This one is for you

CHAPTER 53

Meredith's POV.

I walked further into the jet, absolutely amazed by my surroundings. Obviously, I've never been on a private jet before, hell, I've never even been on the business class before. The chairs were enormous, enough for two people to sit, and had nice beige coloured leather covers. There was a small table in front of each seat, and there were other seats that were arranged like a sofa at the back. There was this soft lighting in the place, not too sharp, and not too dark, just perfect. I turned around in a full circle, a large grin plastered on my face. Derek was leaning against the wall as he watched me with a soft smile on his face.

"Impressed?" He said, with a bit of a cockiness in his voice, but I was too happy to have a comeback.

"Thrilled." I smiled up at him and gave him a peck on his lips.

"Ready to go, boss?" The captain came out and asked.

"Sure." Dere led me to sit in one of the large leather seats. And since it was big enough, he was able to wrap his arm around me for us to snuggle.

I leaned into his chest as I felt the jet began to move. "How many seats do you have here?"

"About twenty." He said casually, like he was talking about his day at work.

I giggled in his arms and looked out the window as we glide up into the air. "What else do you have here?"

"Oh not much, just a theatre room, a bar, a full bathroom, an office, and my favorite....a bedroom with a king size bed." He said, the last part whispered in my ears.

"Oh, really?" I said, raising my eyebrow as I played along with his game.

"Mmmhmm...would you like a tour?" He continued, his voice smooth and seductive.

"I would love to!" I said with excitement in my voice, and Derek smirked amusingly at me. "After we land, of course."

His jaw must've dropped through the floor and out into the air. "What? That defeats the whole purpose of the tour!"

"Exactly." I said. Now it was my turn to smirk as I nod my head at him approvingly.

"Mere...you promised!" He began to pout, looking at me like I just killed his cat.

"I never make a promise I can't keep." I said with a smile, which only made him look more confused.

"Huh?"

"You know when I was talking on the phone with Mark?" I asked, and he nodded.

"I told him I have a plan to cure your love to procrastinate your work." I continued as I moved to sit on his lap, wiggling my butt on his hips suggestively.

"What does this have to do with sex?" He asked, clearly not getting the hint.

"It means that when we go to Europe, until I see that you've got some work done...there would be no sex." I finished with a triumphant grin on my face as his face fell and buried his head in between my breasts.

"Do you have to do that?" He said, his eyes pleading with me.

"Unless you can come up with a better plan so that you'll actually do some work."

I thought he was going to whine and kick like a five year old, but he didn't. He was looking out at the window. When he turned around to look at me again, his face was no longer depressed, in fact, he had a dirty grin on his face.

"You said when we go to Europe, right?" He asked, and I nodded.

"Well, look out the window, baby...do you see the land?" He said, pointing it out to me. Damnit! This plan was suppose to be bullet proof!

"Why don't we get the tour started?" He asked, his voice filled with suggestions.

"Fine, you win...but we are stopping when we reach Europe!" I said, getting up, feeling defeated.

"Don't look so sad, Mere...it's not like you can actually stop when we reach Europe." He laughed, pulling me toward a door, where it led to the bedroom.

"You are so full of yourself, huh?" I asked, standing between him and the bed, my hands on my hips.

"I know my jeans is filled."

He pushed me backwards so that I fell onto the bed and crawled on top of me. He leaned down and captured my lips with his, tracing my bottom lips with his tongue. He worked slowly, pulling up a little, making me lean my head up. I opened my mouth in a moan, when he slide his tongue in, fighting with my tongue for control. Our kiss became more heated and his hands ran down my body expertly, while I weaved my hands through his hair pulling at the curls on the back of his neck. His hand came up and held my head in place as he began to assault my neck with kisses, nibbling a little on my collarbone. His hands moved up my body, sliding my shirt up in the process, stopping when he reached my black lacy bra. He cupped them through my bra, kissing down the canyon in between. I lifted my hand above my head, and he quickly took the shirt off of me. He began to place hot wet kisses down my abdomen, while his hand unzipped my jeans. I lift myself up a little and he quickly pulled them off, and came back again.

He kissed down my stomach and onto my panties, I could feel his hot breath through the thin material. I twisted my leg on the bed as he kissed my dampness through the fabric. I hooked my fingers on either side of the panties and pushed them off of me, giving him more access. He quickly added that to the pile of clothing on the floor as well. He came up to my face again and his deft fingers unclasped my bra and threw them to the side as I began to unbutton his shirt. He quickly pulled my hands away and took the shirt off himself. He towered over me, looking at my nudeness underneath him.

I saw him smile an appreciative grin and called out, "Derek..." I couldn't wait to feel his touch on my skin again. When he kissed my neck again, it was lingering and passionate, making me gasp out in pleasure. I cupped his face in my hand, afraid that I will lose it if he continued.

"Make love to me, Derek..." I whispered and pulled his lips down to mine. We kissed hungrily, trying to get as much out of each other as possible. I slide my hand down his back, grazing his spine with my nails, making him moan in my mouth. I began to work on his jeans, but he pulled up and hurriedly discarded them along with his boxers onto the floor.

He grabbed my legs and I quickly wrapped them around his waist, tightening them as he lowered himself into me. His thrusts were hard and deep, making me moan with each move. His movements became faster and I threw my head back into the bed, screaming with pleasure. He quickly leaned forward and began to suck on the spot on my neck where he can feel my heartbeat. I always lose control when he does that, and this time was no exception.

When he began to kiss my breast, I pushed him by the shoulders so that I was on top. I lowered myself on top of him again, slowly, making him groan deeply. I quickly accelerated my pace, slamming down my hips each time. He bucked back with equal force. My breath was coming in short pants as I leaned back, feeling the orgasm about to run through my body.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of strong, muscular hands on my hips, forcing me down harder, and I could feel Derek's mouth tugging on my nipple, making me scream from the surprise and the pain.

"Oh God...Derek...fuck me..." I moaned, flunging my head back, my hair slapping across my back. He pulled me down harder and faster as I felt my orgasm took over me, making me scream and shake on top of me. He continued to thrust throughout my ecstasy and pretty soon, I heard him grunt loudly as he released in me as well.

He held onto me closely as I still pulsated on top of him. I leaned my head down against his shoulder, trying to catch my breath. He leaned onto his side, so that we were lying on the bed, in each other's arms.

"I love you, baby...I love you." He moaned into my ear, biting on my earlobe gently.

'Mmmmmm...." I pecked little kisses along his masculine jawline and rested my hand on his chest.

"Thank you." I purred near his ear with a smile.

"I know...that was one hell of a performance wasn't it?" He said with a chuckle, back to his cocky self again.

"No...for letting me renew my membership again." I said with a grin and sat up as he looked up at me in shock.

"I thought..." He started, but couldn't seem to finish his sentence.

"Well, you thought wrong...now get some sleep, loverboy, cuz I'm not done with you yet." I said, snuggling back into my nest in his arms.