Now Or Never

Now Or Never
Rachael's POV

My head was throbbing in pain, and it felt like I had been hit by a truck. Or even worse, it felt like I had been run over by a train and now my body was completely shattered. My elbow hurt, my head, and my neck hurt.

"You're awake," the deep baritone voice...

I snapped my eyes open, through the pains and I forced myself to move my head to the side and I froze midway. It was one thing hearing the voice while being half unconscious and another thing to see the source of the voice.

My heart beat picked up as a pair of silver eyes stared back at me. There was no way... This was definitely a dream. Despite the way my body protested, I pushed myself up, wincing in pain while sitting down.

Amusement shone in the eyes of the man before me. This had to be a dream and could've pinched myself, but I didn't want to wake up from this beautiful dream. No - yet.

"D-Derek?" I called with uncertainty. My voice was raspy but I didn't care.

A serious look etched across his face and he stood up and walked over to the bed. He sat on the bed, lifting his hand to touch my face. He gave me a light pinch on my cheek and the slight sharp pain made me gasp.

This was real... Everything was real... And he was also real. "How have you been, sweetheart?" The deep voice felt like a caress on my skin. I never thought I'd ever see those silver eyes staring at me again.

"How come... What-How are you here?" My words were a jumble mess, but it brought a faint smile to his face. That soft smile on that handsome face did things to my body.

"Did you miss me, babe?" He asked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

Last night, he must've been the one who came to save me. I had felt it deep within me, and it made my eyes burn with tears. I leaned down closer to him until my lips brushed against his. I wanted to kiss him and feel how real it was.

He tensed up, and I hesitated, scared that this might be just a dream after all, but suddenly, I felt a warm hand around my nape, holding me in place to deepen the kiss. My stomach was filled with butterflies when he skillfully slid his tongue into my mouth and kissed me passionately like a deprived man who was finally drinking water.

I softly moan escaped my lips when pushed me back on the bed and pressed his body against mine. The kiss was intense, filled with longing and desperation. We simply couldn't get enough of the other person.

His hand traced my curves as his lips trailed down to my neck, sucking and nibbling. He took off my dress effortlessly, leaving me in only my birthday suit. Gently, he took off my bra and ripped the remaining obstacle away from my body.

He groaned against my neck when I writhed under him to take off his clothes as well. I peeled off his shirt, and then he knelt between my legs, unbuckling his belt. His arms were packed with muscles and his abs were divine, but I noticed a small scar that had never been there before.

I made a mental note to ask him later as my gaze went down. The sight of his strong, veiny hands working his zipper sent shivers down my spine.

His eyes kept me in place. They burned with lust, and it made my inside clench. While I had been watching me with pure desire, he had also been watching me.

All my life I had never seen someone wanting me to this extent that I could feel the desperation to have me through his actions. My mouth went dry, and I swallowed painfully when his cock sprung free from its confines.

It looked bigger, hard, and precum leaked from the tip. He slowly leaned down again, pressing his body against mine. His hand gripped my thigh, pushing my legs further apart as he trailed kisses on my neck.

"Derek," a soft sigh left my lips when his other hand pinched my nipple before cupping it.

"Fuck! You're fucking wet for me," he muttered in my ear. "Do you want me to fill you up with my cock, Rachael?" His voice was raw, and it only heightened the pressure between my legs.

I nodded, causing a smirk to stretch his lips. "I need you to be vocal, Rachael. Do you want me to stretch you with my cock, yes, or no?" He asked again.

I swallowed the lump in my throat before giving him a reply. "Yes, please," I had never sounded this desperate before, but it earned a pleasing smile from him. He kissed his way down and then took my nipple in his mouth. He gave each other his uttermost attention before kissing his way further down until he got to my pussy.

"Did you miss me, sweetheart?" He asked and arched his brow when I only nodded.

"Yes," I replied quickly, scared that he would stop, and he responded with a long lick. My head rolled back as he took my clit in his mouth, sucking and licking like a damn starved man.

"Fuck, yes!" I groaned when tugged on my clit before releasing it. My stomach clenched as he worked me towards a toe-curling orgasm.

I tried to catch my breath but moaned when something warm, thick and long entered my pussy. He pushed another finger before slowly pulling out and pushing inside again and again with a gentle rhythm before fastening his pace.

"Derek! Yes," my throat burned, but I didn't want him to stop as he walked me to another orgasm.

I laid on the bed limply, anymore and I might explode. He slowly lifted his head and swept his tongue over his lower lip. His eyes had darkened with lust. Although I felt drained, my body still wanted more. I wanted to feel him inside of me.

As if he read my thoughts, he slammed his lips
against mine, and I moaned against his lips at the taste of my release.

"Are you okay, love?" He asked, stroking my cheek, but I could see the impatience on his face.

"Yes, I want you. I need inside of me, De--Ahh," I screamed as he pushed himself inside of me, tearing into me and pushing all the way to the hilt.

My eyes closed, and hot tears streaked down to my temples. It hurt, and burned, as he stretched me. He was so big, and he filled me up so much that it felt like my stomach might explode.

"Shh, I'll be gentle," I didn't know I was pushing him off until he grabbed both hands and pinned them above my head.

He started tracing soft kisses on my shoulder and neck while he waited for me to adjust to his size. Once my muscle relaxed, he pulled out slowly and pushed in.

"I'll go a bit faster," he warned me after a while.

I nodded, steeling myself, but he was a bit gentle. "God, yes," I moaned as pleasure rippled my body. The indecent sound of flesh against flesh filled the room.

"Fuck! You take my cock like a fucking whore, do you like it when I ram into that little cunt? Huh? Sweetheart?" His voice was gruff, and the dirty words sent me off the edge.

I muscle clenched around him, and he groaned, moving faster, harder and deeper into me. He pinned both of my hands with one hand and then his other hand reached down to rub against my clit. My breasts jerked with each thrust.

"Damn it, Rachael! You feel so good, you're clenching me so tight," he growled as he continued to slam deep into me until I shattered under him.

"Derek!!" My mouth slack as a cry fell from my lips.

"Fuck!" He cursed, growing bigger inside of me. "That's it, baby girl. Come over my cock," my body trembled as I came hard.

He finally tensed and released inside of me. He stayed on top of me as we both tried to catch our breath.

He lifted his head, propping himself up with his elbow. He caressed my cheeks with emotions swirling in his eyes. He looked so vulnerable, and my heart skipped a beat.

"I missed you, sweetheart. I missed everything about you," he gave me a soft kiss before his gaze bore into mine. My heart was beating so fast that I feared he might hear it. "I love you, Rachael," he said, wiping a tear from my temple. I didn't even notice I was crying.

I took a deep breath. It was now or never. I cupped his face in my hands. "I love you too, Derek."

And that was it. He caught my lips with his and kissed me so hard that I could swear I saw stars.