Page 48 of After Tonight

“Lift up. Let me get a good taste,” he said huskily, his hand going to her knee and lifting.

Mindlessly, she let him lift her leg and prop her knee over his shoulder. It opened her up, and she had no time to even think about thinking about being self-conscious. Derek dove in like a starving man on chocolate cake. He licked again, his tongue dipping lower this time, then returned to suck on her clit before saying hotly, “You taste fucking amazing, Riley.”

She sagged against the wall, grateful he was holding her as if he was never going to let her go. Sure, his tongue was magic and he knew exactly how to use it. Sure, she was hot and ready for him. But there was something about him talking to her, and using her name, so there was absolutely no way for either of them to forget who they were doing this with, that made her boneless in a very delicious and unexpected way.

“Derek,” she said again, breathless, but wanting his name in the air too.

“Take your shirt off, Ry,” he said, lifting his head and looking up at her.

The heat in his eyes made her reach for the bottom of her tee without any further prompting. He watched her strip it off and reach behind for her bra clasps. Her nipples were so hard they nearly ached as she tossed her bra away.

“The exact shade of pink I pictured,” he told her.

She couldn’t stand it. She cupped her breasts, squeezing slightly, trying to relieve the tingling.

He groaned and ran his hand up her back, urging her forward so he could take one in his mouth. The heat and suction made her inner muscles clench hard, and she suddenly felt achy and empty.

“Derek.” She sounded like she was begging for something. And she was, essentially. She was begging for him.

“I’ve got you, Ry,” he promised darkly. Then he lowered his head between her legs again.

She pushed back against the wall, needing to feel something solid, and closed her eyes again as pleasure poured through her.

His tongue worked on her clit and he slid two fingers into her, giving her some of the pressure she needed. She pressed closer, he sucked and thrust harder, and suddenly she felt the orgasm coming on, fast and sharp.

“Come on, Ry. Give it to me.”

She cried out as the sensations hit, igniting all of her nerve endings.

“That’s my girl.” Derek kept stroking her with his fingers, slower now, as she came down from the heights.

There was something in his tone that made her open her eyes and look down. He was now watching her face…and there was an affection in his expression that suddenly made her feel tears sting her eyes. She blinked rapidly and made herself smile. “So far, so good, Sex God.”

He grinned and stretched to his feet. Slowly. Rubbing his body along hers as he straightened. Then he cupped her face again and kissed her. It was deep and hot like before, but he moved slower this time, as if drinking her in.

“Bedroom,” he said simply, lifting his head after what felt like an hour.

Her body was still humming with the aftereffects of her orgasm, and she wasn’t sure she could make her legs go even the ten feet it would take to get to his bedroom. “Here,” she told him.

“Condoms are in the bedroom.”

“I’m on the pill right here.”

He paused and stared down at her. “You’re okay without a condom?”

“Do I have a reason to worry?”

He shook his head. “I’m clean.”

She knew he got around, but she also believed he was responsible about it, and she trusted him if he said he was good to go. “Me too.”

Without another word, he put his big hands on her ass and lifted her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, feeling his cock nudging at her entrance.

“You ready?” He gave her a grin that would have gotten her ready if she wasn’t, just by itself.

She nodded. “So, so ready.”

And he moved his hips, sinking deep, nice and slow. She felt her breath catch in her chest, and her toes actually curled. When he was as deep as he could get and she felt every glorious inch, he paused. His jaw was tight as he asked, “You okay?”

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