merder mafia leader in love

chapter 94

I watch derek as he stares at the ceiling, his hand on his bare chest as he tries to catch his breath after the blow job I gave him.

"You're still mad at me!" I sit up. I put his shirt over my naked body. He groans. "I'm not fucking mad at you!" He yells.

"Oh, the yelling really helps.. thanks" I smile sarcastically. He scoffs, standing up. He puts on his pyjama bottoms, staying shirtless.

He walks over to me. "I'm not angry" he says. "You are.. I'm really sorry, I am.. I'm so sorry for what I did yesterday.. I hurt you and I didn't mean to hurt your feelings" I say. He rolls his eyes.

"But if you're mad then tell me.. don't hide it and act all grumpy" I say. "I'm not fucking mad" he says through gritted teeth. I groan, frustrated.

"That's it.. I've tried everything.. I've talked to you, shouted at you, said sorry, hugged you, sucked your fucking dick.. if you're gonna be mad, be mad.. but I'm going" I grab some of my clothes, going into the bathroom. I get changed.

I walk out of the bathroom and start grabbing my stuff. "Mer, don't" he says. "You're being an asshole!" I say. "I didn't do anything! You just exploded at me!" He exclaims.

"You're just laid there doing nothing! You won't talk to me!" I yell. "You just gave me a blow job.. what do you want me to do.. Congratulate you?" He asks sarcastically.

I glare at him. "I was going to go down on you after, but forget it" he walks to the bed. I chew the inside of my lip, thinking.

"Y-you were?" I ask. "Obviously!" He says. "I'm still going" I grab my bag slowly.

"Fine" he says. I walk to the elevator and press the button. "No, wait.. mer, wait" he walks over to me. I don't look at him as he puts his hands on my waist. "I'm sorry.. don't go" he says.

"I was mad, you're right.. I'm really sorry" he whispers, leaning down. He kisses the top of my ear softly, then my head. The elevator doors open.

"What are you doing baby? Staying or going?" He whispers. "You forgive me?" I ask. "Yes" he says. "Do you forgive me?" He asks. I turn around, hugging him tight. He smiles, picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist.

"I do like it when you play fight with me.. its funny.. I was just in a bad mood yesterday" I say. "I'm sorry if I'm rough sometimes, you're just cute and it's hard to not want to.. bite you" he says, making me laugh.

"I want to bite you too!" I exclaim. "Really?" He chuckles. "Yeah, sometimes you're just sat there and I have the urge to bite your arm" I say. He laughs. "And most of the time you do" he glares at me playfully. I giggle.

"I have no self control" I shrug. "No shit" He chuckles softly. I giggle. I growl playfully, biting his neck. He laughs. I giggle against his skin, wriggling in his arms as he tickles my stomach playfully.

"Okay, get off of me now" his mood changes completely. I scream as he pushes me off of him, onto the bed. "Derek!" I glare at him. He grins. I giggle, kicking him.

I scream as he grabs my foot, tickling it playfully. "Stop! Stopppp!" I wriggle on the bed, trying to pull my leg away. He laughs.

I squeal, closing my eyes as he jumps ontop of me, careful not to put any of his weight on me, his arms either side of my head.

"Open your eyes babbyyy" he says playfully. I giggle, opening my eyes. He kisses my cheek softly. I smile. He kisses my other cheek, nose, chin, forehead and then finally my lips.

"How do you go from being so mean and angry to the cutest thing in the whole entire world?" I put my hands on his cheeks. He glares at me. I grin.

"I'm gonna get nipple piercings" I say. He gasps. I giggle. "What?" I ask. "Painful" he cringes. I chuckle. "You big wimp" I grin. "I'm just worried about my fiancé" he rolls his eyes.

"How am I supposed to suck on them if there's a metal bar in the way?" He says. "Good point" I say.

"No, actually.. I want a tramp stamp" I say. "You already have a tattoo" he says. "Mhm.. your initial" I grin. He smiles. "I'm gonna get it covered up" I say. He frowns. "Why?" He asks sadly. "I'm just teasing baby" I chuckle softly. "Oh" he says.

"You got so sad" I pout, putting my hands on his cheeks. "I love your tattoo" he says. I smile. "Everyone will know I belong to you" I wrap my arms around his neck. "Exactly" He grins, kissing me softly.

"And everyone will know that you belong to.. me-re-di-th" I run my finger along his tattoo. He chuckles softly, nodding. I put my hands on his cheeks, kissing him.