Chapter 6: Elevator Sex

Trudging would be the only way to describe Meredith's walk as she worked the halls in search of her boss. The sudden drift of his laughter catching her attention as she caught sight of him at the nurse's station. There was a tall leggy brunette cooing as she draped herself brazenly across the desk. The tip of her pen playing provocatively along her lips as she cooed and purred.

Stopping in her tracks, Meredith stood watching the scene unfold before her. Cringing as the nurse laid a hand upon Derek's chest, Meredith was unable to see anything as her vision turned red in jealousy. Sighing, she once again headed towards him repeating over and over in her non-listening head that she was not now, nor could she ever be interested in him again. He was her boss, her superior. No matter how good the sex was—and it was damn good sex, she could not risk her career on something she knew would end just as every other fling had. What she needed was a distraction. She needed a good bout of sex to relieve this tension. Then, all thoughts of the dreamy doctor would dissipate as fast as they came.

Walking up behind him, she cleared her throat as the brazen woman was in the mist of leaning forward exposing her assets, "Excuse me Dr. Shepherd."

Derek felt the smile grow across his face as he heard her voice breathing into his ears from behind. She was just the distraction he needed from the forward nurse. Turning, he refrained from laughing as he caught site of the green-eyed jealousy monster lurking behind her eyes. "Ahh Dr. Grey can I help you?"

Refraining from rolling her eyes, she brushed off his cockiness and plastered a smile on her lips "I was told you requested me, Dr. Shepherd?"

"That I did."

"Well, here I am…" she could tell he was in the mood to play and she prayed she had the strength to win, "what would you like me to do?"

The way his eyes darkened and his smile deepened, she knew many ideas of what she could be doing were forming in his head. None of them had a damn thing to do with practicing medicine.

Excusing himself, he turned and held out a hand for Meredith to walk alongside him, "so how is your first day going?"

The feel of his hand on the small of her back as he stepped aside to allow her to enter the elevator was excruciating, "umm it's been-good."

Smiling, he winked as he reached over and pushed the glowing number button.

Laughing, she shook her head "I already pushed it."

Smirking, he leaned in close until his breath was fanning against the delicate slope of her ear, "I know but it comes faster when I push it."

Pulling back, she stared into his eyes as heat smoldered between them. She knew exactly how good he was at making things come. Taking a deep breath, she watched as the first one and then another patron stepped off the elevator until they were left standing alone—side by side in what was suddenly feeling like a very small elevator.

"I'm not going out with you again." she spoke firmly as she gripped the files closely to her chest.

Not bothering to glance her way, he inwardly laughed because he knew her words spoke exactly opposite of what she really wanted, "Did I ask you to go out with me? Do you want to go out with me ?"

Sighing, her gaze remained focused on the cool steel of the doors, "I'm not dating you and I'm definitely not sleeping with you again. You're my boss."

Glancing her way, he shook his head as that cocky smile returned to his lips. "I'm your boss' boss."

"You're sexually harassing me."

"I'm riding in an elevator."

Agitation played through her as she watched the numbers slowly ticking by bringing them closer to their destination and her freedom from their close proximity. "You're my teacher and my teacher's teacher."

Rolling his eyes, he shook his head "I'm your sister. I'm your daughter."

"You're sexually harassing me."

"I'm riding in an elevator."

Finally turning to face him, she challenged him with her eyes. Anger at her weakness causing her to clench the files even closer. "Look, I'm drawing a line. The line is drawn. There's a big line."

Staring at her, he couldn't help but smile as the sexual tension finally caused her breath to hitch. Raising his eyebrows in question, the mock seriousness in his voice was full of self-assumption as he questioned her seriousness. "So this line, is it imaginary or do I need to get you a marker?"

She tried to fight it, she tried to keep the sexual tension from boiling over, but as he mocked her, knowing that her body ached for him, her mind screamed to fuck caution and ease the need that was bubbling through her blood.

Dropping the files to the floor, her small body attacked his much larger one pushing him up against the walls of the elevator. The initial shock causing him to gasp. Soon enough he was fighting her for control and backing her up against the walls until the coolness of the steal was branding her through her scrubs. His hand seeking out and hitting the stop button, he knew he wouldn't have much time.

His lips trailed hot kisses along her jawline, down over her neck. His strong hands working their way under the thinness of her scrub top as he cupped and massaged her breast through her bra. The tiny point of her nipple budding up to push against the soft fabric, pleading for his touch.

Derek fought to keep control as his body screamed for her. The bulge of his cock straining against the dark blue scrubs that hugged his lean hips. The scarce fabric unable to shield his hardness from her body as his cock lay cradled between her thighs as their lips once again met. Their tongues dueling as they mimicked the motions their bodies craved.

Moaning, Meredith tugged on his hair, pulling his hair back allowing her to stare into those soft blue eyes that were blazing with fire. "I need-I need…"

"What Mer? Tell me what you need." his hand slipped beneath the ties of her waistband and sought out the warmth of her slick pussy. His fingers sliding between her soaked smooth lips, targeting in on her swollen clit, "this? Do you need this?"

Her soft whimpers filled his ears as her teeth bit into his neck to keep from screaming.

Groaning as her sweet juices slicked his finger, he gently eased first one and then two fingers deep inside the confines of her wetness. Feeling her muscles clench down as he gently fucked her with his fingers.

"Just as tight as I remember." He whispered into her ear as he felt her begin to quiver beneath his touch. Working quickly, he freed his straining cock from the confines of his scrub pants and quickly pushed hers down. Turning her to face the wall, he gently pulled her ass back towards him as he lined his cock up against her pussy from behind. "Is this what you want Meredith? If you still want me to stop, just tell me to stop."

Whimpering, she couldn't help but hate him and need him all at the same time. As his cock throbbed against her soaked pussy her body begged for him to close in on the space between them and lunge deep inside her body. "No please, don't stop."

"Oh God, Derek" she moaned as she felt his cock slide in.

Derek's pumps grew in ferocity with each sweet moan that escaped her lips. Each thrust teetering on a mixture of pain and pleasure as she adjusted to his size. He was definitely bigger than Finn much more than she was used to.

She had been longing for this ever since their one-night stand and the pent up desire just left her body teetering on a release like nothing she had ever experienced before.

"Fuck Meredith. You're so fucking amazing, you feel so good baby." gripping her hips with one hand, he ran his other up and down along her spine, watching as the tiny goose bumps appeared one by one. Watching as she worked her hips, pushing her ass into him allowing herself to take each glorious inch of his cock.

Feeling himself growing close to his own release, his hand splayed across her pussy as his fingers once again sought out the tiny nub hidden between her slick folds. Gently he rubbed her swollen clit racing her to a release like neither one of them had ever experienced.

Feeling her clench and tighten around him he groaned as he ferociously pumped along with her release. "Fuck Meredith."

Holding her close, he collapsed against her, allowing himself to catch his breath he finally pulled out and away.

Standing, she quickly pulled up her pants as reality sunk in and she realized they were in a stopped elevator and no doubt people would figure out what they were doing—If they hadn't already heard.

Avoiding his gaze she concentrated on the ties that held her scrubs together. Her emotions running high as her body worked on coming down from the euphoria of her orgasm. Her mind-blowing orgasm from the good doctor.

"Meredith."

She was avoiding his gaze and as he readjusted his pants, he sighed. "Meredith come on… What, are you not going to talk to me now? I didn't force you."

Turning to face him, he took in her swollen lips and wild hair and found himself already reacting to her again. It was as if she was a drug. This was crazy.

"We need to go. People will talk."

Sighing in defeat, he pushed the button and restarted the elevator "I'm sorry Mer."

Staring at him as the elevator roared back to life she sighed. "don't be sorry. It was wonderful. It was amazing"

Nodding, he smiled finally feeling a glimmer of hope.

"And it can never happen again…" she softly spoke as the elevator doors opened.

Standing there alone in the empty elevator, he watched her walk away and he couldn't help but wonder if he was up against a bigger fight than he thought…