Less than Lovers, More than Friends

Breakfast

I look at him. I'm scared to death. He's here. He's here and we said things and now things will happen. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say or do. I'm terrified. Derek is standing here in front of me. I wonder if he has expectations. I wonder what he thinks will happen. I'm so afraid that I won't measure up to him. What if I fail miserably in his book. I just want to be happy. That is all I ever wanted.

"Um..." I say in a shaky voice. "Rock the house?" I ask, as if I don't know. Of course rock the house means ground shaking, wall pounding sex. This means he is going to rip me in two.

"Yes, rock the house." He repeats as he looks into my eyes. I swear he is trying to laugh, just knowing he is being so serious. He knows I laugh at inappropriate times and now is one of those times. "Feel me, baby." He says as he grabs my hand and runs it down to his jeans. I can feel his hard cock pressing against the fabric. "That is because of you..."

"Oh God!" I groan as I feel it, my own juices beginning to stir inside of me and run out. "Just...let's fuck." I tell him as I let him pull me along through the house. He has never been in my house but he seems to know where he is going.

"Oh god, Mer... I can already feel that tight pussy of yours around me." He moans as he pulls me into my room. I don't even realize that this is my room. We should be going to the guest room. I don't fuck in my room, I sleep in my room. "Strip." He demands as he pulls his clothes off, making his way around the other side of the bed.

"Okay." I say almost in a state of shock as I pull my shirt over my head and toss it to the wing chair in the corner. I can't take it as I look at his erect cock with it's velvety head standing ready for me. I feel my cream begin to drizzle over my damp landing strip. I have to think, if there was no hair, it would definitely be running down my leg. "Wow..." I mutter as I look at him standing on the other side of the bed.

"You look so sexy." He says as he plops on the bed. He reaches over and pulls me down with him. I let a faint smile creep across my lips as I roll onto my back and spread my legs for him. I rub my leg seductively up and down his own hairy leg. "That's right, lay it open for me. Let my cock taste your sweet little pussy." He tells me as he runs his finger over my slit. "Oh yeah, you sure are wet for me."

"I'm always wet for you, Derek. All I have to do is think about that cock and I am so wet for you." I tell him with a faint giggle. I watch as Derek places himself in front of me. "Scoot up." He says as he looks into my eyes. I nod my head and scoot towards him, wrapping my legs loosely around him as I anticipate it.

"Oh!" I pant as I feel him slide his cock inside me. My fluid lets it slide it with ease.

"Oh yeah! This pussy is perfect." He agrees with a nod as he pulls himself in and out, a foolish grin on his face. I smile back at him, basking in the perfectness of the moment. "You are so fucking tight."

"Mmm...Oh yeah... Right there." I mutter as my eyes roll back in my head, his cock tasting my folds as he runs in and out.

"Fuck, Mer... You are wet!" He says loudly. I close my eyes tight. He is right, I can hear the sloshing as he pulls in and goes out, stabbing me with his huge hard member. I was so ready for him. I feel the tickle of my warm juices running down my ass cheek. "It's nice..." He tells me as he picks up his pace. "Oh yeah. Fuck yeah." He groans as he buries his face in my neck and pounds me. I feel his hot breath on my neck, his teeth occasionally scraping me as he turns animalistic.

"Oh! Oh! Derek. Oh God, Derek. Oh yes! Harder... Oh yeah..." I pant as my body is wracked with the force from his pushing into me. I hear my bed rocking hard back and forth. "I'm close...I'm close." I get out as my eyes roll back. I feel his cock twitch hard as he pulsates inside of me.