Silver Fire (Guardians) (16 page)

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Sophie walked ahead of him into the condo and headed straight for the guest room. This was not going to be easy, and Derek figured would require some form of groveling. He followed her into the room and dropped her overnight bag on a chair.
 

She was fumbling for her phone in her purse as he came up behind her and pulled her fully into him, burying his face in the crook of her neck and mumbling, “I was a dick.”

Sophie stiffened but did not pull away. “Which time?”

“At the bar,” Derek said, then added, “When I told you I don’t date.”

“And carrying me off like a Neanderthal?”

“That wasn’t being a dick, and I won’t hesitate to throw you over my shoulder again if you insist on being stubborn,” Derek said.

She tried to pull away, but he tightened his arms. “Let me go Derek, I want to see your eyes when I ask you something.”

He loosened his arms and allowed her to turn around but kept their bodies flushed together, her breasts pressed against his chest. It took all his willpower to keep his erection down. Five days without sex was absolute torture and from the looks of how things were going, there was going to be a sixth day.

“Are you saying we’re going on dates now?”

“I was planning that all along. I just don’t want to be told what to do.”

“You didn’t have to be a jerk about it.”

“I know, that’s why I’m apologizing.”

“I didn’t exactly hear the words.”

Derek counted to ten, she was going to make him grovel, no question about it. “I’m sorry I was a dick.” And he wanted to strangle her when he saw the triumphant gleam in her eyes.
Innocent, my foot
, Sophie knew exactly how to manipulate him, and Derek, much to his horror, realized he didn’t mind.
 

“Look, I understand it’s a lifestyle change for you. Wait, hear me out,” Sophie stopped him before he could interrupt. “I like how you made me feel this morning. My body had not responded that way in years and it was extremely fulfilling. I’m pleased we’d be dating first. I think getting to know each other in a neutral setting would be advantageous before proceeding to the next level of our, um, mutual carnal exploration. Why are you laughing?”

He was. He had a hard time keeping a straight face, much less smothering the chuckle he tried to keep in check while she made her little speech.

“You make it sound so clinical. It doesn’t work that way.”

“Of course it does. You date, and then you figure out if you want to have sex.”

“I already fucking want to have sex with you,” Derek growled.

“Oh, you didn’t seem to want to last night.”

“You were fucked up last night, it didn’t feel right.”

“I’m used to messed-up sex. Maybe it’s the only thing I deserve,” Sophie whispered as she turned away from Derek. “Maybe I don’t deserve to be wined and dined. Adam—”

Derek swore under his breath. “Damn it! Stop. Right there.”

He grabbed Sophie and locked her in his arms once more. Giving her a gentle shake, he said softly, “Angel, he wasn’t between us this morning. There is only us. You and me.”

Smiling up at him through her unfocused eyes, she said, “I hope so, Derek.” She moistened her lips. “Kiss me.”

Groaning, he did not hesitate, capturing her lips with his, gently biting down on her plush lower lip before delving deeper, their tongues dueling feverishly. His hands lowered and gripped her legs behind her knees, lifting them around him as he carried her to the bed. Planting one knee to the bed, he lowered her carefully and stretched out on top of her, propping up slightly on his elbows, he kissed her deeper. Every now and then his erection would rub against her moist heat. Derek sucked on her tongue. She whimpered. He got harder. He tore his lips away; he could not go further than this unless it was all the way. After self-imposed days of celibacy, he and his cock were not on speaking terms, and he feared if pushed too far, his control would snap.
 

“If you don’t want this, tell me now. I can’t stop if we go past this point,” he muttered through his teeth.

Sophie rocked her hips underneath him, rubbing against his rock hard erection. Fuck, he was going to lose it in his pants if she continued doing that. “I want you,” she breathed and he was lost.
Yes!
Derek groaned as he devoured her lips once more. His hands drifting to her hips, teasing the edges of her panties, giving her another opportunity to say no. When she simply ground herself into him, he pulled away, ignoring her protests at the loss of contact and said, “Easy, Angel. I may be close to exploding right now, but I want to take care of you first.”
 

He fell to her side and using his right hand, he threaded her panties out from under her. He heard her gasp, her eyes widening as they flew to his.
 

“That’s right, Sophie. Look at me. Let yourself go.”

Derek touched her, using all his self-restraint not to replace his fingers with his mouth as he discovered how soaking wet she had become. He watched her eyes flutter close in rapture, a small smile forming on her lips as her orgasm built within her. She was reveling in her pleasure and that turned him on like nothing else. Her female dew quickly coated his fingers and fuck if his mating instincts didn’t kick in. He ached to taste her, to lick and partake of all that honey flowing from her pussy. Unable to resist any further, Derek spun her legs around and buried his mouth between her legs.
 

“Derek,” Sophie gasped. “I...oh god...stop...don’t stop.”

He knew enough that when he got mixed signals from a woman, she. Was—Fucking—Gone.

Derek licked her fully on her slit; she was sweet as honey. The musky scent of her arousal was driving him insane. He lightly latched onto her swollen clit and sucked gently. She instantly came apart with his mouth on her.
Fucking incredible
. He slipped one finger inside her to test her readiness. She was tight. He knew this morning that penetration could be a problem. He gave her nub another tug. Feeling her juices pooling, he tested two fingers like he did this morning. She stiffened.

“Derek.”

“Does it hurt, Sophie?”

“It’s...it’s...uncomfortable.”

“Angel, you need to relax. You’re clenching. Can you relax, baby? Like you did this morning?”

“I don’t think. Oh—”

Derek pulled his fingers out and hit her between the legs again with his tongue. Gnawing and biting and getting her hips bucking in a frenzy. He stopped before she came.

“I wasn’t finish.”

“I know.” Derek quickly pulled her dress from her and unhooked her bra. “If you orgasm, you’re going to get tighter. But I need to get you wet to a certain point before I push inside you.”

“You’re still fully dressed,” Sophie complained.

Derek had only removed his jacket and tie when they got home. He now unbuttoned his shirt, but left it on. He found it erotically stimulating to bury himself inside her with most of his clothes on.

Leaning over her, he undid his trousers, pushing them down a little with his boxers. His heavy erection sprang free.

Crawling back up her body, he lowered his mouth to her breast to circle her nipple with his tongue, tracing maddening circles around the peak. He smiled when her fingers dug into his hair and heard her moan. When she bucked her hips, his fingers tested her readiness again. Two fingers in, she was still a tight squeeze. He knew three fingers would make her panic.

“This might hurt a little, Sophie, just keep your eyes on me,” Derek murmured. He kissed her lightly on her lips.

“You um, smell like me,” Sophie groused, turning her face away.

Derek chuckled and didn’t say anything. She was adorable, but right now he couldn’t wait to be inside her.

He fisted his cock and coated its head with her slickness before feeding it in slowly.

“Derek—” She was starting to panic, her hips tried to shift away, and her core muscles clamped down around his shaft.
Shit
. He was going to lose it.

“Sophie...relax,” Derek grit his teeth.
 

“I am...but,” she gasped and squeezed tighter.
 

Groaning, Derek felt like a noose had collared the head of his cock. Cursing under his breath, Derek withdrew and spread her thighs apart, pushing her knees close to her collarbone and draped her ankles on his shoulder, effectively tilting her pelvis up.

“Derek!” Sophie cried in shock and he took the opportunity to bury himself inside her in one swift thrust. He bent down and swallowed her cry of pain with his mouth, consuming her in a deep searing kiss, taking her mind off the sudden intrusion. His mouth moved fiercely over hers, probing her depths with his tongue until she started to whimper, begging him for more.
 

Retreating from the kiss, he muttered. “Did I hurt you too much? I’m sorry, Angel.”

“No...it’s fine,” Sophie said weakly, uncomfortably. “You feel so...big.”

Derek chuckled softly into her hair, relishing the sensation of being planted balls deep inside her but fuck he had to move.

“Angel,” he said raggedly. “I need to move, baby.”

Sophie nodded.

Derek slowly withdrew to the tip, and then thrust forward, the delicious slide sheathing his cock like a warm wet glove. This was nirvana; he never wanted to leave. She felt fucking incredible. He wanted to stay buried inside her forever.

“Fuck, Angel,” he groaned as he began to flex his hips, taking slow measured strokes to have her get used to him.
 

“Harder,” Sophie urged. One of her legs was still draped on his shoulder, the other one cocked to his side, her heel digging into the small of his back.
 

That was all she needed to say, Derek’s control evaporated and he unleashed his pent-up craving for her, plunging into her so hard, she slid up the bed. Locking her into place, he pounded deep inside her. Fast. Hard. Relentless.
 

“Eyes on me, Sophie.” He wanted to watch her come. He kept his gaze locked on hers as he moved inside her, their hips rubbing against each other felt like fucking heaven. He alternated thrusting and grinding erotic circles on her clit. Her eyes grew hooded again, she was close, she mewled and then she screamed, writhing beneath him, he continued thrusting into her until suddenly he bucked and swore as he felt an orgasm so powerful, he was unprepared for its intensity. He shoved into her one last time, his neck muscles bunching as he threw his head back and roared his release. He gripped Sophie convulsively, burying his face in the curve of her neck and bit her shoulder in a mark of possession.
 

***

Sophie scrutinized the red imprint on her shoulder. The skin had not broken, but it was caused by a bite. Derek had marked her. She felt weird about it, thrilled and anxious at the same time. The man was intense, but he definitely knew his way around a woman’s body. When Sophie first saw his erection, she was certain she would be ripped apart. The slight hesitation on Derek’s part only spurred her anxiety. Luckily with his experience, he was able to distract her from the impending penetration, and he slid inside her with some discomfort and little pain. Everything that followed was pure ecstasy. He had ruined her for other men. She was sure of it.

He had carried her to his bathroom and cleaned her up. Now he was laying on the bed, naked, relaxed and lazily watching her move around the room.

“You didn’t say anything about marking me,” Sophie teased lightly.

“I’ve never done that before,” Derek murmured in a bemused tone. “You just taste incredible. Eat you up.” His last words were mumbled.
 

Running a brush through her hair one last time, she made her way to his massive bed. She frowned. “This bed could fit four people. Custom-made for orgies?”

“Damn it,” Derek said impatiently. “Get into bed. We are not having this conversation now.”

Sophie shrugged. “Just saying.”

Derek suddenly knifed up and caught her around the waist, dragging her down to the bed and rolling on top of her before she could even squeal.
 

“Minx,” he muttered into her hair, inhaling deeply. “I want you again. Are you sore?”

Sophie nodded sadly. Her female bits were swollen for sure, but she quivered at the thought of him taking her again.

Derek sighed. “Like I just fucked a virgin.”

“Well, you’re not exactly Mister Average, you know,” Sophie retorted

The man grinned wolfishly. “That sounds like a compliment.”

Sophie rolled her eyes and yawned. “You know it is. We don’t have to cuddle, if that’s not your thing.”

He scowled at her. “Most women like to cuddle.”

“I’m not most women.”

“I can tell.”

What’s up his ass now?

“Come here,” he ordered. Sophie wiggled her body beside his and he wrapped his arms around her, her head in the crook of his arm. Sophie inhaled his clean masculine scent. She took the opportunity to admire Derek’s lean-muscled frame. He wasn’t bulky in a way body builders were built; he wasn’t too lean either. He was simply perfection. He had the physique befitting a sex god, not a single gram of fat on him. Sophie couldn’t decide which part of him she loved more: the perfect cut of his shoulders or his sharply-defined abdominal muscles. She snuck a peek at his face. And he was so handsome. Ruggedly handsome. The chiseled planes of his face hinted of an innate arrogance and she found the laugh lines at the corners of his eyes so sexy. Nothing like a man who exuded experience and humor. She sighed contentedly. He was a beast between the sheets and he was currently emanating serious heat. After a few minutes of trying to sleep, she pushed away. It simply was not a comfortable position. She turned around, scooted away and plopped her head on the cool pillow.

She felt his warm body hit her from behind.

“Derek. Not comfortable,” Sophie grumbled.

“You were fine yesterday,” he murmured, nuzzling her nape before he reached over her to switch off the night lamp. Sophie sighed and let herself drift off to sleep. She was too tired and relaxed to argue.

Sophie was dreaming. She was sitting on a red silk divan in an outdoor patio, luscious vines were hanging from a slatted roof. Sheer fabric was draped across her naked body as though to cover her. Her thighs were spread wide, her left calf hooked on the sloped side of the divan while her right knee was bent on the edge, foot on the floor. A naked Adonis with dark blond hair had his face buried between her legs. He was licking her, sucking her and nudging his nose deep inside her as if he wanted to inhale all her essence. She was about to come, all he had to do was flick her clit with his tongue, and she would explode in his mouth. He did just that.