Page 134 of Silver Fire

“Yes.”

“I could throttle you,” he muttered. Sophie knew what had happened with Justin Bishop still ate at Derek, and it probably would for a while.

“I’ll never get tired of you, Sophie,” Derek whispered, finally letting her body slide down his. “You own me. Haven’t you figured that out yet?”

“Is this the part where I say, you own me too?” Sophie couldn’t help teasing him.Uh-Oh. Derek’s eyes blazed with possessive intent.Here we go.And she got tossed over her man’s shoulder.

“Derek! Put me down!”

He swatted her ass, making her hiss at the sting. “You need a reminder, baby.”

She felt a quiver of anticipation between her legs. Damn.

They did not makeit to a bed.

They made it to the entrance of the house where they fell into the foyer. Derek was on top of her, unzipping her leather jacket, tugging her boots off, yanking her jeans and panties off her.

“Fuck, too many clothes on,” Derek muttered as he took off his own jacket.

“Uh, you’re the one who insisted on taking the Harley,” Sophie reminded him. They had gone back to the condo to pack an overnighter…or two. His mouth shut her up in a most decisive way, his tongue plunging so deeply, hard and hot, it felt like a brand marking her as his. He tore his lips away and grunted, “Need you, need to taste you so fucking bad.” The urgency of his tone caused her sex to convulse as he threw her legs over his shoulder and buried his face between her legs. Oh god. His tongue, that damned talented tongue of his burrowing into her, his nose grinding against her clit in a double assault. Sophie shamelessly pumped her hips into his face even as her hands dug into his hair to desperately keep him there.

“I’m close,” She gasped and shivered when he groaned, the vibration catapulting her over into raw ecstasy. He licked her harder, swallowing more of her. “Derek, Derek…love you…god baby…Derek,” she said over and over.

Suddenly her body left the floor and her back slammed against the door as he was surging up inside her. He thrust in fast and deep. Her limbs wrapped around him helplessly for purchase. “Fuck …you feel so good…fuck, Angel…” For a few moments, they stared at each each, Derek’s eyes had darkened into orbs of heated passion so intense, she felt them burning into her as he pistoned inside her. He then shoved his face in the curve of her neck as he fucked her harder. Sophie felt another orgasm building inside her, but Derek was keeping her on the brink.

“Derek, please, let me come…”

Suddenly her back was off the door as he carried her further into the house before lowering her on a hard surface. A table? He pushed her legs wide open as he plunged back inside her.

“Hang on, tight, baby,” he growled. “Fucking you harder.”

* * *

Derek couldn’t getinside her enough. He wanted to be buried so deep that he became a part of her. Deep. Embedded. His.

“Fuck you so hard, baby.” His voice had become ragged. “You can’t get me out of your skin even if you tried.”

“Derek, make me come, baby, please.”

God she looked so beautiful. He loved watching her come apart with him inside her. He drove in deeper, faster, harder. Their bodies had since acquired a sheen of sweat as their bodies merged, and their breaths mingled. He lowered his hand between them and gave her what she wanted. She exploded, convulsing so hard she bucked, writhed and arched beneath him.

“Fuck!” His curse faltering as her sex clamped tightly around him, making it impossible for him to hold out any longer. His cock grew rock solid—a little more—he thrust deeper, but Sophie continued her tight grip on him. With his climax radiating from his spine, he shoved his face in her neck and bit her; his shattering release made him shudder and collapse on her, pressing her into the hard surface of the table.

He tried to push off, but his limbs wouldn’t budge from post-coital paralysis. She consumed him. Completely.

They stayed that way for a minute, him inside her, their sweaty bodies pressed together, their breathing hot and thick.

“Derek?”

“Yes, baby?”

“I think my butt has fallen asleep.”

Derek burst out laughing. His poor Angel with her cute little ass. He brushed her lips gently before knifing up. He swept her in his arms and carried her to the bedroom.

* * *

They finally madeit to the bed. He cleaned her up and was all ready for another round, but her phone rang and she had to answer the damned thing.