Against the clock

51.

As I woke up, I felt a soreness down there that instantly brought back all the memories from last night. Despite the discomfort, I couldn't help but smile. Every ache and pain was a reminder of the incredible passion we shared. I didn't regret a single moment of it. It was raw, it was intense, and it was exactly what we both needed. I shifted in Derek's arms, feeling his warmth enveloping me. When I glanced up, I realized he was already watching me, his gaze soft and filled with something I couldn't quite place.

I met Derek's gaze, a mixture of emotions swirling within me. 'Good morning,' I murmured softly, breaking the silence between us. Derek's lips curled into a tender smile as he returned my greeting. 'Good morning,' he replied, his voice husky with sleep. Without a word, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine in a gentle kiss.

The kiss lingered for a moment before Derek pulled back slightly, his eyes searching mine. 'How are you feeling?' he asked, his voice carrying a hint of concern. I chuckled softly, feeling a warmth spread through me at his caring tone. 'Sore, but in a good way,' I admitted, a small grin playing on my lips. 'And you?' Derek's expression softened even further as he brushed a strand of hair away from my face. 'I'm feeling pretty good,' he replied, his thumb tracing circles on my cheek.

As Derek's thumb continued to caress my cheek, I couldn't help but lean into his touch, savoring the gentle intimacy of the moment. 'Last night was... ,' I said, my voice barely above a whisper. 'I've never felt anything like it.'

Derek's gaze held mine, a silent understanding passing between us. 'Me neither,' he admitted, his voice tinged with a mixture of awe and gratitude. I took a deep breath before continuing. 'No o one has ever... gone down on me before,' I confessed, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Derek's eyes widened in shock, his thumb freezing in its gentle movements on my cheek. 'What?' he exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief. 'Are you serious?' I nodded, feeling vulnerable yet oddly liberated by my admission. 'Yeah,' I replied softly, averting my gaze for a moment before meeting his eyes again. 'Last night was the first time. Finn thought it was gross and didn't want to do it.'

Derek's shock was palpable, his mouth slightly agape as he processed my revelation. 'Finn is crazy,' he muttered incredulously, shaking his head in disbelief. 'How could he not want to do that?' I shrugged, feeling a mixture of relief and apprehension at Derek's reaction. 'I don't know,' I admitted, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders as I shared this intimate detail with him. 'But I'm glad you did.'

A tender smile tugged at the corners of Derek's lips as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear. 'If I had my way,' he whispered huskily, sending shivers down my spine, 'we wouldn't even get out of bed. I'd spend hours here and now, making sure you know just how incredible it can be.' Caught in the moment, Derek leaned in to kiss me again, his lips conveying a depth of passion that left me breathless. But as our lips met, I gently pulled back, breaking the kiss with a soft sigh. 'As much as I'd love that,' I murmured, my voice tinged with regret, 'we have to get up though.'

As Derek moved to unzip the tent, his hand hovering over the zipper, I suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks. He turned to look at me, confusion evident in his eyes. 'What's wrong?' he asked, his voice laced with concern. I bit my lip nervously, realizing the gravity of the situation. 'Wait,' I said, my voice barely above a whisper. 'Do you think... everyone heard us?'

Derek's expression shifted from confusion to realization, his eyes widening in alarm. 'Oh, shit,' he muttered, a flush creeping up his neck. 'I didn't even think about that.' I couldn't help but feel a flicker of amusement amidst the tension. With a nervous chuckle, I broke the silence. 'Damn, I slept with someone 12 years older than me. That's my record,' I joked, trying to lighten the mood despite the awkwardness of the situation. 'And your professor,' he added with a playful smirk, his eyes twinkling mischievously.