I have nothing to do. The truth is, I want to fuck. I want to fuck in the worst way. I want to do Derek hard. I want it fast. I want him to flood me with pain, and then cover it all with pure pleasure. As I lay back on my sofa, I think about how I have royally screwed myself. I left when I could have gotten more from him. I totally screwed myself and now I am pouting.
I was mad. I wasn't mad that we got caught. Hell, getting caught wasn't bad when it happened. And I was only embarrassed for a second as we got escorted out. No, the problem is, Derek will go home. He will go home and do this with someone else and it will be no big deal. And I will be stuck here. I will be stuck in the town of boredom. I will be left out of the fuck circle. And whoever takes my place, they will be having a damn good time.
I look up at the clock. I could go over there. I could see what is going on and possibly get some countdown action. I shrug as I pull myself to my feet. I will do it. I will get my action. I need to get while the getting is good. I need to get some. I need to play with the pole. Take a lick of the stick. I want Derek to give me the light saber so deep that my eyes light up. I need the force. I want to do all of those things.
I stick my key in the door. Now I have to play the nonchalant role. I want him to think that I kicked him out of my car and that was it. No big deal. I never even thought about it. I didn't think about him, I thought about it. He is the only man that can give me waves of orgasms one on top of the other. He is the man that can suck the life out of me in just a few minutes. He is that man. The goody good fuck.
"Hey..." I mutter as I walk into the house. Everyone looks up at me except Derek and Mark. Derek and Mark aren't even around.
"Oh... We didn't know you were coming. We were just getting ready to go to the mall. Would you like to come with us?" My grandma asks with a hopeful smile. She just wants me to drive her. That is all that is.
"Uh... Yeah. I guess." I respond with a shrug. There is never a time when I'm not ready to put the tap in my grandmother and drain her dry. After all, she does owe me. And she definitely loves me best. Hell yes, I want to go. I want to get whatever I can, while the getting is good.
"Good." Grandma says with a big smile as she gathers her purse up.
"I'm glad I will finally get to spend some time with you." My aunt says with a smile as she grabs her own purse and coat. My aunt is dork supreme. She is the one that wears flats and fitted jeans. She has no fashion sense whatsoever. It is actually pretty tragic. I mean, I may not wear the best stuff, but I do know what I should be wearing. She is just clueless.
"Oh joyous..." I mutter as I shake my head and walk away. Yeah, this stuff gets me so excited I am ready to pee my pants. Strike that. I mean so freaking ridiculous that I want to puke my guts out, eat it and then puke again. That was what I meant to say the whole time.
Okay... I know I will get flamed here, but women cannot drive. There are a few that can. There are a handful that possess the skill. But there are not many. I mean holy shit. Where did they learn? These people get in their big suvs and just go. I can't stand it. You either have the pushy ones in their big people movers. Or you get the white knuckles that are crawling down the road and begging to survive. I come from a long line of bad drivers. But me, I kick ass in a big way. That is the one thing I can do. I can drive. So go ahead and tell yourself you are in the handful of good ones. I won't tell anyone I saw you making the sign of the cross and you hit a dangerous forty five miles an hour. Or that you cut me off and I nearly kicked your ass. Only I am allowed to do that! And now the men... They think they have won some major prize because they possess the skills. Nonetheless, we possess much better and meaningful skills than they do. Not to mention the whole multiple orgasm thing... What now, sucker?

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Less than Lovers, More than Friends
FanfictieMeredith is a dark and twisty girl who may have an insatiable need for sex. When she meets Derek, the pairing only seems natural. Sex with no strings can work, right? But what happens if feelings get involved? ❗️Disclaimer❗️ I didn't write this stor...