Jill's body hummed with anticipation as Dereck locked the door behind them. She couldn't believe this was happening, had no idea what had sparked the change in him, but damn, when he challenged her to run away, it was the hottest thing a man had ever said to her.
But Jill would never pass up Dereck Larsen making love to her.
She stood in the entryway of the two-story house, the furniture illuminated by the moonlight pouring in through the back windows and glass door.
Dereck's muscular frame pushed her back against the wall, his lips covering hers and she forgot about everything but pine, cinnamon, and heat. His beard brushed against her chin and cheek. She'd imagined what it would be like to kiss Dereck so many times, but she never expected that his facial hair would feel like a caress against her skin.
She kicked off her black UGG boots as she pulled at his t-shirt. He broke away long enough to let her lift it over his head, and he returned. She ran her hands over the smooth, hot skin of his shoulders, arms, trailing her nails down to his wrists.
His large hand wedged between them and a pop as he unbuttoned her jeans. She panted with a need so strong, she almost told him to tear her clothes off. The zipper rffted as he pulled it down, adding another element to the symphony of their breathing. His lips kissing her neck, angling up to the slope of her jaw.
Dereck shoved the top of her jeans and panties down until they caught on the bottom of her thighs. Then his mouth hovered above the neckline of her halter, and she reached back behind her neck, under her hair where the strings were tied in a neat little bow. She pulled it loose and dragged the top down, exposing her breasts to his raw, hungry gaze. She couldn't move even if she wanted to with her pants around her knees, but there was no place she'd rather be than with Dereck's fingers skimming along her bare skin.
"Fuck," he murmured. "I can't wait to make you purr."
Before Jill could respond, Dereck dropped to his knees in front of her, lifting one foot and then the other as he tugged her skinny jeans off and threw them over his shoulder. Jill moaned hoarsely when he pressed a hot, wet kiss on her center, right above her labia. He dragged her cotton panties down her legs until she was able to step out of them. Then, he placed her left foot up on his shoulder so her legs were spread wide...
And he licked her from seam to clit.
Fuck. God. Yes.
There was nothing to hold onto so she clenched her fists against the wall, her head lulling back as Dereck pushed his mouth between her legs. He found her bundle of nerves with his tongue and circled it with excruciatingly slow strokes. Back and forth. Up and down. Her pussy drummed with need, and as though he could sense what she wanted, his fingers joined his mouth. In and out he shoved one finger into her channel, increasing it to two after a few moments. Stretching her. Filling her.
Jill's right leg trembled as Dereck covered her clit with his lips and sucked, fast and hard. She tangled her hands in his hair, keeping his mouth against her, his beard tickling the smooth skin between her legs. She'd kept up her personal grooming habits, even though she hadn't had sex since before she was turned.
Now two months of pent-up desire stirred within her like she never experienced before.
The rush of pleasure built steadily, starting at her core and sweeping up until her head turned from side to side, harsh cries ripping from her throat as she came.
"Yes. Yes. God. Dereck. I'm right fucking there."
Dereck didn't stop, the thrusts of his fingers rougher. His tongue rapidly flicking her clit until every caress made her body jerk with aftershocks.
He came to his feet slowly as she collapsed back against the wall, both of her feet on the ground, but her legs were like mush. Dereck picked her up by her thighs and she held onto him as he carried her to the couch. When he dropped her onto her feet once more, her knees buckled and she held onto his shoulders to keep from falling.
Jill gazed up at him sheepishly. "Sorry, I've never come like that before."
He kissed her tenderly, then spun her around until she faced the end of the couch. Dereck kept an arm tight around her abdomen, rubbing the rough front of his jeans against her naked ass.
"Let's see if I can make you say that again."
Without preamble, Dereck bent her over the arm of the couch. With her rear sticking up in the air, she lifted herself onto her elbows. "My asshole is off limits."
He chuckled. "That wasn't where I was heading, but thanks for letting me know."
The sound of a belt buckle clanking filled the silence and Jill's heart raced. This was it, the moment she'd been fantasizing about. The rustle of clothes and then Dereck's hands were gripping her hips. The solid head of his cock rubbed against her wet pussy and she dug her fingers into the couch cushions beneath her hands.
"Are you on the pill?" he asked.
Her answer came out low and hoarse as he tortured her. "Yes."
"Do you want my cock?"
Why was he even asking? "God, yes."
He pushed in just enough that her body stretched around the tip, and she wanted to weep, to beg for more. To scream at him to stop going so fucking slow.
Dereck's body bent over hers and his hand slipped between the couch and her mound, pressing between her legs. When the tip of his finger found her still throbbing clit, her hips rocked. More of his length slipped inside and she groaned.
"You like that?"
Realization dawned on her. He was toying with her, proving he was in control.
Two could play that game.
Jill came up on her palms, arching her back against his front. It gave his hand better access to her, but that wasn't her main objective. She pushed back until he was forced to straighten slightly, and his cock slid deeper. Jill wrapped one arm back around his neck and turned her head to watch him.
Then she squeezed his cock with the muscles of her channel. Watched his eyes flutter closed as he moaned. Jill unclenched, noting the sweat breaking out on his forehead and upper lip in the moonlight as she massaged his dick with her pussy.
"Are we done playing games?" she whispered.
His eyes opened, opaque with need.
"Yeah."
Jill tilted her head further and pulled his mouth down to hers. "Good, because I play to win."
Dereck snarled against her lips, his teeth nipping her mouth gently. His hands came up to cup her face, kissing her with abandoned and she forgot she was supposed to take charge. He slipped out of her body as they sank to the carpeted living room. Dereck, on his back, while she sprawled over the top of him.
His hands left her face, traveling over her back and stopping to hold her hips. When he moved her in a slow rocking motion, she didn't need him to say the words.
Oh, I'll ride you, baby...so good you'll wonder why you ever held out on me.
Jill broke the kiss and straddled his hips, dropping over the head of his erection. She was still wet from her orgasm, so he glided inside with ease, but he was longer than anyone she'd ever been with. When she was fully seated, she lifted herself when he hit her cervix, wincing at the sharp sensation. Not pain exactly just...new.
Dereck sat up, his hands still on her hips, which only pushed him back in. He maneuvered her body in a slow circle, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding on as she swirled her pussy around his cock. Her knees cradled his hips, her body hovered over his lap. Her breath came in swift rasping bursts as her center grew heavy with want.
Soon, she moved with him, riding his length with abandon. He held her around the waist, dipping his head to kiss the top of her breasts as she arched her back. When his dick hit her g-spot like a bullseye, she exploded, yelling his name at the top of her lungs.
Dereck thrust up into her, his mouth on her neck, her cheek. "Fuck. Christ. Jill."
He kept repeating it like a chant until he was shouting it, and in a rush, he burst inside her, filling her with his release. Her lips traveled over his skin until they met his, their bodies lifting together as they came down from bliss.
"I take back what I said before.”
He brushed her hair back from her far, his gaze dazed. "What's that?"
"I've never come like that before."
Dereck laughed softly. "I hate to break it to you, but it might be a while before I can outdo myself again."
Jill laid her cheek against his shoulder, smiling into the darkness. "I can wait."