“Should I get us something to prepare ourselves?” Derek asked.
I looked up into his eyes and shook my head.
“I’m protected enough,” I said.
Then, I rolled my hips up and captured his dick, shivering as he groaned into my lips.
Our bodies moved as one while his hands explored my skin. I rolled him over and planted my hands on his chest, bouncing on his hips as he watched. His hands gripped my breasts, tugging at my nipples like he’d seen me do in the shower. He was studying me, finding what I liked so he knew exactly what to do.
And it was working.
He rolled us back over, and I was hanging off the bed. His large hand was cradling my head, holding me upright as he slid into my wetness. My body was humming for him as our eyes stayed connected, looking at one another through one of the most vulnerable moments we would ever be in together.
I felt the urge to kiss him, but before I could make the move, his lips descended to mine.
Almost like he knew what I wanted before I did.
He picked me up into his arms and settled his back against the headboard. His cock was throbbing deep within me, pulling at a part of me he had stroked with his tongue in the shower. I rolled into his hips, feeling his hands squeezing my ass as he guided me toward what he wanted. I could feel him bucking up into me as my hands gripped his shoulders. I felt all his muscles working for my pleasure as our foreheads connected in exhaustion.
We breathed one another’s air as our bodies writhed. We bucked and bounced. Moaned and whimpered. He grunted with exertion as the beads of water turned to beads of sweat. My skin was flushed from head to toe, and my nipples were puckered to peaks that were almost painful. I felt my toes curling again as that brushfire started in my gut, flaring out over my entire body while I buried my face into the crook of his neck.
I moaned into him, my words escaping me as I shuddered and jolted in his lap.
My pussy fluttered around him, triggering his own orgasm. He sank deeply into me, his dick trembling with every pump that filled my body. I leaned into him as his arms covered my back, hiding me from the darkness of the world I inhabited on a regular basis. Derek was this shimmering beam of light, trying to expose me to the positivity of the world he lived in and to the strength he possessed as a man, to the pride that had enabled him to climb the ranks of his life he had thus far.
I took a chance and wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him into me as his cock began to dwindle.
As the orgasmic haze of our little adventure began to clear, sanity rushed back to my mind. I scrambled off his lap, leaving him bare to the room as I tugged on the sheets of the bed. I quickly wrapped them around me and shook my head, trying to clear it as the smell of our sex wafted around my head.
“Sam? Everything okay?” Derek asked.
“This can’t happen again,” I said.
“Sam, we had a good time. There isn’t anything to be—”
“This was a mistake,” I said as my eyes met his. “And it can’t happen again.”
I saw the disappointment cross his features as he nodded his head. His face set itself into stone, throwing up the same wall I’d encountered the first time we ever met. It punched me in the gut to see him bring it back up, but it had to be done. I couldn’t be this distracted by a client if I was going to save his life.
“Distractions mean dead clients,” I said. “This is bad for business.”
“That language I can understand,” Derek said as he slid from the bed. “No worries.”
“This has to stay professional,” I said.
“I hear you.”
“Never again.”
“Got it, Sam.”
The harshness of his voice pulled me from my train of thought as he skimmed by me. He gathered his clothes and made his way to his room, not bothering to change before he did so. I got an eyeful of the beautiful body I had felt on top of mine not moments ago, and I shivered at the heat ricocheting up my back.
I watched him step into his room and shut the shared door between our living space. I walked over mindlessly and cracked the door, slipping back into protective mode. I could see the outline of his body as I closed my eyes, resolving myself to yet another shower to try and scrape him off my body again.