Derek was everywhere.

His tongue was in my mouth, and his fingers were in my pussy. His cock was pressed between my ass cheeks and was stretching his jeans tight. His breath was my breath.

I found his zipper and pulled it down. He chuckled into my mouth, and I purred as I rolled my hips in his groin. “I want more,” I whispered greedily.

Derek walked me forward until my knees hit the bed. Then, he pushed me down so I was bent over it in front of him. I was starting to get the idea he really liked to look at me from behind.

I lifted my hips off the bed to give him a good show.

He growled low in his chest and slapped my ass. I wiggled it for him, and he grabbed both my hips to hold me still. The bed creaked as he planted his hand on the mattress at my side and leaned over me so that his lips were beside my ear. “Just tell me if it’s too much, baby.”

“It won’t be,” I said. The words left me before I’d even thought them through.

He gathered my hair in his fist and pulled my head gently back, forcing me to look at the ceiling. “Tough girl, huh?”

I grinned and tried to nod, already forgetting his hold on me. I licked my lips instead and looked over at him out of the corner of my eye. “Are you just going to talk about fucking me, or are you actually going to do it?”

His laugh was deep and sexy as hell. He planted a kiss on my cheek and straightened above me, never letting go of my hair. He stood behind me and pushed my knees apart.

It was strange to be lying on my stomach like this. My legs were spread, and my toes were on the floor. The bed was so high that all my muscles were flexed in my legs as I struggled to keep myself in place for him. My spine was curved as he pulled me up until my tits were off the bed. I never knew I was this flexible.

Derek put his hand between my legs and started rubbing my pussy in slow circles. I moaned to show my appreciation of the touch. I would have lifted my ass even higher for him, but I was stretched to max capacity. His finger slipped inside me and performed a nice little swirl that had me closing my eyes with pleasure.

Then, my pussy was empty, and his wet fingers were tracing the opening of my ass. I flinched, and he tightened his hold on my hair. “Relax, baby.”

I blew out a breath. I’d never done this before. I was sure he knew that about me without me having to say it. He applied pressure with his thumb, which was more than pleasant, and then his digit slipped inside me. I let out a surprised yelp and heard him chuckle behind me. Then, he reached down with his other fingers and massaged my pussy and my clit.

That was delightful.

I moaned and bit down on my bottom lip. Derek kept going, nice and slow, as his thumb moved gently in and out of me. It was almost too much. Almost, but not quite.

Then, his finger was in my pussy, and his thrusts became quicker. I gripped the sheets beneath me in desperation as my climax crept closer, building and building beneath my belly like a pilot light ready to ignite.

Derek pulled me back harder by my hair, and I came undone.

Being handled like this was exhilarating. My orgasm burst apart inside me, and I did as Derek wanted me to do without having to think about it. I screamed his name at his ceiling and trembled in the wake of my ecstasy.

“That’s right, baby. Fuck, yeah. You’re so fucking wet now,” he said, pulling out of me and giving my pussy a nice little slap that made me tingle all over.

He released my hair, and I collapsed forward on the bed. He chuckled, pleased with himself and his work, and flipped me over. He planted his fists on either side of my shoulders and stared down at me as I caught my breath.

“That was,” I started, trying to find the right word but coming up empty.

“I know.”

I smiled and swept my hair out of my face. It was bound to be a wild mess after this. I sat up, and he leaned back with me to stand in front of me as I sat on the edge of the bed. I pushed myself off and slid to my knees in front of him. “Now?” I asked, reaching out to rest a hand on each of his muscular thighs.

His cock was right in front of my face. Just inches away. I might even have been able to lick it from where I sat, but one night with him had taught me a lesson. He decided when things happened and what things they were. I needed permission if I wanted to suck his dick.

“Now,” he nodded.

He reached out and gathered my hair up again. This time, it was a more tender approach. He gathered it up out of my face to hold it back for me, and then guided me closer until I had to open my mouth to take his length.

He started off nice and slow and eased his way into my mouth just a couple of inches. I pressed my tongue to his meaty head and suckled at the salty drop at his tip. He pulled me off him, and I looked up. He was staring down at me.

I opened up wide, inviting him to fill me with all of him. I was sure I could take him. He obliged, pushing me down over his cock, inch after inch, until I held him in my throat. I gagged once around his size and relaxed. I opened wider, and he began fucking my mouth in earnest.

His groans were maddening. I gripped his thighs as he thrust in and out of me until he paused to let me catch my breath. I sucked in a couple of sharp gasps before opening up for him again.

This continued for a good five minutes or so. At that mark, I was too horny to resist reaching down and touching myself. Derek seemed to like this because his groans turned into breathless sighs, which didn’t last long. He pulled me to my feet and devoured my mouth with a savage kiss as he lifted me up.

I hooked my legs around his waist as he went to his knees on the bed. He crawled forward with me clinging to his front. He was a powerful man, and his strength would continuously shock me. I loved how small he made me feel, small but empowered.

He moved me back to the top of the bed so I could rest my head on his pillows. Then, he reached over to his nightstand and withdrew a condom from his drawer. He placed it between my breasts and told me not to move.

I stayed perfectly still as he worked his way down the length of my body, leaving a trail of wet kisses in his wake. In the moonlight shining in from the windows, I could see the little damp imprints of his kisses on my skin as he set himself up between my legs.

“My turn,” he growled before his tongue darted out to taste me.

“Yes,” I sighed as his tongue swirled around my clit. “Fuck, yes. More. Please.”

His fingers eased inside me as his tongue continued its relentless suckling of my clit. I moaned and pressed myself deep into the pillows at my back. He thrust his fingers slowly and then curled them upward and wiggled them back and forth. All the while, his tongue was still tantalizing me.

I thought I was going to lose control when he lowered a third finger and eased it into my ass. Nothing had ever felt so good as that wicked combination. I became something other than myself. I was something primal that was driven only by the lust and the need for more.

My back arched, and I came wildly. My whole body gave over to the pleasure, and I quivered at his touch as Derek lapped at my come.

He seemed more than satisfied with his deed as he covered me in more wet kisses. I was breathless and weak beneath him when he plucked the condom off my tits and tore it open with his teeth. The wrapper was discarded over the side of the bed, and he rolled the rubber on. Then, he took his shaft in his hand and moved between my legs.

I spread them wide for him. He pressed the tip of his cock into my pussy and held himself there. As he eased slowly inside me, he put a hand on my knees to hold my legs back. I moaned desperately as he filled me up, demanding I give everything to him. I didn’t have a choice. I took all of him. I’d never felt so full before.

He waited for my body to relax, and then he began thrusting nice and slow. He cupped my breasts in his hands and bent over me to suckle my nipples, which were incredibly sensitive. I wrapped my legs around his waist and clung to him for dear life as he quickened his pace.

I reached out and held his bearded face in my hands, and then guided him up to me. I kissed him deeply, sliding my tongue along his to taste the remnants of his margarita. I pinched his bottom lip between my teeth and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

He moaned into my mouth.

I knew he was close. So was I. I wanted to know the rush of finishing together, so I broke our kiss and looked him in the eyes. “Come for me, Derek. Fuck me hard.”

His teeth clashed against mine as he went in for another kiss. His brow was furrowed, and his breathing was sharp. I pressed my nails into his back and dragged them down to his ass. And he went wild.

He straightened, pushed my legs back, and fucked me how I’d always been fucked in my fantasies. I came in seconds. I could feel myself leaking all over his sheets. My wetness turned him on even more, and he came seconds later, bucking wildly against me as I rode out the smaller waves of my passing climax.

When he was done, he fell to his side beside me and reached out to push my hair off my face. “You can’t say things like that to me. You push me over the edge.”

I smiled and said breathlessly, “That’s what I was trying to do.”

He chuckled and patted my thigh. “Somebody just didn’t want a dick in their ass.”

He rolled off the bed, and I sat up to watch him pad around the bed and go to the bathroom. “For your information, I was completely open to being fucked in the ass, but I like to think we’ll have time for that later.”

He paused in the doorway to the bathroom and smirked at me. “Oh, don’t worry, baby, we will.”

I waited for him to come back. When he did, he sprawled out naked beside me, and I curled myself into his side. Derek clasped his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. I played aimlessly with his chest hair for a couple of minutes as his breathing evened out. I listened to his heartbeat, slow and steady, and closed my eyes.

I wanted to capture this moment in my memory forever. Something told me things would not always be this easy. Times would come that would prevent us from having peace like this. And they may not be all that far away.

I nuzzled in closer to him, and in his sleep, he wrapped an arm around me. I breathed in the smell of him and relished his closeness.