"Thank you for getting me out of that tomb again." He said.
"It was my job. The Calaveras wanted you out. So out you got." She said.
"And sorry about what I said, when I was.... You know...younger." He looked down at the floor, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke.
"I was stupid and still thought like a child." He added.
"So you mean, you don't think I'm attractive?" She questioned.
"No. No! Not at all. I mean you're beautiful. Well, I'm paying you so I shouldn't have said that. I'm just apologizing for saying it when I was a kid and I-"
"Stop. It's okay." She laughed.
"I just don't want it to be awkward between us." He said.
"If you don't want things to be awkward then don't make them awkward." She shrugged.
"Moving on." She said offering him files that she just received from the police station.
"Now turn around." She told him.
Derek didn't put up a fight. Even though it was his house, he decided to give her the privacy she deserved.
"So that's it? This is the only thing you know about Kate?" Derek asked, looking through the file .
"Hey. I didn't say that was it. I just said that's all I got as a Marshall." She said removing her top and replacing it with a tank top.
"There's things that I cant discuss with you." She told him.
"So you cant trust me, but I'm supposed to trust you? I don't know anything about you." He leaned towards her.
"You know that I'm attractive." She taunted.
"Hey, that's not fair." He said.
"Relax, it was a joke." She laughed at his tenseness.
"Whatever." He shrugged.
"You got a week." He tossed her, her guns.
"Hey. What's the rush? I don't have anywhere to be right now and neither do you. So sit." She said, sitting down on his table.
"Let's talk. Since, you don't know anything about me." She added.
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"So wait a minute. You've never watched Love & Basketball?" She questioned in disbelief, taking another sip of her wine.
They we're both sitting on the couch, very..very tipsy.
"Oh no no no, cut the crap. You've never seen the notebook! And that's a chick flick!" He protested.
"I just think it's really over rated." She shrugged.
"Okay okay. Agree to disagree. Next question." She smiled.
"What is this, 21 questions?" He asked.
"Aren't we a little old for this?" He added.
"Yes." She laughed.
"Okay... turn ons?" He asked.
"What the hell ? I know you're paying me to find Kate but... Derek Hale, are you trying to get me into bed?" She joked.
"Maybe." He raised her eyebrow.
"Back to the question." She giggled.
"You're serious?" He questioned.
She nodded and he just shrugged.
"Uh, hair pulling. Maybe some ass grabbing, neck kissing, some moaning, but not to much cause then you sound like a pornstar. Oh yeah and eye contact. I'm really big on eye contact." He rambled.
"Wow." She said shocked.
"What? Too much?" He questioned.
"No. I just didn't think you'd actually answer." She giggled.
"Yours?" He asked.
"Okay, Hale. You ready?" She said.
"Should I be scared?" He taunted.
"We'll see." She smiled.
"Let's see. Turn ons." She trailed off.
"Get to it woman." He laughed.
"Okay, okay. First of all I'm a sucker for pretty colored eyes." She said.
"Then there's the body. I love really strong arms, oh and dark features, with like scruffy facial hai-" She stopped realizing, what she was doing.
She was describing Derek.
He cleared his throat, and she changed body positions.
"Don't." He said.
"Don't what?" She asked.
"Make things awkward." He said, smirking a little.
There was this long pause, and lots of looking around and avoiding each other.
"Screw it." He said, kissing her.
Her back was against the couch and her legs were on both sides of him. His lips on hers, hands tangled in each others hair.
"Can I?" He asked, with his fingers dancing around the hem of her shirt.
She looked into his eyes, nodding visciously.
Before either of them knew it, they we're both topless. Braeden was actually bottom-less aswell.
He growled at the smell of her arousal.
His mouth was on her womanhood in the matter of seconds, licking every nerve, curve and everything in between.
His eyes never left hers, during the whole thing. He watched her every reaction to his action, smirking against her clit everytime her eyes rolled in pleasure.
"Fuuuuuc-" She moaned, reaching her high in his mouth.
Derek didnt know what hit him, when he noticed her undoing his jeans. Braeden freed his erection and immeadiately went to deep throating him.
"Shit." He hissed, when she played with his balls.
She kept eye contact with his aswell, focusing on the head of his manhood.
When he came, his eyes flashed a familar fiery yellow.
His breath was uneven but she wasnt finished with him yet.
He took a few seconds to calm down from his climax before grabbing Braeden by the hips and positioning her so that she was face down on the floor.
"You always have sex with girls you just met?" She smirked, against the hardwood.
"Nope." He said, entering her at a painfully slow pace, giving her time to adjust.
"Holy shit." She mumbled, as he quickened his pace.
They went from rough-doggystyle, to a very passionate-missionary and someone transitioned to the cowgirl position.
"Oh my Go-" He said throwing his head back as she grinded her hips onto his pelvis.
She began to rotate herself on him slowly, making sure he felt every little muscle of her center clench around him.
"Fuuuuck Derek, sHIT" She said releasing on his manhood.
He soon came after her and she just collasped on his chest, not bothing to roll over.
"So I guess it's safe to say I think you're attractive." He grinned.
