She shook her head. “I can’t.” Part of her longed to confide in him, to let go of some of the burden, but she wasn’t ready to trust him that much, to open herself up. “I can’t talk about this.” Her breath hitched and she bit her lip, holding in her sob.
“Shh.” He turned her head, kissing her softly on the lips. “It’s okay. I’m not going to push you.” She heard the silent, for now. But it didn’t matter. She didn’t plan on this happening again. This was a one-time thing, no matter her feelings for him.
He ran his finger across her lip, along her jaw and down her neck, across her collarbone.
“Derrick,” she said, her breath coming faster.
He pulled his hand away, resting it on her thigh. Last thing he wanted to do was push her, risk her running from him. “Shall we go to bed, beautiful?”
She nodded her gaze wide as she stared down at his thick erection. “Oh yes.”
Scooping her up into his arms, he carried her to his bed.
Derrick was a take-charge guy. He could tone it down, but that facet of his personality would always shine through. He thrived on being in control, but he would tone that side of him down until he’d gained her trust. When she was more comfortable, he’d ease her into his dominance in the bedroom gradually, over time. Because there was no way things were ending after tonight.
Derrick placed her on the bed, lying next to her on his side. Leaning in, he kissed her, taking her mouth fully, plunging his tongue inside. Jacey ran her fingernails softly over his chest, tweaking his nipples as she rubbed against him.
Scooting further down, he pressed her breasts together so he could lick both of her nipples at once. The hard nubs deepened in color as he played with them. He turned around, now on his knees, and placed his hands on the mattress between her thighs. Slowly, he pulled her legs apart, opening her pussy up. Her folds were slick, glistening, and he leaned in to taste her. Flicking at her clit, he drove two fingers deep into her passage, her juices easing his way. In and out. Tap and suck.
Derrick stilled, nearly shouting out in surprise as her hand circled his dick, pumping him. He shuddered, his balls tightening as she played with him.
“Jacey, I’m not going to last if you do that,” he warned.
“Neither am I, if you keep playing with me.”
“You don’t need any recovery time.”
“I want to come with you inside me, Derrick. Please.”
Christ, like he could say no. Turning around again, he reached over to pull open the bedside table. Grabbing a condom, he quickly fitted it over himself.
Cupping her cheek, he looked into her eyes. “You’re sure?”
She cupped his cheek, mimicking him. “Derrick, if you’re not inside me in the next thirty seconds, I may explode.”
Placing a scorching kiss on her lips, Derrick maneuvered himself between her legs. Grabbing her under each knee, he pushed her legs against her chest. Jacey reached down to hold her legs up as he guided his cock into her entrance.
“Oh dear Lord, this is what heaven feels like,” he groaned. “Fuck, so tight and hot.”
He thrust fully inside her, both of them panting as though they had run a marathon. Jacey let her legs drop, her feet planting themselves on the mattress as she reached up and placed her hands around his neck.
Derrick pulled out then quickly drove back inside her. He clenched his teeth, felt the sweat pooling on his body, mingling with her own as he fucked her in slow, steady thrusts.
Jacey drove her hips up against him and Derrick was lost. Letting himself go, he picked up the pace. With one hand he reached down to flick her clit.
“Soon, baby. Very soon. Get ready to come.”
He felt her ripple around him, knew she was there.
“Come now.” Two more thrusts and he came. He filled the condom in huge bursts, his body trembling with his release. Jacey cried out beneath him, pulsating around his cock, making him shudder in pleasure as she came.
Collapsing with exhaustion, he had the presence of mind to roll off her, drawing her into his side.
“Wow,” she said.
He nodded, unable to speak, but in total agreement. Wow.
Chapter Eight