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He’s controlling even in his kissing, slowing the pace and speeding up at will, just to let me know he’s in control. His hand is in the nape of my neck, positioning my head so that he can take my mouth passionately. His tongue is experienced, and I’m soaking wet already. He takes these pauses, where he bites my lip, pulling it between his perfectly straight teeth, and then he pulls that handsome face and just looks at me. Each time I stare breathless, waiting for him to say something, but he never does. Once he squinted and I wondered if he was realizing who I really was, that it’s me Alicia, but he just pulled me in again and slid his tongue against mine.
“You don’t have to do anything, Daphne,” he says to me and I have a sinking feeling to just tell him the truth, all of it.
“What do you mean?” I ask instead.
“You don’t owe me for beating up your wanker boyfriend,” he explains.
“Oh, no… I know that,” I assure him, a little taken aback that he would even care why I finally gave in to his seduction. He’s obviously wanted to fuck me since we met, why is he acting like it matters why I choose to sleep with him.
“This is probably his worst fear, someone else getting what used to be his,” he smirks while pulling me towards him.
“He’s never had me,” the words fall out of my mouth. If I’m not going to tell him the whole truth, I can at least tell him parts of who I really am.
“You
’ve never been with him?” He asks confused and I shake my head.
“I’ve never been with anyone,” I clarify, fearing his reaction. Guys like Derrick don’t want a virgin. They want someone with experience who they can trust not to get all caught up, thinking its love. I know, he’s admitted that he was in love with me, but he doesn’t know I’m me. You know what I mean, don’t look at me like that.
“Are you serious?” He drops his hand from my neck and takes a step back, his eyes wide in shock, possibly horror. He tilts his head to look at me closely as if he’s inspecting something and I look on in anticipation.
“If you don’t want to --,” I start but his tongue is in my mouth before I can get the words out. If his kisses were a sensual passionate before, these are a desperate passion. He is kissing me like his life depends on it, like the key to his heart’s desires are locked within me. When he finally releases me I’m panting and I can feel my lips are swollen.
“You would give me that?” He asks and my heart flutters again. He considers me to be such a prize. No one has ever made me feel as special as he does.
“Yes,” I answer without hesitation.
“Seriously?” He asks and I nod my response.
“Say it,” he commands.
“Yes, Derrick. I want you to have my virginity,” I smirk but he looks on with complete sincerity as his blue eyes sparkle looking down at me.
“Come here,” he says softly and I walk into his grasp before feeling his strong hands on my ass, lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist as he buries his hands into my hair, our lips find each other again. I’m so lost in our embrace I barely notice we’re moving as he walks through the expansive condo, carrying me like I weigh nothing.
His condo seems even larger since I’m eager to get to his bedroom. The moment I pull back from his kiss, his mouth drops to my neck, kissing and licking me before grazing my skin with his teeth. It feels incredible and I moan a little, tilting my pelvis towards him.
Turning down a corridor I wonder how he can tell where he’s going with his face buried in my neck, seducing me on the go.
We finally make it to his bedroom and its beautiful, nothing like I would expect. Sure it’s manly, but its no bachelor pad room. No posters or dirty laundry spewed about, instead there’s a range of black and charcoal furniture. A large, black four poster bed is the star of the room, with red artwork tastefully hung throughout. The far wall is made of floor to ceiling windows with an incredible view of the city, and I can tell the wrap around balcony he told me about extends all the way here.
Leaning over, Derrick places me on the bed like I’m a glass doll before standing before me, first ripping his shirt over his head to expose those washboard abs I’d been holding onto on the ride here. They’re even more impressive in person. His undressing makes me think of myself – oh shit, I’ve still got on my workout clothes and I’ve just finished a run. I must be a salty mess.
“Maybe I should shower,” I suggest, the anxiety clear in my shaky voice.
“You taste perfect, love,” he smirks, as if he’s reading my mind.
“May I?” He asks with his hands at my waste, and my heart rate increases as I nod my head. His eyes are locked on mine as he slowly pulls my yoga pants down, leaving me in nothing but a thin pair of boy shorts and my sports bra.
Taking a fistful of my hair in his hand, Derrick pushes my head back and kisses me with a ferocity I’ve never felt in my life. He’s charging forward and my legs happily spread for him as he lays directly on top of me.
“Take these off,” I tug at the hard denim fabric of his jeans.
“I will, love,” he chuckles and then brushes my hair back, away from my neck. I’m flat on my back, each of my legs wrapped around his broad frame and my hands race up his naked back, my fingernails teasing his damp skin. His body twitches to my touch and I know I’m affecting him.
Derrick abruptly stops kissing me and rises up, pulling me with him. I look on in confusion, but he seems determined as he tugs at my sports bra. Raising my arms in the air, I help him free my D-cups before tossing the bra across the room.
“Fuck,” I read his lips more than hear the word as he stares at my breasts before kissing me again as he pushes my back to the mattress so that I’m again lying flat. His mouth traces from my mouth to my jawline, his lips and tongue teasing me before making their way to my neck, where he sucks and kisses me more. Then he moves further down, tracing my collarbone with his tongue before placing slow, wet, deliberate kisses down the center of my chest.
