Tainted Pictures (Photographer Trilogy, #2)

“Derrick, there is nothing I am more sure of right now. I am so tired of being afraid. I want to start new, I want to start new with you. I want to be with you and only you. I want every piece of you and I want to give you every piece of me. Take me, take every single piece.” She spoke with a quiet confidence, caressing his cheek with the back of her hand and kissing a trail up his neck to his lips.

He grinned at her, feeling his heart swelling in his chest. That was all the encouragement he needed. He was happy to oblige her wishes and lifted his shirt up over his head as she stared greedily at his defined chest and stomach. He leaned back down, covering her with his warm skin and immediately did the same thing to her, slipping her tank top up over her head leaving her in only a lacy bra and her pajama bottoms.

His eyes were no longer smiling, but intense instead with a fiery gaze that made her feel like she was burning up. She felt feverish but in a sensual way and she craved the release only he could provide to help cool her down. She wriggled underneath him, feeling antsy as he kissed her slowly and moved his hands up and down her body. She pressed her hips up against his, begging him with her ragged breathing and panting. He was kissing her neck, switching between gentle nibbling and firm kissing. He trailed his lips and tongue further south until he was blocked by her bra, so he grabbed the delicate fabric in his teeth and ripped it off. One swift motion and it was gone, leaving her upper half completely exposed.

Her mind jumped in a thousand direction at the sudden and harsh movement. She cried out sharply as intense fear gripped at her heart and she shrunk back into the bed away from Derrick. His face slipped into confusion and then immediate remorse as he realized that his rough handling of her bra had gone too far. He pushed away from her and leaned back on to his feet folded beneath him.

“Kate, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean...” He stammered, looking down and rubbing his hand across the back of his neck. He had no idea what to say or do, his guilt was overtly transparent on his face.

She sat up and looked at him, biting her lip in frustration. Her heart was still with him and she wanted him more than anything. Her reaction had been completely involuntary and the fear had subsided after just a moment or two. It had immediately been replaced with guilt when she saw the devastated look on Derrick’s face as she watched him mentally reprimand himself. She knew that he had been going above and beyond to take care of her, he didn’t deserve to feel guilty and yet she had just made him feel that way.

Kate reached out and grabbed his forearm that was raised as he was still rubbing the back of his neck with anxiety. She pulled his arm down and towards her, placing it on her thigh. She felt a shiver that was almost fear but she steadied her breath and pushed that away into the recesses of her mind. She was going to be present, she was going to be in the moment, she was going to be with Derrick.

He watched her as she left his hand firmly on her thigh and then reached her arms out to pull his torso towards her as her fingertips lightly clasped his ribs and coaxed him towards her. His breath caught in his throat as he felt her approval and persuasion which he quickly provided her. He leaned forward, stretching across her once again and found his lips with hers.

The moment they touched again, she gasped and her body impulsively writhed beneath him, trying to find some way to satisfy the ache that had overtaken her once again. It only took the instant feeling of his heated skin pressing down on hers and his soft lips stealing hers to rebuild the fire inside of her. He slipped down kissing her neck more slowly this time, enjoying every nibble, caress, and taste of her skin as he moved further down her body.

Soon he kissed her stomach softly and one of his hands grabbed the waistband of her panties and gently slipped them down. She assisted him by wiggling the rest of the way out of them and he slid back up her body to find her lips again. Kate reached down and pushed at the top of his boxers, mentally begging him to remove them and he quickly submitted to her request.

There was nothing left between them anymore as her arms wrapped around his shoulders, anchoring herself to him. He maneuvered himself between her legs, pushing them apart and she hooked them behind his thighs attempting to pull him into her immediately. He wasn’t going to let that happen yet though, he wanted to make sure they both enjoyed every moment of this and didn’t rush anything. He kissed her softly, pulling back slightly when she fiercely kissed him back. He grinned at her as she moaned in frustration, not amused by his tortuously lingering movements.

“You are always going to be safe with me, Kate. I will never let anything happen to you again. I am yours forever. I love you, Kate.” He whispered to her, kissing her cheek and down her jaw as she pressed herself up against him. She smiled and ran her hand down his back, basking in the reassurance of his words. She knew he was telling the truth and she felt completely safe and whole in his arms.

“I love you, Derrick.” She replied and with that, he didn’t waste another moment. With gentle movements, the two became one and Kate knew that she was definitely not going to be getting a lot of sleep tonight.

And that was perfectly fine with her.



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