Page 109 of All I Ask
He comes back to my mouth, kissing me, drinking in my moans, and I move my hands to his belt.
Derek walks me back until my legs hit the bed. “Lie down, Teagan.”
I scoot back, and he undoes his belt, but not his pants. Then his fingers hook in my pants, as he pulls them off. I’m completely naked before him. There’s a part of me that wants to cover myself. It’s been so damn long since I’ve done this, and I pray it really is like riding a bike because I’d like this to be perfect for us.
“I need to taste you.”
He doesn’t wait for a response, his mouth is against my calf, slowly moving his way up. God, this is happening. My heart is beating so fast I’m sure he can hear it. I close my eyes and focus on trying to not hyperventilate.
When his tongue swipes against my clit, I lose it. My fingers are gripping the comforter so tight I can feel my nails through the fabric. His tongue slides around and then flicks in the best way. I want him to stop or maybe never stop, I can’t even think.
“Derek.” I say his name, asking for something that I don’t know. “Please, yes, God!”
He continues to push me harder, sucking on me and then flicking again and I’m so damn close, but he backs off right before I can reach the crest.
Then, he inserts his finger, swirling it around while sucking—hard—on my clit and I explode.
I writhe, calling his name out over and over as he keeps going, milking every ounce of pleasure from my body. I lie here, spent, but desperate for more.
He climbs up my body, kissing his way to my neck. “You’re fucking perfect.”
“No,” I say, half laughing. “You are.”
“I need to be inside of you, Tea.”
My fingers touch his face. “I need that too.”
He’s divested himself of his pants and I reach down between us, taking his dick in my hand, pumping and relishing in how his teeth clench.
“Does this feel good?” I ask.
“Are you serious?”
“I need to know what you like.” I move a little faster, keeping a steady rhythm as if he was inside of me now.
“Anything with you I have a feeling I’m going to like.”
That’s a good answer.
“There’s a condom in the top drawer,” I tell him and he moves lightning fast.
He has the wrapper opened and he’s rolling it on before I can sit up.
This is the moment of truth. He lines himself up with my entrance and stares down at me. I wait for him to move, but he’s completely still.
“What’s wrong?” I ask with nerves building.
“Nothing is wrong, it’s just…right.”
My hands grip his arms and I squeeze a little. “It’s because it’s us.”
“You and I have waited a long time for tonight. Let’s not wait another moment. I’m going to show you how much I love you.”
My vision fills with tears and then he enters me. The joy I feel in this instant is too much. A tear falls as we both stare at each other. My heart is so full there’s no way he can’t see the way I feel written on my face. I love him.
I love him and he loves me.
It’s not words. It’s real. It’s right here in this bed and it’s ours.
