Far in the back of her mind, Rayna’s controlling nature was screaming for her to put her clothes back on and get away from Derek. It should never matter what anyone thought of her body!
But it did matter. It mattered above all things—at least right then. Controlling nature as well as logic and reason be damned. Maybe she’d gone crazy, maybe it was the little bit of alcohol she’d had, but wanting him to like her body, ultimately, pleasing Derek mattered to her.
“Fucking gorgeous. Look how hard your nipples are for me, Doc.” He licked his lips then licked his thumb and flicked it lightly over one nipple.
Rayna jerked at the feather light touch, and a whimper bubbled out of her. She went to clasp her hands together but thought better of it. Instead she linked them behind her back. Good grief, she’d never in her life been this turned on.
The anticipation of more, of what he’d do next, was driving her mad, but also serving to build her arousal higher.
He glanced at her. “It’s almost as if they’re begging to be pinched and sucked and bitten.” He focused back on her breasts and flicked his thumb over the other nipple. “So pretty! Fuck, love how your areolas are all puckered tight, tempting me.”
Trembling from head to toe, Rayna didn’t know if she should respond in some way or just wait for a direct question. Or maybe fall to her knees in front of him and beg—she moaned at the thought of taking him into her mouth.
Before him, she rarely had sexually explicit thoughts, and if she did, she certainly didn’t act on them. Moreover, she never, in her life, craved a man’s touch like she was craving Derek’s.
All of this was so new and foreign, but she wanted it...welcomed it. Rayna closed her eyes, trying to sort all of her jumbled thoughts out. This wasn’t normal for her, but like he’d said in the truck, with him, for him, it felt like the most normal thing in the wor—
A sharp sting resonated from her nipples, spreading up her chest and reaching every nerve ending in her body. She gasped and snapped her eyes open to find Derek kneeling in front of her so he was eye level with her breasts.
He had her nipples pinched tightly between the fingers and thumbs of each hand. Twisting a little as well as tugging.
“There you are.” He jerked his chin toward her. “Stay focused, baby. Stay right here with me and keep out of the maze of thoughts that I’ve no doubt are swarming your brain.”
“Okay, yes.”
He pinched tighter, and Rayna threw her head back as the sweet pleasurable pain rang through her entire body, settling in her core. “Ohhhhh!”
“Too much?”
“No, no. It’s...” She shook her head and sucked in a breath as he pinched and tugged a little more. “Oh, God!”
Tingles spread over her skin, pebbling it with goosebumps, and she panted, drawing in as much oxygen as she could manage. Her clit throbbed, and her stomach clenched with a need so deep it felt as if she was going to blow apart from the inside out.
It was heaven and hell combined...a decadent euphoria so divine Rayna could barely comprehend the waves of intense feelings rolling through her. But she didn’t want it to end.
“Fucking hell, you’re incredible.” In the next second, Derek let go and immediately cradled the underside of her breasts in his palms and pressed his face between her cleavage.
With the stinging, delicious pressure gone from her nipples, waves of relief coupled with the heavy feel of her breasts sent another round of sensations through her, and Rayna’s core clenched down on itself, aching to be filled.
He needed to do something!
She needed him to do something.
The ache, the need, the pleasure mixed with pain overwhelmed every one of her senses. As she dragged in breath after breath, desperation for more filled her, only serving to drive her desire higher. “Derek...Oh, God, Please? Please?”
God help her, she needed to come!
* * * *
“Please what, Doc?” Derek tilted his head back and gazed up at her. He knew where she was, knew what she needed.
Even though he intended to give her the relief she was begging for—loved that she was begging for it, too—he wanted to take her a little deeper.
She drew in a strangled breath. “I need you inside me. Please?”
He slid his fingers between her legs, tracing the seam of denim covering her pussy. “Is your cunt wet for me?”
She nodded, her long red hair flowing forward and back with the abrupt movement. “Yes. Very. My panties are soaked.”
“Perfect.” He unbuttoned her jeans and slid the zipper down. “Do you need to come for me?”
Again she nodded, jerking her head up and down. “So bad. So, so bad. Please?”
“Mmm. I like that.” Derek tugged her jeans over her hips and ass, revealing her black panties.
For fuck’s sake, he was mesmerized. They weren’t lace, but simple cotton. Sitting back on his heels, he traced the edge of the thin elastic seam resting against her lower abdomen. Her underwear, by standard definition, were not something anyone would find sexy.
But to him, they were the sexiest fucking thing on the planet. The simple bikini-cut panties were exactly what he’d expect Rayna to be wearing. It might seem silly to some, but Derek believed that something as simple as a woman’s underwear could tell a man so much about who that woman was as a person.
No frills, no drama, no bullshit. Just honest, simple, and pure.
Derek pulled her jeans the rest of the way down her thighs, then helped her step out of them. Next he removed her panties. After placing them aside, he focused on the naked beauty in front of him.
She had a fine patch of strawberry-blond pubic hair over her mound that he couldn’t wait to feel against his skin. Derek caught her gaze. “Spread your legs a little farther apart.”
Trembling, she did as he asked. Overwhelmed with the anticipation of what delights her body held for him, Derek gave in to his desire and slid two fingers through her slit to the mouth of her cunt— Goddamn! Soaked! She was fucking soaking wet! His cock throbbed behind his zipper. “Oh yeah, that’s perfection. I bet you taste sweeter than honey.”
Circling her opening with the tips of his fingers, he pressed his thumb against her tight, swollen clit.
She bucked against his touch and let out a deep moan. “Please...”
She was stripped bare before him and dripping with arousal, and Derek let his gaze roam from the juncture between her thighs where her arousal coated his fingers, then up her soft stomach, and further to her beautiful breasts before focusing on her even more beautiful face. “I’m in awe of you.”
Still trembling, she gave him a slow blink and licked her lips. Holding her gaze, he drew his fingers away and sucked them into his mouth. Her taste hit him like a sledgehammer, and his prick jerked in his pants.
With a growl, Derek got to his feet and, in one motion, scooped her up by her arms and settled her on her granite countertop. She let out a half squeal, half giggle as he let her go and took a step back from her.
“When you smile at me like that, looking at me the way you are right now?” He shook his head, unsure if he should share his thoughts yet.
She rested her hands on the edge of the counter on either side of her hips. “Go on.”
“Part your legs for me first.” When she did, he continued—though his mouth was watering for a taste of all that glistening arousal clinging to her damn near perfect, pink pussy. Yeah, he’d share. She was worth the risk. Derek cleared his throat. “Makes me want to give you whatever you want.”
“Whatever I want?” A small smile arched her mouth.
“Yes.”
“Will you let me see your body, please?”
Yeah, it was time to give her that. Derek loved the power he held with her naked and him fully clothed, but he was ready to put the semi-dominant play aside...for
the moment only. He nodded. “Yes, especially because you asked so sweetly.”
She smiled, and Derek kept his gaze locked on her as he unbuttoned his shirt. Her eyes went wide as he parted the two halves and the fabric slid off his arms to the floor.
With him bare-chested in front of her, she pressed her hands to her cheeks, which had gone an adorable shade of pink. “My goodness, you’re incredible. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man with a body as gorgeous as yours.”
Derek was used to women reacting in positive ways to his muscular physique. However, with Rayna it felt real and genuine. Of course, it also didn’t hurt to know that he was her first, of sorts—as far as built guys went anyway. The look in her eyes made Derek want to puff up his chest with pride, maybe pound on it a little too. Considering he wasn’t a caveman, at least not normally, he’d keep that reaction under wraps. Instead he smiled. “Thank you.”
“Do I get another request?”
He pursed his lips and stepped forward. “Yes, but not yet.”
She smiled. “Anticipation?”
“Now you’re getting it.” Derek smoothed his palms up the tops of her legs, sliding his thumbs along her inner thighs as he spread her legs farther apart. God she was soft. “Your skin feels like satin.” He looked down her body to her bared cunt. “Your pussy is a pretty shade of pink, too.” He parted her glistening folds with his thumbs. “Wet and swollen, begging to be licked.” Derek looked back to her eyes. “Do you want me to lick and suck your pussy, Doc?”
Her breath hitched and then she swallowed. “Yes, please.”
Derek stroked his thumbs along her folds, parting her labia and watching as her already swollen clit protruded ever so slightly from its hood. “Fuck, look at that!” Without wasting another minute, Derek bent forward, raised her knees in the air and sucked the hard nub between his lips.
A loud gasp came out of Rayna, and her hands landed on top of his head. Her taste hit his tongue, spreading through his veins like a wildfire, and he let out a rumbling growl before pulling away so he could lick at the mouth of her cunt. Her soft curls tickled his nose as he licked at her core and dragged his tongue through her folds to suck her clit again.
Rayna moaned, panted, and then tilted her pelvis forward, opening herself for him even more. He was drowning in every single sweet drop of her. Her taste, her scent, the sounds she was making...all of it had him gloriously drunk on her.
Derek couldn’t get enough—knew there was no way he’d ever get enough of her.
* * * *
“Oh, God! Ohhh! Derekknnnggghhhahh!” Rayna’s back arched as her climax exploded.
Rippling waves of pleasure pulsed through her, tightening her stomach as her core clenched on the two fingers he’d pressed inside her. With his face still buried between her thighs, Rayna’s legs shook harder than an earthquake, and she grabbed at the short strands of his hair, holding onto him as she rode each pulse of her orgasm.
Derek straightened and stepped between her parted thighs. As he pressed his forehead to hers, he continued to massage her still spasming clit with his thumb. After licking his lips, he closed his eyes. “Never in my life have I ever had anything as fine as what you just gave me.”
Still trying to catch her breath, Rayna swallowed past the sudden lump in her throat. His words, and the tenderness in them, shocked her. They weren’t meant to be titillating. On the contrary, they were unbelievably romantic and had a different kind of warmth filling her limbs.
She wasn’t sure what to say in response to him. Once again, he’d surprised her, and with every part of her, heart and soul, she couldn’t help but believe him. She had to say something—needed to give him something in return.
In an effort to express what his words meant to her, Rayna touched her fingertips to his cheek. He opened his eyes, and she let herself drown in their soothing shade of green. “Never in my life has anyone ever said something so romantic to me.”
Derek sighed through his nose and then took her lips in hard kiss. Tingles broke out over her skin, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She was ready for him, more than ready.
As he kissed her with more passion than anyone ever had in her life, he continued working her clit, building it again. Making her mindless, making her want to scream and beg for more. Rayna yanked from his lips. “I need you. Please. I need you now.”
“Right here?”
“No.” She pressed on his chest, and he took a step back. Rayna slid off the counter, took his hand and led him from the kitchen, through the entryway hall and into her bedroom. As she entered the dark room, she turned to face him. “Here.”
“Much better.” Derek pulled her against him, kissing her, as he walked them toward her bed.
When the backs of her legs hit the frame, he scooped her under the arms, as if she weighed nothing at all, and lifted her onto the bed. Rayna fell back onto the soft comforter and gazed up at him. Yes, she was shorter than the average woman, but she wasn’t thin or petite. Somehow, Derek made her feel like she was small, delicate and lighter than a feather. And beautiful. He made her feel beautiful, too.
Derek pressed a soft kiss to her lips before he straightened, kicked off his shoes and undid his jeans. He pushed his pants down his hips, reached inside his boxer-briefs and freed his engorged penis. As he gripped the length, he sucked in a breath. “Been dreaming about this for too long, Doc.”
Her heart melted at his words, even as her clit pulsed in need. There really was no halfway with him. The man was either all in where she was concerned, or really good and laying it on thick when he wanted to get laid. She hoped it was the former, but either way, there was no turning back now. She didn’t want to.
With wide eyes, she watched him stroke his length, watched how the muscles bunched in his chest and how his abs tightened. Good grief, the man made for an amazing sight. Rayna held her hand out to him. “No more waiting.”
Derek nodded, pulled his wallet from his back pocket and produced a condom.
Sheesh, she hadn’t even thought of that. Rayna sat up. “Let me help with that.”
She took the little foil package from him and tore it open. Derek pushed his jeans the rest of the way off, and then bent to kiss her again.
With her head tilted back and his tongue in her mouth, Rayna ran her fingers over the head of his penis and then trailed them down the length. His skin felt like satin under her touch, his mouth tasted like heaven. Heat spread over her skin as lust infused every part of her body.
As she rolled the condom down his shaft, his body stiffened, his erection pulsed in her grip and, still kissing her, Derek groaned into her mouth. The sound was so primal, so sexual, she felt her body respond in kind, her core clenching down on itself, aching to be filled by him.
Rayna broke the kiss on a gasp, and as she panted, she scooted back on the bed. Derek followed. When she’d landed somewhere near the center, she lay back, and he settled between her parted thighs.
Perched above her, his weight balanced on one arm, he gazed down at her. Rayna trailed her fingertips over his chest, tracing the line of his pec muscles, and then continued down to his abs. He was chiseled like a Greek god. And just as breathtaking. “You’re beautiful.”
“So are you.” His tone was soft. His eyes even softer. But every other part of him was rock-hard...just for her.
Derek placed his big palm on her breast bone, then smoothed it down her body, over her tummy, and found her clit with his thumb. Rayna’s breath hitched, and she raised her pelvis off the bed.
As she settled back down, she felt the blunt tip of his penis against her opening. Moaning, Rayna tipped her hips forward again.
“Oh yeah, let me feel you, Doc. Show me how bad you want your cock.” As he continued to work the tight bundle of nerves with his thumb, he pressed the bulbous head inside her. “Fuck yeah! Sweet as honey and tight as a vise.”
In one motion, he rolled them, and as Rayna shifted, adjusting herself to straddle him, his erection sank deeper in her channel. “Take all you want, Doc.”
Sucking in her breath, she sat up, seating him fully inside her. She was filled, his thick shaft held tight in the clench of her core. Electric tingles bounced up and down her spine as she adjusted to his size. Gazing down at him, Rayna couldn’t move, didn’t want to move. The moment was too intense, too incredible. “Derek...”
“I know.” He splayed his palms on her waist, then moved them up to her breasts. Derek pinched her nipples before running his hands back down her body and finding her clit with his thumb again. “Ride me, Doc. Take your cock. Let me give you what you need.”
No longer able to stop herself, Rayna started moving. With her hands pressed to his chest for balance, she rose up, sliding along his length and then back down again. Drawing in a breath, she repeated the motion, feeling her body relax around his size but...
He was so large, his body, his penis...all of him. Rayna felt almost awkward trying to find a rhythm. Though she wasn’t an expert by any means, she also wasn’t inexperienced, but for some reason she had no idea what she was doing. Not wanting to spoil the moment, she bent forward and hovered her lips just above his mouth. “Show me, please?”
Derek’s eyes went wide for split second before he took her lips in a harsh kiss and his hands came down on her bottom in an easy slap. With a groan, he gripped the flesh and guided her hips forward and back, sliding her along his shaft.
Slow and steady, the angle allowing her to also grind her clit against his pelvis. Over and over, moving her on him, kissing her, nipping at her lips, her tongue. Possessing every inch of her body and soul.
Rayna’s core clenched around him, the bundle of nerves in her clit tightening and pulsing. Sweat broke out over her skin, and she shivered as he moved her, forcing her to ride him faster. And once again, he built it.
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