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"Roll over baby." He whispers in my ear.

I do as he says, even though I'm scared of what's to come. It all feels good now, but I know the pain will start soon. Derek doesn’t climb on top of me though, like I expected him to. Instead he slides down the bed and crawls between my legs, parting my thighs as wide as they will allow him to. I watch him as he kisses my inner thigh, before moving his face to my core and pulling my panties aside, taking a deep breath when I’m fully exposed. "Your pussy smells so good, baby. Can I taste it?" No. Yes. Definitely…yes.

“Please.” Is the only word I can form, and lucky for me, it’s all Derek needs. His hooded eyes get a shade darker as he lowers his head and flattens his tongue against my weeping core. He slowly licks all the way up to my swollen clit in one long, torturous stroke, all the while never breaking eye contact with me.

“Oh my god…” I moan out while I throw my head back and close my eyes. Having his hands on meis amazing, but I have a feeling that having his mouth on me is going to take me out of this world.

Derek takes my declaration as encouragement and begins to suck on my swollen clit. This lasts for a few minutes before I start to tug on his hair, letting him know that I needed more and needed it now. Following my cues, Derek continues to work on my throbbing nub as he teases the entrance of my core with one of his fingers. Smoothly sliding one, then two fingers in, Derek rhythmically glides his fingers in and out of me with the timing of his ministrations on my clit. I can feel it building and when he twirls his fingers inside me and hits that elusive spot, I instinctively wrap my legs around his head, and force his tongue deep inside of me as I go over the edge.

By the time I come down from my orgasm, Derek has detangled himself from my legs and is lying beside me. He pulls me into himand tugs one of my legs over him, tucking me close to his side. I place my hand on his chest, and I can feel his heart pounding. His breathing is erratic, and I can feel his dick pulsating. "Aren't we going to have...?” I try to ask about his needs, but I can't say the word.

Derek squeezes me and I can feel him shake his head. "No baby, this was all about you." He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. "Let’s go back to sleep."

I lay there for a while, wondering why he didn't want to have sex. I could tell he was turned on. Why didn't he just do it? My thoughts start to fade as my relieved body gives up and I fall back to sleep.

~***~

Derek

As soon as I feel Rylie's body go slack, I carefully slide from her bed. I make my way to the hall bathroom and lock the door. Opening the toilet, I push down my pants then wrap my hand around my pulsating cock and start to pump.

I wanted to sink into her pussy so damn bad, but I knew that she wasn't ready. She's still scared of intimacy. I probably shouldn’t have done what I did either, but I couldn't stop myself from tasting her.

She is exquisite. I could eat her all damn day. Just the thought of her taste has me licking my lips, savoring the last bit of her left on my mouth. The taste of her on my tongue drives me to pump faster.

I think about the way she looked while I was feasting on her and how she buried my head inside of her while her pussy contracted around my tongue when she came. The memory of tasting the first sweet rush of fluid that was expelled from her body by my work… pushes me over the edge. I shoot towards the toilet while still pumping, and run my hand over the end of my cock, rubbing the remaining cum over my shaft. I make a few more slow strokes, before I finally tuck my dick back in my boxers, wash my hands, and walk back to the bedroom.

I get back into the bed and tuck Rylie back into my side. She instantly wraps her arms around me and sighsthen throws one of her legs over mine. Her thigh brushes my cock, and it goes hard again.

I can't help but laugh. I'm like a sixteen year old boy when she's around. I bend my head and kiss the top of hers.

I'm in love with this woman.

Chapter 18

Rylie

I wake up the next morning, still wrapped in Derek’s arms. I feel safer than I have ever felt in my life. I try to lay as still as I can, wanting to keep the feeling as long as possible, but I must have moved a little, because Derek’s arms tighten around me.

“I know you’re awake, babe.” He says in a sleepy voice. I slowly raise my head and look at him. His eyes are only partially open and he has a slight smile on his face.

“Good morning.” I whisper. For some reason, I feel totally awkward. Even though we are in my bed, I feel like I’m out of place. I try to pull away, but he pulls me down to him, and places a hand on the back of my head, pulling my lips to meet his.

“Good morning, baby.” He says, then kisses me softly. He pulls back and looks at the clock. It’s nearly eleven am. “We need to get ready. We’ve got to be at Mum and Dad’s for lunch.”

I jerk away and shake my head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not going to your Mum and Dads.”

“Well, Mum called this morning, and as soon as she found out where I was, she invited us to breakfast. I told her sure, so you can call her to cancel if you want to and let her know that she cooked for nothing.” He finishes with a smile.

“Um, you do know last night changes nothing right?” I say hesitantly.

He turns towards me, looking pissed. “The hell it doesn’t. We both know everything changed last night.”

“Derek, I’m not ready.” I say quickly.

“For fuck sake! Rylie, it’s been three years. And last night proved you are more than ready, or you would have stopped it, wouldn’t have started to ask about finishing me off, andnotinvited me to stay.” Oh dear.

I get out of bed and quickly get ready, ignoring the scorching glare I feel radiating from Derek. I finish getting dressed and notice that he’s still standing there staring at me. “Please, let’s not make this awkward.” I plead to him.

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