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“That was hot.”
I laughed, too tipsy to even care. “I never thought you would call me hot.”
“That’s because you’re beautiful,” he said, kissing me again, slow and unhurried.
I was all flustered from that comment. Hot was one thing. Beautiful was… I didn’t know. It didn’t sound like a word Derek ever used.
“We need to get you out of this ridiculous shirt,” I said, pushing the Butler shirt up to reveal the six-pack underneath.
As he drew it up over his abs, I gaped. Was it a six-pack or more of an eight-pack? Because, holy shit, he was all muscle. Straight muscle. Arms and chest and abs, and I ran my hands over every inch of him.
“You’re huge,” I muttered without a thought in my head.
He chuckled, and I could see the dirty thought form without saying a word.
“Oh my God, that isn’t what I meant.”
“Isn’t it?” he asked with a wink.
He took my hand and pressed it down farther and farther, over those miraculous abs to the waistband of his pants until my hand rested over his dick. I took it in my hand through the material of his shorts. He groaned and grasped my hips, dragging me closer to him on the bed. It only made me grip him harder as I felt the full length of him. My eyes widened the entire way. Because shit. He was huge.
“Derek,” I breathed, wanton.
Neither of us could move fast enough. A bubble had been popped at the thirsty way I said his name. I yanked off the rest of my clothes, and he stripped out of his shorts. A condom appeared from his wallet, and then he rolled it into place. He crawled over me on the bed, all six foot five of him towering over me. My breath caught at the first feel of him pressed against my opening. He took his time easing into me, and at that final push, where he seated himself fully within me, we both released harsh breaths.
His hazel eyes met mine. A half-smile cracked on his face, and then he was kissing me with fervor. I clutched at his back, wanting him closer. So much closer. He complied by pulling out and then slamming back inside of me. It jerked me upward at the force of the momentum, and I didn’t care for a damn minute. I just wanted more. I’d denied myself this for so long. Ignored every single part of me that said I didn’t want him. I didn’t want this. And now, we were here, and I could feel every single lie break down and dissolve into nothing.
I wanted Derek Ballentine. I wanted him more than anyone else in my entire existence. And here, right now, was the climax of a long-held desire. It didn’t seem like I was the only one. He responded to every single little squeak and moan out of my mouth with vigor. Attentive to my every move, as if he could read my mind.
He grasped my leg and braced it against his shoulder, diving even deeper inside. I gasped as everything shot through my body. I was so close. So fucking close.
“Mars,” he ground out, raw and earnest.
“God, yes,” I said.
His finger slipped down to my clit, and he rubbed me in circles as he pushed in. “Come with me.”
And I did, letting loose all at once at the command in his voice and the overload of his hands and dick and mouth. Everything coalesced into one earth-shattering orgasm that left me speechless and seeing stars on the ceiling. Derek thrust a few more times, his body tensing around the buildup. Then, he grunted and came hard and fast inside of me. He dropped forward over me. We were both panting, our bodies slick with sweat.
He got up briefly and tossed the condom before falling back onto my naked body.
“Derek,” I breathed, running my fingers through the slight curl in his dark hair.
“Hmm?” he said groggily.
“Does that make you my prize?”
“I guess it does.” He chuckled against my chest, and then his lips moved over my sticky skin. Kissing my neck, chest, and then down to my breasts. Taking one nipple into his mouth while massaging the other breast.
I was entirely spent and yet somehow still aroused by his touch.
“We just finished. You’re going to get me all hot again,” I teased.
His eyes lit up at my words, and he moved to the other breast. I squirmed under him. He braced a hand against my hip, holding me in place.
“If I’m the prize, then I should make sure you get off a few more times, right?” he asked with a naughty glint in his eyes.
I gaped at him. “I just came twice.”
But then there were no words as he sucked a nipple into his mouth while his hand traveled south again. There was only gasping and crying out and coming. There was only round two and round three and collapsing into bed, exhausted and spent and never wanting the morning to come.
