Life of a piece of meat

New person same pace?

Derek can’t help but laugh at her confession, his arms still wrapped around her waist.  “Hope, you never fail to surprise me.”  He grins, shaking his head in disbelief. 

“I should be concerned, but honestly, I can’t help but be impressed.”  He leans in, his lips brushing against her ear.  “You have my heart, my shirts, and apparently my bank details.  I’m pretty much your prisoner now.

"Yes Mr Hale I own your ass, euw that sounded wrong you're the one who ... nevermind we were at the part where you kiss me carry me to your couch and make sure I'm comfortable so tomorrow when you ruin me I've no complaints"

Derek’s eyes light up at the playful tone in her voice, his heart hammering in his chest.  “Oh, I definitely plan on making you very comfortable.”  He smiles, gently lifting her into his arms and carrying her toward the couch. 

She squeals in his arms. "You and your strength kink" Derek mumbles as he rolls his eyes playfully.

“And trust me, Hope, when I’m done with you, you won’t be able to complain… even if you wanted to.”  He leans down, his lips finding hers in a tender, passionate kiss.

"I always complain you must be talking about a different Hope (she mumbles) heard love is blind didn't know it was deaf too"
Derek laughs against her lips, his smile genuine and full of love. 

“Oh, I’m not deaf,” he whispers, his voice low and filled with desire.  “I can hear you loud and clear.  I just choose to ignore you.”  He kisses her again, this time with more urgency, his hands roaming her body as he deepens the kiss. 

“You know you can’t resist me,” he murmurs against her skin, his fingers dancing along her spine.
"Now this is where you went wrong the last time Mr Hale emotional and vulnerable days end with cuddles, get your horny self off of me and feed me I was so worried about this whole thing I couldn't eat or drink anything since morning.

Derek blinks in surprise, his hands dropping from her body as he pulls away, suddenly embarrassed. “Oh, god, Hope, I’m sorry.  I got carried away.” He shakes his head, a sheepish grin on his face. “I should’ve known you’d need food first. 

I guess I just got a bit excited seeing you.”  He grabs her hand, pulling her into the kitchen.  “What do you want to eat?
"I know I'm sexy let's hope you get used to that fact sooner coz I've mastered my body now no six peck or hip rolls can sway me, I'm unswayable if that's even a word"

Derek’s laughter fills the kitchen, his grin wide and his eyes sparkling with amusement.  “Unswayable, huh?  I’ll be sure to check that one on the dictionary.”  He opens the fridge, surveying the contents. 

“Okay, let’s see, unswayable Hope needs sustenance.  How about some pasta?  Or maybe a sandwich?  And you’re right, I definitely need to get used to your sexiness if I don’t want to starve you.”

"Pasta should be at the back of your shelves imagine a serial killer really was out to get me and the only thing available as my last meal is pasta not even a church pastor could pray me out of that"

Derek’s laughter grows louder, shaking his head as he searches the fridge for something else. “Alright, no pasta.  How about chicken?  Or maybe a salad?  Oh, I know!  How about some pizza?  I’m sure even a serial killer would approve of pizza.” 

He smiles, pulling a frozen pizza out of the freezer.  “Or am I wrong about that too?  I’m learning a lot about you today, Hope.  Maybe I should be taking notes.”

"The only thing you should take note of us that I am an insatiable beauty who's very naked and wants to be dicked down right now" 

Derek’s breath catches in his throat as he turns to face her, his eyes dark and intense. “You know exactly what to say to drive me crazy, Hope.”  He steps closer, his hands finding her waist as his lips brush against her ear. 

“I can’t promise you pizza, but I can definitely give you something to satisfy your hunger.”  He kisses her neck, his fingers trailing up her spine.  “Are you sure you’re ready for this, Hope?  Because once we start, I’

"Do you wanna strip" she enlarged her eyes
Derek nods, a mischievous glint in his eyes.  “You know I do,” he whispers, his lips curling into a smile.  He steps back, his hands going to the buttons on his shirt, his gaze never leaving hers. 

“But I think it’s only fair that you go first, don’t you?”  His breath catches as she begins to undress, his heart pounding in his chest.
She throws her dress away and that's about it she's done
Derek’s mouth hangs open for a moment, his gaze traveling over her body. 

“That… that’s a fast strip,” he murmurs, his voice hoarse with desire.  “But you know what?  I’m not complaining.”  He steps toward her, his hands finding her hips as he pulls her close.  “Now it’s my turn,” he whispers, his fingers going to his shirt buttons, his eyes never leaving hers.  “But I’m gonna take my time.

"Sure, take your time princess"

Derek chuckles, an amused glint in his eyes.  “Oh, you’re gonna pay for that one,” he teases, his voice low and sultry.  He undoes the last button on his shirt, letting it drop to the floor, revealing his muscular chest and arms.  He steps closer to Hope, his hands finding her curves as he kisses her neck.  “Do you like what you see, princess?”

"I'd like it better in me" she teases, her hands on his hard on
Derek grins, his fingers trailing up her spine.  “Oh, I definitely plan on giving you what you want.”  His breath is hot against her skin, his touch electric. 

“But first, I want to taste you.”  He kisses her neck, his tongue flicking against her skin as he slowly sinks to his knees.  “I want to taste every inch of you, Hope.  Are you gonna let me?”

"I'd be crazy if I didn't please make me yours"
Derek’s breath hitches as he kisses his way down her body, his tongue tracing circles around her navel.  “You already are mine,” he whispers, his breath hot against her skin. 

He kisses his way lower, his hands finding her thighs as he gently parts her legs, his tongue tracing slow, sensual circles.  “And I’m gonna make you mine over and over again,” he murmurs, his lips and tongue  finding her most intimate place.

"Ahhh baby don't tease  please please..." her voice gets less audible as she pleads
Derek grins against her skin, his tongue finding her innermost sensitive spot, his touch firm yet gentle.  He circles her with his tongue, his hands gripping her thighs as he listens to her moans, letting them guide him.  “You feel so good, Hope,” he whispers, his breath hot against her skin.  “I could do this all day.  Tell me what you want.”
"Haa you... all of you ahhh fuh...ahh" she tries to close her legs, tries to move away