The First Time

10.

Meredith lay in bed for a few minutes after Derek had left for the bathroom and she couldn't help but smile. Her body was still in some strange lethargic state that she wasn't used to and sure they hadn't done the deed, but Derek had said that he would do it. 'It' would happen. And he was in her shower. He knew that she was a virgin and he hadn't run away. He also hadn't just gone ahead and fucked her like a lot of guys would have in the same situation. In fact, he'd been more than gallant and said that they were going to spend a lot of time together. Get to know one another. She felt so happy. She couldn't wait.

She listened to the sound of the shower curtain being pulled across and she knew that Derek must now be under the cold water and she felt bad for the state that she'd left him in. Right now he was probably sorting out his own 'problem', one that she'd caused and one thing she knew for sure ... she wanted to help him. She wasn't exactly sure how she could best do that ... but she figured that maybe he'd be able to tell her and so she made her way to the bathroom and peaked around the shower curtain. Derek had his back to her and she couldn't help but admire every single part of him. He was perfect. The water running over him only served to increase his attraction. He turned around still with his head under the spray and his eyes firmly closed and Meredith's interest became even more intense. She wanted to run her hands over him again. She wanted to explore his body. She couldn't help but focus on that part of him that she'd been responsible for getting into such a state. She was itching to touch him but afraid to do so at the same time when he said.

"Enjoying the view?" and she jumped. She hadn't realized that he'd moved his head out of the stream of water and opened his eyes.

She nodded. "Can I come in?" she asked.

Derek smiled playfully. "It's your shower. You can do whatever you like." He informed her.

Meredith stepped into the bath and moved towards the end where Derek stood under the stream of water and into his arms. He lowered the showerhead so it streamed down their backs, away from their faces so they could kiss without spluttering or drowning. She could feel his hardness pressing firmly against her stomach and she pushed herself into him. He groaned and pulled away slightly.

Okay, maybe this hadn't been the best idea Derek thought. He was supposed to be taking this slow, he was in the shower to try and cool down but Meredith's nakedness was driving him crazy again and it ignited the previous spark he'd felt.

Damn.

"You're not helping matters Meredith." He said. "I'm trying very hard to be a gentleman here."

"Maybe I don't want you to be one." Meredith replied.

Derek grinned at her.

"Maybe I could help out?" She looked pointedly at his very obvious erection. "But I'm not really sure how?"

Derek swallowed thickly and said. "Feel free to do whatever you feel comfortable with."

Again he was being so unlike she imagined. He wasn't pleading with her like boys had done in the past, he was letting her decide what she felt comfortable with and it was so refreshing. He was letting her explore at her own pace.

Meredith bit her lip and reached a tentative hand between them. She could do this. There was no doubt that she wanted to do this. She wrapped a hand around him and slowly moved it up and down his length. The skin felt so warm to the touch in direct contrast to the cool water that rained down on them. She listened as he gave her hints as to what he liked. He wanted her to be firmer with her grip. No she wasn't going to hurt him. He let her know what felt good very vocally and it made her heart sing to know that she was making him feel that way.

Derek kissed her deeply as he pushed himself into her fist. Her almost hesitant fawnlike ministrations were such a turn on. Most girls he'd been with were very practiced in the skills of making a man feel good but Meredith was taking him to previously unknown heights. It was refreshing to be with someone who almost appeared pure and the thrill of being with someone who wanted to learn about pleasuring was a first. He whispered into her ear that she could dictate the pace.