Meant to Be Yours: New Adult BBW College Romance (Derek and Jaike Book 2) (17 page)

Lilac only spoke at the end, her stammer barely evident as she said with a smile, “H-happy birthday, Derek. T-thank you for being a w-wise advisor to Nick.”

Beside her, Nick was rolling his eyes. “Just because he’s older doesn’t make him wise.”

“That’s n-not it at all. I’m s-saying he’s w-wise because he knew you l-loved me before you realized it yourself.” She gave him an impish smile. “Wise, right?”

A pause, then Nick said seriously, “I think the shades aren’t enough. I should have you wear a mask next time, too. I don’t want others to see you smiling, either.”

“
Nick
.”

Nick’s twin and his own girlfriend Keanne were up next. The greeting was recorded straight from Keanne’s vineyard in France. They stood barefoot in front of the camera, with Jason’s jeans rolled up to his knees. The color of their feet made it clear they had been stomping on grapes before the recording.

“Ciao, Derek
et
Jaike! Joyeux anniversaire!” She rattled on the rest of her message in French.

When she was done speaking, Jason said, “Happy birthday to my good friend Derek. Since I know you don’t speak French, let me translate my girlfriend’s message. She says ‘happy birthday, and may the day come that Jaike realizes she’s engaged to a frog and not a prince—”

Keanne gasped. “That was not what I said!”

Jason looked at her in sham innocence. “My bad. I guess I’m the one who doesn’t speak French.”

Seated at one of the corner tables in the restaurant, Keanne shook her head as she watched her and Jason’s video greeting. “It’s clear to see you had so much fun ribbing him,
mon coeur.
”
 

“True,” Jason said unrepentantly. “My way of saying ‘asshole’ to the man who always sided with my older brother.”

Her eyes narrowed and she asked sweetly, “Perhaps you’re still holding a grudge for the time Derek thoughtfully warned you off Lilac?” She was of course only teasing. She was long over her jealousy of Lilac, whom Jason was once attracted to.

Jason cursed under his breath at Keanne’s look of hurt. Him and his big mouth. “Actually,” he said hastily, “I didn’t mean to say he was an asshole. I meant he was an angel, for helping me realize how lucky I was to have a girl like you.”

More video greetings followed, from the President of the Afxisi club and his bride, the Prince of Darkness and Derek’s best friend, who had also been unable to attend tonight’s dinner because it happened to coincide with his regular scheduled trip to New England.

The last video was from Jaike.

From the audience, Derek’s heart swelled with love and pride at the sight of her. They had been together for years, but every day, the feelings he had for her just kept growing. A smile curved on his lips as he watched Jaike swallow and clear her throat several times. Although this was a self-recording, Christien had been in charge of the editing. This, Derek realized, was what Christien had texted him about.

Happy birthday. I apologize for not being able to make it to tonight’s party, but I have made sure my gift for you will be fantastic. It is Jaike as you – and the others – have never seen before.

Jaike was looking at the camera. “I have no idea how to rewind this thing or restart the recording, so please just cut it?” She paused, as if waiting for Christien to answer. A moment later, she laughed to herself. “Oh my God, I forgot I was talking to the camera. I’m so nervous. Can you tell?”

Derek could – and everyone else in the room probably did.

Jaike cleared her throat one more time. She looked down at the piece of paper she held in her hands. “I’m going to read my message. I hope it’s okay. I’m just not good at impromptu speeches. Actually, this isn’t even entirely original since I based it on Martin Luther King’s speech.”

Derek barked in laughter. Oh yes, that was his Jaike all right. She was asked to give him a personal greeting on his birthday, and she had to base it on a freedom fighter’s speech.

She took a deep breath. “Here goes.” One last deep breath. “I have a Dom.”

Silence – from the video and the entire restaurant.

A second later, the screen showed Jaike moaning in embarrassment, and the whole crowd burst into laughter. “Oh my God, oh my God, cut that out. I meant I have a
dream.
A
dream
! Please cut that out, Christien. Please?”

****

From the restaurant’s AV control room, Jaike let out a moan that was exactly the same as what she had done in the video. How could Christien
not
edit that part out? She knew it. She just knew she shouldn’t have trusted Derek’s friend to do things properly. It didn’t matter that the world thought him extremely serious and professional. Yeah right! He was Derek’s friend, after all. Of course he’d be up to mischief.
 

The door behind her suddenly opened, and then Derek was there, grinning at her. “You have a Dom?”

She covered her face in embarrassment. “Shut up!”

Laughing, he kicked the door shut behind him and a second later, Jaike found herself swept up in his arms.
 

“Derek,” she protested laughingly. “Put me down!”

“No.”
 

Gazing down at him, she said wonderingly, “You look so happy. What happened?”

He rolled his eyes. “You really have to ask? You called me your Dom in front of everyone.”

She groaned, hiding her face against the crook of his neck. “Don’t remind me, please.”

“I’ll
always
remind you of it. I’ve never been so fucking happy to hear something in my entire life. Something like that should be rewarded.”

Something about the tone of his voice had her pulling away so she could peer at his face. When she saw the wicked glint in Derek’s eyes, she immediately shook her head. “Oh, no. Derek, there are still guests out there, and they’re probably looking for you—Derek!” He had her back against the door, his hand going under her dress. A second later, she heard the sound of ripping fabric and knew he had just torn her panties away.

“Derek!” But this time, her voice sounded more like a moan filled with desire. She shuddered at the sound of Derek unzipping himself and when she felt the head of his engorged cock rub against her bare pussy, all thoughts of protesting flew out of her mind.

She wrapped her arms and legs around Derek just as he slammed into her, causing the door to shake alarmingly behind her.

“Table,” she gasped.

His mouth locked on hers even as he carried her to the table, his cock burning hot inside her pussy. He laid her on the table, her legs dangling over the edge. She barely had time to breathe before Derek was pulling out and then shoving his cock back into her, fucking her hard, fast, and deep.
 

His thrusts drove her wild, and she found herself wildly looking for something to clutch. Her hand hit some of the control buttons, and she dimly heard something click, but by then it was too late. She was already lost, and the only thing she could do was chant Derek’s name as he pounded into her again and again.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” he groaned.

“H-harder.”

He did as she asked, and she screamed. “Y-yes. L-like t-that…” She moaned. “Oh God, so hard.” Knowing how much he liked to hear her talk while having sex, she closed her eyes and made herself forget all about her inhibitions. “So hard, Derek. You’re so hard. I don’t think I’ll ever find someone with a cock like yours.”

Derek groaned against her ear, his balls tightening at Jaike’s words.

“You’re my Dom, the only Dom I ever want…aaah!” A scream escaped her as Derek took in one silk-covered nipple into his mouth even as his hips jerked wildly against hers, his body slamming into her again and again.
 

Raking her nails across his back, she said throatily, “I love the way you fuck me. You make me feel so good…I love the way you pound into my pussy…you pound it like…” She stopped, unable to think of anything else to say.

Over her body, Derek stilled. He released her nipple and looked at Jaike. His smile was strained, revealing the effort it cost him to stop his thrusts. But his voice was wicked as he asked, “Pound it like…what?” Before she could answer, he reached down for her clitoris and began to flick it with his thumb.

Her mind went blank. “You…ah…” Oh my God, the way he was pinching her clit pushed her to the edge, and she knew she was about to come any moment now.

He started thrusting in and out of her again. “Pound it like what, baby?”

She blurted out, “Pound it like a judge?”

He burst into laughter. “A judge?” He had expected her to say ‘hammer’, which was normal, but trust Jaike to think something strange—

And then it became clear to him, why Jaike the law school student had thought he pounded it like a judge. Apparently, his cock was hard as a gavel.

He kissed her hard. “I love you, Jaike. Always.” He laughed and groaned as he said the words before he started fucking her hard, shoving his cock as deep as possible into her wet and quivering pussy.

“Love you.” It was all she could gasp before she came, her fingers digging deep into his shoulders as her body arched and her inner muscles clutching his cock like a velvety fist with every streak of come that pulsed out of her.

The first instance he felt Jaike’s warm release had him groaning, and the second had him losing control, his thrusts becoming frenzied as he fucked her hard. Derek roared her name as he came, his fingers gripping her buttocks tightly as he erupted inside her, filling her pussy with his seed until she was dripping with it.

Jaike was still trying to catch her breath under Derek when she heard a knock on the door.

Clearing her throat, she called out shakily, “Yes?”

“Umm, Jaike?” It was Marcy.

“Err…coming out in a sec,” she lied.

Behind the door, Marcy choked. “Take your time.”

Jaike frowned at Derek in confusion, but Derek only shrugged. He had the look of a well-satisfied man about him, and Jaike knew when he was in this mood, there was no point even trying to talk sensibly with him. All he wanted to do during moments like this was—

She arched her neck with a sigh as Derek nuzzled her skin. “Love you,” he murmured.

“Love you,” she whispered back.

“Jaike?”

“Y-yeah?” Her voice came out strangled, with Derek nuzzling his way down her breasts.

“I just want you to know that…”

“That?” She bit back a whimper as Derek started sucking on her nipple.

“You accidentally switched on the intercom.”

Jaike froze.

Derek’s head lifted from her breast.

“Noooooooo—”

Derek burst into laughter.

“And, umm, it’s still on right now.”

“Oh my Goooooooood—”

“And…” Marcy paused. “Pound it like a judge,
really
?”

****

More than a thousand miles away, Christien di Luca slowly parked his car at the driveway of a well-kept Tudor mansion. It was a place he visited several times a year, with almost everyone back home assuming he was paying his respects to his old relatives.
 

That, however, was only partially correct.

He knocked on the door.

A second later, it flew open. “Christien!” A young woman with curly blonde hair and twinkling brown eyes beamed at him just before launching herself at him.

Laughing, he caught her and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

Pulling away from him, the girl said breathlessly, “I missed you so much.”

He tapped her nose affectionately. “I missed you, too, little rabbit.”

She tugged him inside. “Come in and let’s get you warm.” As they walked down the hallway and into the living room, she called out, “Grandpa, my fiancé is here!”

The End

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Thank you for reading Meant to Be Yours. It took a while, but the story of Derek and Jaike is finally complete. This won’t be the last you’ll see of them, though, as we have more BBF books coming out in succession.