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He took him into his mouth, savoring the feel and the taste of him. Taking his time, he teased and pleasured Derrick, making it last. If Derrick came too close to the edge, Malcolm pulled back, returning to long, slow movements and moaning with his mouth wrapped around his beautiful cock.
"Fuck, Malcolm," Derrick hissed between his teeth, his fists closing around Malcolm's hair and tugging just hard enough to feel good.
After delaying thing so he could pleasure him longer, Malcolm stopped holding back and took Derrick right over the edge.Malcolm's arms were wrapped around Derrick's legs and he was swallowing and licking his lips as he panted.
"You did good," Derrick praised him as he looked down at him and cupped his face in his hands. Kneeling too, Derrick was pulling him close then bending him back with a deep, thorough kiss.
"Let's take this to the bed," Derrick said, breaking the kiss and leaving him breathless.
"No. Here," Malcolm said, loving the idea of fucking next to a roaring fireplace while it was freezing outside.
Wordlessly, Derrick pushed him down flat on the plush rug in front of the fireplace and kissed him while the fire crackled beside them. Thoroughly and deliberately, Derrick explored his body with his mouth, his tongue, owning every inch of him.
Derrick turned him over. His head down, resting on his elbows, Malcolm could feel Derrick's hands running over him, making him shiver with anticipation. Then he was trying to catch his breath as Derrick slicked him up.
He slid his fingers in deeper, and Malcolm moaned and pushed back for more. Now Derrick's hand gripped Malcolm's hip to hold him in place. "Be good," Derrick told him, his voice low and commanding as his fingers plunged in again and Malcolm moaned louder. Leaning over him, Derrick licked his earlobe. "Good boys get what they deserve," he purred and more of his fingers thrust inside him.
Malcolm couldn't take any more, he couldn't wait. "Please, Derrick. Please," he panted and his own shameless begging turned him on even more.
Deciding he was ready, Derrick entered him slowly, taking his time as he pushed deeper and deeper inside him. Malcolm cried out, his body shaking with the intensity of it and the pain that mixed in with the pleasure. Derrick was big, but Malcolm couldn't get enough of his cock filling him up.
Derrick's breath was hot against Malcolm's neck as he growled his name. Now he was driving his cock in hard, again and again. Malcolm couldn't breathe from it, couldn't make a sound until it was all too much and he let out a helpless moan.
His head was spinning, his whole awareness was centered on Derrick and what he was doing to him. Malcolm wanted and needed him mindlessly, jumbled curses coming from him in a frantic rush.
Derrick was pounding him faster and harder until Malcolm was lost in a haze of pleasure that just kept building and building until he came. He was carried on waves of pleasure that took him even higher and then he felt Derrick coming too.
He collapsed with Derrick heavy on top of him. Malcolm could feel the powerful beating of his heart against his back and his own heart pumping just as hard.
Derrick rolled off him and Malcolm lay there, aftershocks of pleasure subsiding. Nuzzling his neck, Derrick pulled him close so their bodies were pressed tight. "I'll never risk losing you again," Derrick said.
Malcolm smiled, his eyes filled with the glow of the fire and Derrick. He reached over, running his fingers through Derrick's hair and over his beard. "You're like a dream," Malcolm told him.
They lay there gazing at each other, holding each other, until Derrick got up suddenly.
There was chilled champagne, and Derrick popped the cork and poured them each a glass. It tasted so good now that Malcolm was sweaty and spent. They drank it by the fireplace, then kissed, tasting the champagne on each other's tongues.
They eventually made it to the bed. They dropped on it and Malcolm wrapped himself around Derrick. "You miss the fire?" Derrick asked.
"No, you," Malcolm told him. He was the one burning him up, making him want another go already.
"Someone is insatiable," Derrick said and pinned him to the bed. They didn't stop making love until they were exhausted.
Their bodies entwined, they went to sleep. But even as his eyes were closing and he was going to sleep in Derrick's muscular embrace, Malcolm wished he didn't need rest or sleep so they could keep making love and never stop.
Chapter 20
Derrick had invited Malcolm on an out of town trip and asked if he wanted to bring Paula. Now they were waiting for Derrick to pick them up. Paula was checking and double-checking that everything was packed in her cute, butterfly backpack.
"Mr. Cloud is excited?" Paula said, holding up her fluffy toy.
"Is that who was running around this morning at the crack of dawn?" Malcolm teased her and lifted her up to give her a kiss while she giggled.
He then got a text from Derrick telling him that he was on his way and that his car had a car seat for Paula now. Malcolm thought they would be transferring the one from his car. He was touched that Derrick got one for her.
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Malcolm opened it to find Derrick standing there, looking gorgeous and casual. "I thought we were meeting you downstairs," Malcolm said as Derrick said good morning to Paula.
"I'm here to help with this young lady's bags," Derrick said while Paula held her butterfly backpack.
