8Author's note: Originally, this chapter was going to be a whole different scenario. But I got writer's block with that other chapter and this thought threaded out from the other one. I might eventually post the original but only when it's done. This one isn't as good as I want it to be, but my creativity seems to be at an all-time low. I'll take some constructive criticism on this.
Chloe had decided to be naughty. The day's goal was to rile Derek up as much as she possibly could. She was so revved up, in such need of quality sexy time, and she felt he needed to know. It would be too easy for Chloe to just tell Derek, since he'd probably want to drag her off somewhere private immediately. And while that definitely wouldn't be a bad thing, she had to admit that a small part of her would relish having the upper hand just for a little while.
It started with small, covert things. A touch on the hand while passing the butter. A quick rub of the thigh under the table. Moving her body closer than usual while they did the dishes.
Derek didn't seem that surprised, as these things were things they did occasionally. When no one was looking, Chloe took the time to kiss him sweetly. She wanted to savor the seduction, build the anticipation for both parties. She was excited for the moment when he realized her plan and flirted back at full force.
That usually ended with the best sex sessions ever.
Later, while they were doing laundry, Chloe decided to step up her game. Her hand grabbed his ass as she passed by. He raised an eyebrow at her, and when she wiggled her brows back, he chuckled. He moved sideways to tap the side of his hip into the side of hers. She tapped back and soon they found themselves turning more and more towards each other after each sway in the other's direction. When they were face to face, Derek's eyes shone with the same desire as Chloe knew she had in hers.
He leaned down and kissed her. It started slow, but then Chloe grabbed his ass again and pressed him into her. Derek groaned at the contact, his hands moving from her hips up to her face. She ground herself against him. He rotated her so that he could put her up on the dryer.
She pulled away and started kissing his neck. She bit the skin softly, running her tongue along it afterwards. Chloe found his beating pulse and sucked on it, wishing she could leave a mark. More kisses were planted on Derek's jaw line and finally, their lips met again.
The roles were reversed and Derek began nibbling the section of her neck that met the collarbone.
"You know," she said, as Derek licked slowly up her neck, "this isn't quite the right position for me to be in for what I had planned for you."
He pulled away to grin widely. "And what did you have planned?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.
Chloe grabbed his hand. "I was thinking of doing something like this." She brought one of his fingers to her mouth. She sucked on the tip of the finger and moved downwards. Taking Derek's finger out of her mouth, she said, "But on a different part of your body." With her other hand, she cupped him through his jeans.
"And when were you thinking of doing this?" He was breathing quite heavily and a large grin was on his face.
"I hadn't planned that out," she said in an innocent voice. "Any suggestions?"
"Right now could be fun."
"Hmm, you know, I think you're right." She looked him up and down. "But at this angle, it'll be impossible. Think you could help me off?"
"Anything you want my dear," he said, picking her up and moving her in front of him. He made sure to press her body in as close as possible, as well as blatantly cop a feel of her ass. "This better?"
"Much," Chloe responded, licking her lips. She unzipped his pants and tugged them as well as his boxers low enough. "This height difference though might be a problem." She looked around, making sure to stroke him as she did so. "Wanna get up on the dryer?"
He laughed but complied, jumping up sort of awkwardly with his pants lowered. She giggled as she watched. As soon as he was up there, she moved between his legs. "You good?"
He reached down to give her a quick kiss. "Yup."
Her hand resumed its stroking. She lifted Derek's shirt and kissed the skin that was exposed. She moved lower and lower, then let go of his cock so she could put it in her mouth. She used her tongue to lick on the right spots. She loved knowing exactly what sent him crazy, just like he knew how to give her the best orgasms.
She replaced her mouth for her hand, planting more kisses on his chest, stroking him faster and faster. His hands were in her hair, tugging gently. His breath was coming in short gasps. He removed his hands in her hair and tried to find perch on the sides of the dryer.
Chloe was ready to pull away, not having planned for it to go this far. She had just been enjoying herself too much.
Derek suddenly came in her mouth. She swallowed and pulled away. Derek was panting, sliding himself off the dryer. He pulled his pants back up.
"I had wanted to tease you all day. But you came before I was about to stop," Chloe admitted. She was a little annoyed her plan had gone haywire, but couldn't stay that way for long.
Especially when Derek grinned, his cheeks pink and his eyes slightly glassy. He put his hands on her hips to bring her closer. "Sorry to ruin your plan, but you were just that good."
"Why thank you," Chloe giggled.
He sighed and leaned in close to her ear. "If it wasn't going to look suspicious how long we've already been down here for, I would totally get you off too right now. But believe me, before the night is over, I will have you on your back and my mouth between your legs." She felt his nose twitch in her hair. "God you smell good. I bet you taste just as good."
His mouth came crashing down on her lip. His fingers unbuttoned Chloe's jeans and wormed their way under her panties. She gasped against Derek's lips as he slipped a finger in her. He moved in and out of her slowly before taking his hand out of her pants. He broke the kiss and stuck his finger in his mouth and moaned.
Derek moved away. "I hear people moving in the kitchen. We'd better get back up there."
Chloe grinned. "I can't wait for later."
While supper was being made, it was Derek's turn to sneakily pinch Chloe's bum. She swatted his hand the first time it happened. The second time, she gave him her sexiest grin, and while no one was looking, licked her lips slowly.
Once dinner had been served, he'd rub her thigh under the table. She nearly gasped while taking a bite of her food and the piece of pasta fell back into her plate, all because of Derek's hand having brushed her crotch.
There was still a few more hours before she was going to get any relief. Chloe knew that this was what she had wanted, but the logic was difficult to remember when Derek was drawing circles on the inside of her thighs.
Not to mention the way his nose twitched slightly every time she shifted, and a satisfied grin would tug as the corners of his lips.
It was a miracle that somehow everyone was too tired to finish watching the movie of the evening, and all left before the movie was halfway over.
Chloe could tell Derek was waiting to hear everyone settled upstairs by the tenseness in his body. He suddenly turned to her and pounced. His lips crashed on hers, and they maneuvered themselves so they could lie down. Chloe's pants were taken off, her shirt was pushed up. Her bra was a front clasp and Derek had it undone in a second.
His mouth latched onto a nipple. Rolling the skin on his tongue, he felt her hands go into his hair. Chloe's hips rolled, seeking to alleviate the pressure building. A few seconds later, Derek's hand moved between her thighs. He lightly stroked the wet lacy panties she was wearing.
"Please…" she begged.
"Please what?"
"Please touch me."
"Like this?" Derek's finger dipped under the material and rubbed her clit. Chloe's hips jerked and she clamped her mouth shut. "I need to know if this is what you want."
"Yes," she moaned, her eyes closed.
Chloe loved the way Derek's finger moved, slowly at first and gradually building up speed. Once he found a rhythm that send Chloe's hips thrusting towards his fingers, Derek returned focus on her nipples. He bit the soft flesh then licked it. His lips moved to the side of her breast, moving upwards. He licked the skin on her shoulder that was exposed.
Chloe bit back a moan as Derek's fingers moved faster. Her body was starting to shake and he took her earlobe between his teeth. "Are you ready to come for me?"
"Soon," she whispered, afraid to let her voice get any louder. The pressure was so tight in her stomach, heat radiating towards her toes.
"Do you want to come now, or do you want me inside of you?"
Groaning, Chloe grounded her hips into the couch. "Inside," she gasped, as Derek changed the pressure on her clit. She reached out to unbuckle his pants and Derek kissed her hard as her hands deftly undid the button.
"I want you to roll your nipples," he said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. He got up from the couch and made quick work of getting naked. Chloe removed her shirt and open bra, settling back down on the couch to do as Derek asked.
He moved himself between her legs. "I need to taste you first." Derek leaned down and licked her slit. Holding her thighs, his mouth attached itself to her clit, sucking on it for a moment before resuming using his tongue. Derek's moan nearly made Chloe orgasm.
Her head was swimming by the time Derek kissed his way back up her body. He stopped to suck on her stomach, knowing he was leaving a mark. Another stop was made to lick both her nipples. A bite was placed on her neck before lips crashed. Chloe groaned as she tasted herself.
Derek rubbed himself against her, Chloe's hips rising up to mirror his movement. As if some silent agreement had been made, he plunged into her. Chloe bit his arm to stay quiet and she felt his body shudder in response. "Bite me again," he gasped.
This time, the bite was on his other arm and Derek's body surged back and he thrust forward again. Grabbing Chloe's arms, he put them over her head and pumped into her with increasing speed. She writhed under his body, trying to create the friction she so desperately needed.
"Derek," she moaned softly, "I need…"
Without even having to finish the sentence, Derek adjusted them so his hand could sneak between their bodies. He slowed, his fingers playing her clit until her body tensed and then began to shake. Chloe bit her lip, her back arching. Her fingers dug into his sides and in her orgasmic haze heard his groan. As the pulses started to fade, Derek resumed his thrusting.
A change in position resulted in Chloe coming apart all over again and it was the push Derek needed to go over the edge as well. He placed his face in the crook of his lover's neck as he came down, his arms no longer able to support him.
Afraid of crushing Chloe, he rolled them over so that she was on top. "Two, almost in a row. Gotta say, we're getting good at this," she said, grinning.
"Told you practice would make perfect."
"Maybe I was just really in need of some."
He scoffed. "Am I not doing a good enough job at satisfying you? Cause you've never complained before."
Chloe laughed and kissed him. "Your fingers are like magic. I'll never get enough of you."
He cupped her ass. "You flatterer."
"And what about you? Are you satisfied?" Her voice got small, and Derek frowned.
He placed his hand on her chin and made sure she was looking at him. "You fulfill me in ways that I never thought possible." His lips brushed her nose.
She smiled at him, leaning forward so that they shared a soft kiss.
"Now as much as I love the amount of naked we are right now, we aren't alone in this house. Think it's time to cover up this spectacular ass of yours." Chloe laughed and moved to get up. He sat up, but stopped her from getting out of his lap. His arm snaked around her waist and he leaned his head against hers. "I meant what I said. I love you and nothing's going to change that."
She looked up at him. "Good. I don't want anything to change between us either."
They sat in silence for a moment, her back warmed by his chest, his breathing the only thing Chloe was focused on.
"Let's get you dressed," Derek finally said. "I can't drive you home if you're still naked."