Chapter 6 PASSION
POV - Hazel
Derek doesn’t waste any time, he starts walking in wide strides towards the stairs, roaming his hands all over my body on the way, and still kissing me hungrily back. He takes the steps three at a time, and I need to give him credit for his perfect coordination skills, because if it were me, I’d be so out of it, I’ll probably stumble on the second step, and we’ll end up having sex right then and there, and to hell with everything.
Finally at our room, he flings the door open and then closes it behind him, locking it for good measure. In case any pretender decides not to head Derek’s warning and to show up at our door when we are “distracted”.
Derek stops near the bed, and I climb off him, while still kissing him passionately. I massage his hardness through his pants, feeling the wetness of the fabric, caused by my continuous grinding on him during our ascent to our room. God, I need him inside me right now, immediately.
I unbuckle his belt, while he kisses and sucks my neck hungrily, sending waves of sparks through me, which only make my task more urgent. His hands knead my breasts firmly through the fabric of my dress, and I wish there was no material barrier between us, I want to feel us skin on skin.
As if reading my thoughts, Derek rips up my dress starting from the V neckline in the middle down to my belly button, exposing my black lacy bra. He doesn’t waste time unhooking it, he just pulls it down, making it pool at my waist with the rest of the now ruined dress.
At once, his hot mouth is on my left breast, sucking it and teasing my nipple with his sharp teeth, sending rivulets of pleasure through me; while his left hand massages my right breast, making my nipple even harder. The sensation is so intense that I struggle to concentrate on what I am doing, but when I finally have his pants and boxers out of the way, I grab his hot cock in my hand earning a sexy grunt from its owner, and start pumping it, slowly at first, then picking up speed.
I can feel his pleasure building through the bond, as he can probably feel mine, and when he’s reaching his peak, he grabs my wrist to stop my movement, then turns me away from him roughly, making me gasp in surprise, and places my hands on the bed’s post. I whine, missing his skilled mouth’s attention, while the feeling of his hard dick pressed against my ass, still covered by the remaining of the dress and my black lacy panties underneath, gives me an urgency I cannot quelch.
He crouches down slowly, placing hungry kisses on my back and my ass on his way down, making me moan, the sound immediately overpowered by a loud ripping sound, when Derek rips my skirt from its slit up to my waist, revealing my right thigh, and my black panties.
He moves the remaining piece of skirt to the side, exposing my ass to him, growling in appreciation. I bet my panties and inner thighs are completely soaked, or at least that’s what it feels like.
He starts massaging my ass cheeks with his big hot palms, my panties bunched up in the middle, putting pressure on my already aching core, and when he pulls the fabric gently, making it strain on my sensitive area, I feel my entire body pulse with need, I need him like a need air to breath.
“Derek, please,” I shamelessly beg him; at this point I would anything to feel him inside me, anything.
“Someone’s in a hurry,” Derek says seductively, while pressing his hardness against my ass, and massaging my clit with his fingers over the fabric. His pleasurable torture nearly makes me implode, my legs become weak, and just when I think I can’t take it anymore, Derek rips my panties clean off me, making my skin sting, although the sensation is immediately replaced by pure euphoria, when he slams into me in one swift movement, all of him, in his sweet, pleasurable thickness.
“Fuck, Derek!” I moan out loud.
“That’s exactly what I intend to do, so hold on tight to that pole, because I’m going to claim this little tight pussy hard and fast until you beg me to stop,” he half growls, while sucking my earlobe. Then he starts pounding into me from behind, hard and fast as he promised, driving immediately to the brink of perdition. I do my best to meet his trusts, but he’s fucking me so rough that all of my efforts go into staying upright. God, it feels so good it’s nearly painful.
I’m so close to my peak now, and when Derek snakes his hand to my clit, and gives a few strokes with his expert fingers, I come undone in an explosion of stars and fireworks. He keeps massaging my little numb of pleasure until it becomes too sensitive, and I have ridden out my orgasm completely. He’s also practically handling all my body weight, because my legs have melted into jelly, and are not keeping me up anymore.
“Good girl,” Derek growls, “did it feel good?”
“Yes,” I say breathlessly, while he massages my breasts with both hands.
“Do you want more?”
“I do.”
I turn around, getting my footing back, and I start kissing him hungrily, while I stroke his long cock, now all wet with my juices.
Still kissing me, he pushes me to the side of the bed, and then onto the bed. I land with a few bounds of the mattress, while he watches me hungrily from his standing position.
Thinking he needs an incentive, I spread my legs wide for him, giving him a good view of my pussy. I meant for him to come down here and trust back into me, but instead he placed his head between my legs and started licking and sucking my clit making me go wild. I can’t help writhing at his pleasurable assault, but his firm hands on my thighs prevent me from moving too much. He alternates liking my little numb and then blowing his hot breath on it, driving me insane with need.
“Please, Derek, fuck me!” I plead with him; not sure I can take any more of his teasing.
He chuckles devilishly, sucks me some more, then kneels between my legs and strokes his length’s head at my entrance.
“You want this, uh?”
“Fuck, yes!”
“Then come and get it, little kitten.”
I don’t need to be told twice, I jump up from lying position, push him back on the bed by his shoulders, straddle his hips, and swiftly slide down his length until I have taken him all in. He moans in satisfaction, and I start riding him fast, trying to give him the same pleasure he had given me moments ago.
I stroke his balls with my hand to heighten the sensation, and he starts trusting back with his hips, the force of his movements making me jump a little. There’s something so sexy in watching my man lost in the pleasure only I can give him.
“Stay still!” he orders, while grabbing my hips tightly with both hands. He starts trusting up harder and faster, it’s so intense I can’t keep my screams of ecstasy in. It feels primal, we are literally fucking like animals, and it feels so so good.
“Derek!” I pant out while I am reaching my peak.
“Come for me, kitten.”
Derek starts trusting impossibly faster, until I shatter into a thousand shiny pieces, floating around into the red cosmos of my closed eyelids.
With a few slower but powerful trusts, Derek follows me down the freefall of pleasure and fills me up with his sweet essence.
I slide out his half-hardened member and flop on the bed beside him. He catches me in his arms, and snuggles me close, my head resting on his bicep.
“That was amazing,” I say, while peppering his chest with kisses.
“It’s actually still a work in progress, so you can leave this comment for later, after I am done with you,” he comments huskily, while he trusts up, letting me feel his newly hardened length against my thigh.
My expression must have said it all, bringing on his next comment, “Are you really satisfied that easily?”
His free hand suddenly finds my folds, and he pushes in two fingers, curling them at the extremities. He starts pumping them deeply, his mouth now sucking my breasts alternately, making that carnal pleasure that seemed to be tamed, roar back to life thirsty for more.
He adds another finger, and trusts deeper and faster, while I spread my legs for him, to give him better access.
“Do you like it, kitten?”
I can only reply with an incoherent moan; my brain already gone to mush.
That’s when his dick starts stroking my clit, and, God, if I thought his fingers felt good, both motions combined feel out of this world.
I am so near again, tethering on the edge, and as if Derek could feel it too, he gives a few harder strokes, pushing me over, making me fall into that sinful oblivion of orgasmic high.
It’s Derek’s words, ushered at my ear, which bring me back to reality.
“I am not nearly done with you; so, spread your tight pussy for me, and let me fuck you like you like it.”