He leaned down to place a chaste kiss over my clothed clit. I let out a surprised moan and tried to push back against his hand still holding me down. “Derek,” I moaned. “More please.”
His head lifted to give me the sexiest smirk I’d ever seen. “Just relax, baby.”
He gently pulled my panties down and left them dangling from one of my ankles. Pushing my thighs further apart, I squirmed as he stared down at me like he was ready for his next meal.
“Ready?” he asked.
I nodded quickly. “Please,” I whined.
He held eye contact as he leaned down and flicked his tongue against my bare clit. My back arched at the contact and he let go of my wrists to hold me down by my hips with both of his hands. My hands flew to his hair to have something to hold onto.
Fuck. I hadn’t gotten laid in almost six months. I wasn’t sure if it was that, or the fact that I was doing this with Derek that made it all so overwhelming. Everything felt intense in the best way like I was a string ready to snap. My entire body flushed head to toe.
He sucked at my clit as I felt one of his fingers push at my entrance. I moaned softly and bit down on my lip to keep quiet. All he’d done so far was tease me, and I was already a mess.
His finger pushed in gently as he distracted me with his tongue. He hummed as my head fell back against the pillow. I couldn’t bear to look at him, it was too much.
I pulled the pillow up to bite down on it. The feeling of Derek’s thick fingers pushing into me slowly drove me up the wall. I wanted him. Needed him inside me. The sound of him making happy little groans as he licked at me and fingered me drove me to near tears.
“Fuck,” I gasped.
I couldn’t help it any longer, I looked down at him only to find him watching my every reaction. Seeing his hips thrusting against his bed nearly made me lose it. My eyes screwed shut as he hit an especially sensitive spot inside me and added another finger.
“Right there, yeah?” he asked. His voice was low and sexy. Right out of my wet dreams that I had about him every now and then.
“Yes, please,” I begged. My fingers pulled at his hair as he continued hitting that one spot that made me lose all sense ofcontrol. I hid my face in the pillow again to dampen the stream of sounds that fell from my mouth.
My legs trembled as I reached my climax, and Derek squeezed my thigh with his free hand, only furthering my need to fall apart. He was everywhere. I was overwhelmed with all of the sensations he was giving me at the same time.
“Are you gonna cum for me baby?”
Fuck. If he kept talking like that, I was going to break. My thighs clenched and let go as I fell over the edge. Derek kept working his fingers inside me until I was prying his arm away from my waist that held me down.
“Okay, okay, fuck,” I whimpered.
Derek slowed down his motions and sat up, pulling me closer to him. “You okay?”
“Fuck,” I laughed, my toes still curled. “Yeah, all good.”
He nodded with a small smirk. “Let me get you a towel.”
He untangled our limbs and slid away from me. “Wait,” I said. “I need to get you off too.”
Derek scoffed and continued walking to his bathroom, only to return seconds later. “You don’t.”
A yawn escaped me without any warning. I tried to muffle it by talking through it. “I do. I want to make you feel good too, Derek.”
“You already did, baby.”
I looked down to find he’d changed out of his pants into new boxers while he was in the bathroom. Had I made him cum without even touching him? There was no way.
He used the towel to wipe me clean and adjusted the blankets so we were both under them. He pulled me back into his arms without any more words.
“Need anything?” he murmured once we’d both gotten comfortable.
I shook my head, trying to psyche myself up to have energy that Derek knocked out of me with an amazing orgasm. There was no way he was getting me off and I wasn’t returning the favor. I looked up at him in bed and pulled him down to kiss me.
“Goodnight, Margo,” he whispered as we pulled apart. I frowned, but he pulled me back onto his chest, and I lost all ability to fight sleep any longer.