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“Let’s go to bed, then,” he murmurs, standing up and toweling himself off. “We can shower in the morning.”
I light up. “Together?” I ask hesitantly, and Derek’s smile grows wider.
He shrugs. “Fuck it. Why not?”
I squeal and throw my arms around him and he chuckles, shifting to sweep me up in a bridal carry. I promptly put my arms around him, leaning my head on his chest as he carries me into the house and up the stairs. I’m worried for a moment that he’ll take me to my bedroom, but he doesn’t, kicking open the door of the master bedroom and plopping me down on the bed before closing the door and switching off the lights.
I sleepily undo the ties of my bikini, which are loose anyway from him taking them off so many times. I feel a little achy all over from all the swimming and sex, but it feels good, like after a good workout.
I wiggle under his covers, my hair still damp, but Derek doesn’t protest, shucking off his boxers and getting into bed with me.
“Today was the best day,” I mutter, and Derek hums in agreement, putting an arm around my waist from behind. I shift, wiggling back against him and he groans.
“Not again.”
“Can’t keep up, old man?” I taunt, and Derek bites my bare shoulder, making me moan slightly.
“Get some rest, little girl,” he growls into my ear and I go limp, smiling, loving the attention.
It’s easy to drift off in his arms, even if I expect that he’ll be gone when I wake.
He’s not, though, instead when I wake up in a few hours, he’s wrapped around me like an octopus, one arm around my waist and one leg hooked over my hip. Derek Ledderman, a cuddler. Who would have thought?
I smile but I very badly need to go to the bathroom, so I disentangle myself quickly and Derek makes a displeased, sleepy sound and hugs my pillow instead. I stare down at him for a long moment, ignoring my insistent bladder and watching him. Something swells inside my chest that I can’t quite name, but I’m pretty sure it’s called love.
I’ve never been in love before, never even been with a man before Derek, and surely it’s unusual to fall for the first man you’ve ever been with, isn’t it?
Maybe I just got lucky.
Derek’s master bathroom is twice the size of mine, and I marvel at what appears to be a shower wall in the corner of the big room. I can’t wait to shower, feeling the chlorine on my body all sticky. I turn it on and step inside, sighing in relief as the hot water trails down my back from the showerhead. It feels like getting a massage under a waterfall.
I close my eyes as I wet my hair and a smile spreads across my face as I hear footsteps into the room. Derek opens the shower door and steps inside, and I open my eyes, looking at his broad chest, the dusting of blond hair across it.
“Good morning,” he says, the sound rumbling in his chest. I had been afraid that he would be cold to me today, but he’s smiling, his green eyes warm.
“Morning,” I chirp, my eyes roving over his body as I bite my lip.
Derek blushes, looking away. “I’m glad you like what you see.”
“Do you?” I ask, moving my hands away from my breasts. I never knew that I would be this wanton, but I want Derek to see every part of me. I’m not self-conscious because I know that he wants me. At least physically.
The jury is still out on emotionally.
This isn’t the time to worry about that, though. I want to spend every second I can with him and I don’t want us to talk about anything heavy. Now is the time to just be together, and I’ll try to tamp down my hopes for the future.
Derek’s green eyes have gone half-lidded with lust as he looks down at me.
“Very much,” he murmurs, caging me in with his muscular arms as he puts his hands on the wall behind me. He’s a man of few words but I think he makes up for it in action.
He leans his head down to kiss me under the water and he tastes like the fruity drinks I made last night. I sigh happily into his mouth, loving the affection, and Derek moves one hand between my legs, cupping my sex and pressing his thumb up against my clit.
It sends a shock of pleasure up my spine and I gasp, tilting my head back as he moves his lips to my throat, sucking and nipping at the flesh.
I think briefly about whether or not he’s used this expensive shower with someone else, but I bat the thought away. I don’t want to feel jealousy right now. We’re together and that’s all that matters. He’s here with me now, and I don’t care about his past.
And he doesn’t have to worry because no one has ever touched me like this before. No one has ever made mefeelthis way before, my muscles loose, my head fuzzy as he puts more pressure on my most sensitive of areas.
He shifts, hooking his index and middle finger inside of me and pressing up in a way I love. I choke out a moan and Derek hums in the back of his throat, a low growling sound that only makes me hotter.
