin which came in to his sight. She let herself fall back in to the chair again, regaining a more relaxed composition. After he took off her jeans, and threw them to the side, his hands were back on her legs, his fingertips caressing her softly. Almost in a tickling fashion.

'Open your legs, Mer.' he ordered her in a tone that booked no argument. She moved her legs open marginally.

'Wider,' he murmured. She opened her legs wider sliding her butt down the seat, letting go of all mortification, both feet outside the legs off her chair. The cold air against her dampened panties made her shiver. Her panties were black lace, they were sexy but not in an overly sophisticated manner.

She opened her eyes wide and bucked her hips of the chair into his hand when his fingers made contact with her clad folds.'Fuck..' her breaths were short and felt her hot wetness dripping through the panties.

'Slow down baby, relax. Just feel, I am not going anywhere' Derek's voice was soft and smooth like butter. His fingers rubbed up and down her slit, increasing the pressure when he felt her move her hips in circular motions.

'Are you attached to the panties?' he breathed. She bit her bottom lip and shook her head. He put both hands at the side of her panties, with a rough tug the panties were gone.

He was met with her bare folds, her lips glistening and wet with her juices. It took al he had not to put his tongue between her legs and lick her into oblivation. That was for another time, tonight was about proving her a point. Tonight, he was bringing her to heaven and back.

He moved in to action, his fingers moving lightly between her lips, coating his fingers with some of her sweetness. He brought his fingers up to her clit circling it slowly, flicking the nub with his middle finger. He watched as her hips moved to get more friction from his fingers, moaning and writhing under his touch. If it was even possible, he grew harder in his pants, close to coming himself watching her.

He moved his middle finger lower, between her folds, he slowly entered one finger in to her slick heat. She let out a cry of pleasure. Setting a slow rhythm, moving in and out of her. His thumb circling her clit. Her hips bucked up against his hand, her cheeks flushed with sexual awareness, her pupils dilated. He added another finger inside of her, curling them upside brushing against the soft spot inside of her. Her walls were contracting, with two hard flicks of his thumb over her clit she fell over the edge. The tingling sensation starting in her toes, up over her spine to her head, her mind went completely blank.

She screamed out, panting and moaning while he kept moving his fingers inside of her. Letting her ride out the release until the last spasms left her body.

She slumped down in to the chair, spent and tired, trying to regain her breathing. She was unable to move; never in her life had she experienced anything like this before. He pulled down her shirt over her legs, covering her exposed body.

'So, how was it?' he asked with a smirk.

'I think I kind of lost control over there..' she laughed. He gave her a small kiss on her head and stood up. It was then she noticed the huge bulge in his pants.

He put his hand over her cheek, cupping her chin, making her look up at him. 'Get some rest, Mer. You must be tired. I will see you in the hospital on Monday.' he gave her a sweet kiss on her lips.

'But you...' she diverted her eyes to his bulge.

'This is nothing I can't take care off.'He let out a small laugh.'Sweet dreams.'

'Sweet dreams' she answered while he was already outside of the door. So, he had proven his point, it wasn't her. She wasn't rigid, he had made her come like a madman within 15 minutes. An earthshattering, toe-curling climax.