Page 57 of Reconciling the Consequences

Derrick groaned beneath her.

She eased off him and looked up to see him blinking back at her. “Hey,” she said softly.

He smiled faintly. “Hey, baby girl.” His voice was raspy.

“How’s the pain? Can I get you anything?” she asked, feeling unsure. She wasn’t used to taking care of anyone, just as she’d never had anyone take care of her before Johnny and Kevin and Derrick.

Derrick shifted and pulled his good arm from between them; she had been resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped it around her back and pulled her into him. She went easily, resting her head on his chest as he held her close. “I’m good, baby girl. I’m sorry I scared you.”

She sighed heavily and let her body relax further against his side, draping her arm over his chest. “You really did scare me,” she admitted.

His hand tightened on her waist, but he didn’t say anything.

She carried on, needing to get her feelings off her chest. Her heart ached and her nerves were still shot to shit. “When Kevin called, I’d never been so scared in my life,” she said, shifting so she could look up at him. “The thought of something happening to you—that I might lose you—” She broke off on a sob and buried her face into his chest.

“Baby girl.” Derrick sighed, holding her tighter. “I’m fine. A little bullet isn’t going to keep me down.” He tried to joke.

It only made her sob harder into his chest. “I just kept thinking the worst.” She gasped. “And all I could think was what-if?” She lifted her head off his chest and propped herself on her elbow so she could look down at him. “What if you died and you didn’t know how much I love you? Because Derrick, I fucking love you, and I don’t know that I could live without you,” she admitted, tears falling down her face.

Derrick’s green eyes blazed as he wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck and yanked her face down to his. She went willingly as he devoured her mouth with his. She groaned as he poured his love into the kiss. Her eyes closed as she shifted over him, throwing her leg over his hips and straddling him.

She let her weight drop onto his lower body, and he groaned into her mouth. “Fuck, baby girl.” He moaned.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” she murmured against his lips.

“You’re gonna hurt my balls if you don’t do something about that teasin’.” He chuckled.

She grinned and ground her core down on his rock-hard erection. “This teasin’?” She smirked.

“Little slut, you’re walking a fine line.” Derrick’s voice rumbled.

She smirked again and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the center of his left pectoral and bit down a little.

He groaned, eliciting a chuckle from her.

“I don’t think you’re in any position to boss me around, my love.” She giggled and kissed her way down his washboard abs.

“Little slut, if you think I can’t bend you over my lap and spank that ass, you better think again.” Derrick growled, his fingers fisting her hair.

She giggled and sucked a hickey into his abs, just above his jeans, chuckling when he groaned and arched into her. She made quick work of undoing his jeans and wasn’t surprised to find he was commando beneath them. She pulled them down his legs and tossed them to the floor.

She kissed her way back up his legs, nibbling his inner thigh before she did the same to the other leg.

“Baby girl.” He groaned. “You’re killing me.”

She chuckled as she palmed the base of his cock and wrapped her lips around the head.

“Ah, fuck.” He groaned, throwing his head back against the pillows.

She swallowed him down, sliding her hand from his base and cupping his balls. She sucked deep and he groaned again. Her tongue swirled his head before she flicked her tongue expertly against his frenulum. Over and over.

“Holy mother of God.” He groaned and arched upward. He let out a low hiss and his fingers tightened in her hair. “Again,” he ordered.

She didn’t hesitate. Her tongue flicked and licked against his most sensitive parts, and she reveled in his moans.

“So fucking talented, baby girl,” he rasped.

She swallowed him down as far as she could, wishing her right hand and wrist weren’t still wrapped in a cast. Her left caressed and massaged his balls while she sucked and swirled over his head.

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