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He pulled out his fingers, wiped them clean, then shed his clothes and covered his dick. There was something incredibly hot about taking Sonja’s ass for the first time, but he didn’t want it to be the last time he did. He ignored the little head and took his time to coat the latex in a thick layer of lube.

Derek spread her cheeks to expose the puckered hole, shiny with lube. Gripping the base of his cock, he lined up to her tight entrance and begin to press in.

“Babygirl, you feel so fucking amazing.”

She gasped as the head of his cock passed the initial resistance. His eyes almost crossed as she clenched her muscles reflexively.

Derek’s lips found the back of her neck, and he kissed her soothingly. He wanted to give her time to adjust to his cock and get her bearings.

Sonja lay flat on the mattress, her head turned to the side.

“You good?”

“Uh-huh, I think so.”

He pulled back slightly and pressed forward again, pushing deeper and finding new resistance.

“It’s all right, precious.”

Her lashes fluttered as she fought to keep her eyes open, and he could see into her soul.

“Yes, Daddy. Fuck me, Daddy.”

She kept her eyes closed, and her hand started moving frantically. As she rubbed her clit, Derek pressed up onto his hands and began to move in earnest. Occasionally, he added lube as he let instinct take over and fucked in and out of her like she wanted him to.

Derek’s breath came in ragged gasps as he thrust deeper, his hips moving with a rhythm that matched her frantic moans. The room filled with the wet slap of skin on skin, and the softwhimpers escaping her lips. He could feel her tightening around him, her body tensing as she neared the edge.

“That’s it, baby,” he growled into her ear. “Come for me.”

Her back arched, driving him deeper.

“Fuck, baby.”

His balls drew up, and she cried out. Her orgasm ripped through her as she wailed her release.

Derek followed her over the edge, his own orgasm tearing through him as he spilled into her. His body shuddered with the force, as he spurted jet after jet.

He collapsed onto her. Their bodies were slick with sweat, and both of them were panting as they came down from their highs.

Rolling them, with his cock still firmly lodged inside her, he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder, gently stroking her side and hip as they lay entwined, their hearts slowly returning to a normal rhythm.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Derek was happier than he would have thought possible with Sonja. She was everything he wanted in a submissive, Little girl, and partner. She was bright, open to life, accepted punishment when she misbehaved, and had just enough sass to keep him on his toes. Some days, he wondered if he was dreaming. His only concern was Angie.

He hadn’t heard anything from her since the night of the munch, and it wasn’t like her to give up so easily. Jackson had offered to investigate Angie’s affairs, but he hadn’t heard anything back from him yet. In the meantime, he had work to do.

His afternoon appointment was something of a mystery. His message said that the meeting was with a woman named Ellen Martinez, who had child sexual abuse to report. The note said it was allegedly about someone important in the community and that Ms. Martinez had proof. He didn’t know anything about the woman beyond her name. She hadn’t even left a phone number. He wasn’t sure why she had chosen him as the recipient of this potentially explosive information, but the unit receptionist said the woman had insisted she would only speak to Derek.He hoped it wasn’t some crackpot. They could be challenging to shut down. His phone rang. “Kiriakis.”

“Ms. Martinez is here. What do you want me to do with her?” It was Ann, the receptionist.

“If I asked you to throw her out, would you?” Derek asked facetiously.

“Only for you, handsome,” Ann responded.

“I guess I’ll have to settle for seeing her. Are any of the interview rooms open?”

“I’ll put her in number three. It’s got a panic button in case she throws herself at you. She looks the type.”

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