Sarah wanted to touch him, but between the fabric holding her elbows against her body and Derrick's legs straddled over the tops of her thighs, she didn't have much wiggle room. Instead she made anxious, whimpering noises as she wriggled underneath him, feeling on fire from the way his hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently and occasionally running a finger over one of her nipples, teasing her wonderfully as he rubbed across the erect little buds. Her hips moved automatically, trying to reach him, as the need in her loins throbbed. Derrick pinched each of her nipples between two fingers, rubbing back and forth on either side and she shuddered as she cried out with sexual frustration from the heavy teasing.
When he pulled back from the kiss she was flushed and panting, her body straining for him. She looked beautiful.
"If you keep that up, I'm never going to forgive you," she threatened.
"Oh dear," he murmured, pinching her little pink nipples more tightly so that her back arched, thrusting her breasts upwards at him as she gasped. "Well I suppose I'll have to change my tactics."
And with that he released her breasts. Sarah almost moaned in disappointment, but then he started unbuttoning his shirt. It was maddening not being able to touch him, but she could deny that she loved watching him strip for her, slowly baring the hard muscles of his chest and the ridges of his stomach. The dark shine of his skin in the light made her mouth go dry with desire as he pulled his shirt off, revealing his broad shoulders, tapered waist and bulging arm muscles.
The hot lust in her eyes was enough to make his dick pulse behind the zipper of his pants. In less than a minute he had his pants off, kicking them free and was tugging her robe and nightie off of her, pulling it down her body and over her legs, revealing her to him one splendid inch at a time. Her nipples and pussy were dark pink and swollen, her pale curves looked lovely against the dark fabric of her sheets, and the apex of her thighs was wet and glistening. Derrick pushed her legs apart with his hands on her knees, kissing up her thighs as Sarah writhed and clutched at the sheets beneath her. Sliding his hands up her legs, he admired the darkness of his skin against her pink folds as he used his thumbs to pull her lips apart.
Sarah blushed, feeling embarrassed. No one had ever examined her so minutely before. Derrick's hot breath flowed across her most sensitive areas and her legs involuntarily flexed. Her nipples were throbbing and her pussy felt swollen with need. She moaned as he began to flick his tongue across her flesh, drawing small designs with the tip and making her hips buck as he teased her mercilessly. A hot swipe of tongue across her anus made her moan as that small bundle of nerves sizzled to life, setting her entire lower body on fire.
"Derrick!" she cried out as his tongue swept up her center, circling around her clit. His hands were cupping her buttocks, squeezing the soft flesh and holding her lower body up for his marauding mouth. There was a small movement and then she felt his thumb rubbing over the outside of her anus, teasing the crinkled rosebud as he lapped at her slit.
When he sucked her clit into his mouth she fairly screamed her orgasm. Each tug of his suckling mouth sent her on another wave of ecstasy as she writhed against his lips, the sensation of his thumb rubbing against her tiny asshole only increasing the heady pleasure. As the waves began to recede and her moans decreased to satisfied sighs, Derrick began kissing his way back up her body, letting his mouth linger over the soft curves of her stomach, the swell of her breasts, and her slowly flattening nipples. As he laved his tongue over her sensitive buds they sparked to life again, pressing upwards as if to tempt him to more stimulation.
Something hard and insistent pressed against her inner thigh and Sarah moaned, moving her leg a little to rub the soft head of his cock, enjoying the answering shudder that rippled through his body. A small smile played on her lips. He wasn't the only one who could tease! Stroking her hands over his back, she reached down as far as she could and then turned her nails on him, dragging them up his skin just hard enough to be felt. Derrick surged forward with a groan, his dark body covering hers, her pale limbs wrapping around him as his lips crushed hers, his tongue forcing her mouth open to receive him. The head of his cock rubbed against the wet folds of her pussy, lubricating its tip, and then he was pushing into her, wild with need.
Feeling her own wildness, Sarah dug her nails into his shoulders, thrusting her hips upwards to meet his hard stroke. She cried out as her body was stretched open, her insides pulsing against the wide intruder. It felt so good it was almost painful. When his groin pressed against the apex of her thighs he shuddered on top of her, feeling the wet, warmth of her body squeezing him tightly. He wished he could stay there forever. That kind of thinking was foreign to him, but it was true. Sarah felt made for him, her soft passionate cries as he buried himself inside of her, the sweet way she held him, the wanton way she scratched his back... he thrust hard into her pink hole, enjoying the way her wet flesh rippled around him.
Sarah tilted her head upwards, looking down the length of their bodies so that she could see the muscular, sexy V of Derrick's pelvis as it thrust against her, his black cock shiny with the juices of her body as it moved back and forth inside of her. He looked impossibly huge, the thick girth and the long length of him as he pulled away. She didn't know how he could possibly fit in her body, but he did just barely. Curving even further, Sarah got her lips around one of his nipples and she sucked hard, making Derrick's thrusting even harder and faster as the sensation went straight to his groin.
His right hand pulled her left leg up onto his shoulder and then she felt his hand gripping her ass, curving over the cheek. Juices had trickled down into her crack and she felt his fingers rub through the wetness. It wasn't until his forefinger was pressing against her anus that she realized his intention behind the lubrication. She released his nipple from her lips just as his finger plunged into her tightest hole, made even tighter by the huge dick that was filling her pussy. Sarah cried out wordlessly, writhing with insane ecstasy at the forbidden sensation. Full, she felt so incredibly full of fire and heat, molten bliss that was pooling in her core and swirling with tension.
When his finger pumped back and forth it felt like everything inside of her tightened down, increasing the friction, the burning pleasure, and the intense fullness. Sarah could feel her orgasm coiling, heavy in her stomach, deeper inside of her than she'd ever experienced. It was almost frightening in its intensity, and it kept building and building and building...
Sarah's ass was tight around his finger, pulsing madly as he stroked her, rubbed her inside and out. Having her leg on his shoulder opened her in new ways, allowing him to drag the head of his dick over her g-spot with almost every thrust. Normally he would have slowed down, let the pleasure build for her even more, but he could tell that she was doing it herself, trying to hold off her orgasm. Naturally that just created a challenge for him. Every time he buried himself full inside of her he began to do a small bump and grind against her body with his hips, rubbing her swollen clit with his pubic bone in a circular motion, making his dick bounce inside of her. Her anus greedily sucked at his finger every time he did that and Sarah's nails dug into his shoulders with abandon. That might hurt tomorrow but right now it felt fucking fantastic.
She was coming apart beneath him, shattering to pieces as he picked up the pace. Cries of ecstasy began to spill from her lips, sounding almost panicked, out of control with the pleasure that he was bringing her to. Her pussy spasmed uncontrollably, fluttering around him, sucking at him, as her ass clenched hard enough that it felt like she was going to cut off the circulation to his finger.
It was the most intense climax of her life. The fullness of her body sent multiple explosions surging, like fireworks going off from various locations and blending together into a symphony of light and noise, heat and beauty. Sarah's entire body curled backwards, pressing her against him, her nipples rubbing against his chest and only sending her surging further forward into mindless rapture. Inside of her Derrick swelled and lengthened, pulsing against her shuddering walls as hot fluid gushed forth, his low groans of orgasm in sweet counterpoint to her higher cries and gasps.
Derrick's thrusts slowed and gentled, slowly stroking them down, until his hips were barely moving. With a small sigh he settled on top of her, burying his face in her soft hair and cradling her against him. Small lips pressed against his shoulder, licking the salt from his skin.
Smiling, he pulled away enough to see Sarah's flushed face, lazy with satisfied pleasure, her swollen lips curved in a smile. That was a look he liked seeing. In fact, he could get used to seeing that look every day for the rest of his life.
"Would it be too soon for me to say that I could see doing this with you for a very, very long time?" he asked. Putting himself out there was scary, but he'd realized today that his feelings for her went pretty deep. Worrying that he might lose her because of how he'd handled Vincent's investigation and let the asshole get away had shown him just how much he wanted to keep her. To his delight, Sarah flushed even further, opening her eyes wide with wonder and joy. Then she got a small, mischievous smile on her face.
"Just this?" she asked, looking completely innocent as she bumped her hips up and flexed her inner muscles around his slowly softening dick. Which, of course, made it jerk right back to attention.
"If you keep that up then we're going to be doing it again real soon," he growled at her. In fact, even if she didn't. He just liked being inside her too damned much. Softening his tone he added, "But I meant the nights together, mornings together, working together, dinners together, whole nine yards thing."
"Oh," Sarah said. While she'd been making the joke to tease, she'd also been doing it because she hadn't wanted to get her hopes up or make him think that she had too many expectations. The fact that he felt as much for her as she did for him was almost mind-boggling as a revelation. Tears sparked in her eyes as she nodded, twining her arms around his neck. "I'd love to go the whole nine yards with you."
"Thank God," he said, winking down at her, before smothering her with another kiss.
**********
One Year Later:
Gloria stood in the center of Polenta, looking gorgeous in a black dress that highlighted her bright red hair, with a wine glass in one hand and a microphone in the other, eyes sparkling merrily.
"I've known Sarah for eleven years now, she's practically a second mother to me - when I'm not turning the tables on her, that is." The entire room laughed, acknowledging Gloria's well-known habit of acting like a mother hen, no matter the age difference between her and the other person. "I have to say that in all that time, I have never seen her so happy as she has been in the past year. She is the best owner we've ever had because she truly cares about every single person who works here. I'm so overjoyed to see that she has found someone who cares about her in the same way that she cares about everyone else. Derrick, I would love to make dire threats about all the awful things that I would do to you if you ever hurt this wonderful woman," everyone laughed again as Derrick pretended to look terrified under Gloria's mock - threatening glare, "but anyone who has seen the two of you over the past year can bear witness to the fact that you don't need a single one of those threats. Thank you so much for taking care of our Sarah."
Everyone cheered and raised their glasses, whether it was wine, champagne, beer, a mixed drink or - in Sarah's case - sparkling cider.
"It's a good thing she's not making threats," Derrick whispered as he brought Sarah's hand to his mouth to kiss. "She had me shaking in my boots."
Sarah rolled her eyes, although she wasn't able to keep the silly grin off of her face. "Oh yeah, because Gloria's about as threatening to you as a kitten attacking a Great Dane."
Derrick chuckled, snaking his arm around her and pressing his hand against her stomach as he pulled her in for a kiss. The happiness that rushed through Sarah was overwhelming. Who knew that one year could make such an incredible difference in her life. She was on top of the world. Even though Vincent hadn't been caught yet, she found that she truly didn't care. He had no effect on her life. Polenta was more successful than ever under her, Derrick, Patricia and Lloyd's management, so much so that they were thinking of opening a second location sometime soon. That location would run by Patricia and Lloyd, because Sarah wouldn't have as much time to put forth with a new restaurant, not with the baby on the way. Derrick's hand rubbed against her tummy, even though she wasn't really showing yet, and she knew that he was having similar thoughts as well.
"Are you sure we have to wait till tomorrow to announce?" he asked, caressing her stomach. "I'm pretty sure some people have already guessed.
Sarah glared at him. "And who's fault is that?"
"You're so cute when you're angry," he said, deflecting her and dazzling her with another one of those gorgeous grins, white teeth flashing in his dark face. Sarah sighed, knowing already that she wasn't going to be able to stay mad at him just because he'd nearly pitched a fit when Gloria had handed Sarah a glass of white wine earlier and replaced it very obviously with the cider. And the way he kept touching her stomach. She was pretty sure that the majority of the conversations going on around them had to do with speculation about whether or not she was pregnant. Derrick's mother was practically quivering in her seat with excitement, continuously shooting ecstatic smiles at them.
Well everyone would just have to wait until after the ceremony for the official announcement tomorrow. Sarah smiled at her soon-to-be husband.
"Have I mentioned lately how much I love you?"
"Yeah, but I never get tired of hearing it." And he pulled her in for another long, sweet kiss, so wrapped up in each other that they were completely oblivious to the cheers around them.
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