The Love Triangle (BWWM Romance) (45 page)

He decided to help. “What she is saying is that she and I have a little weekend planned ourselves so ya’ll go on now and skedaddle,” he laughed.

“Omar!” she exclaimed.

“It’s okay, dear, it’s time Ciara knew anyways.” He pulled Ciara close to him and kissed her on the forehead.

“Uh okay, well, Daddy, I guess we will be going then.” Ciara was surprised, but happy for them and poor Miss Jackson looked like she wanted to be swallowed up by the floor. She knew she wouldn’t relax until they left. “Shall we?” She glanced up at Derek who was doing his best not to laugh and he held out his hand and they walked towards the door.

“I’ll be home by…”

“It’s okay, now just go and have fun, Ciara.” Her father grasped her hand in his. “You go on and have fun while you’re still young now, I mean it.”

She smiled up at him. “Thank you, Daddy.”

They left the apartment and before they were outside, both she and Derek burst into laughter.

“Poor Miss Jackson, she must be humiliated.” She could barely get the words out.

“I’ve no doubt she is giving your father a piece of her mind right now.” He held the door for her and she slipped into the cool seat.

He smiled at her as he pulled off. The drive was a couple of hours and the two settled into a comfortable patter of chatting and sightseeing as they went. Her earlier reservations were gone, she was as comfortable as she could be with him. They pulled into a lodge and he went to get the keys to the place where they would be staying.   She loved the mountains and the
view was perfect. He was back quickly with a smile and he drove them even deeper into the wooded surroundings.

As they pulled in, she looked at the beautiful cabin nestled into the woods just for them. She was in awe as they made their way inside. At first, all she could do was look and do her best to capture the sights of the mountain ranges in the distance. The massive floor to ceiling windows made her feel like she could fly. She gingerly went to the edge of the window and peered down. She felt him beside her and she glanced at him.

“It’s just beautiful, Derek, isn’t it?” He smiled at her excitement and she turned towards him and he handed her a glass of wine.

“To us.” He smiled and she took a long drink. It was then he showed her the kitchen.

“I took the liberty of having food stocked for us. We shouldn’t need a thing.” He gestured towards the pantry and she walked inside and marveled at the food there. It suddenly clicked that all of her favorite things were neatly stacked along one side. She spun around to look at him.

“How did you know?”

“Your father and I spoke often this week, I wanted you to have a special weekend.” He shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Thank you, it’s very sweet.” She was suddenly shy as he made his way over to her. She felt the warmth spread through her body as he leaned down to kiss her. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer. She wanted it, wanted him. It had been a long time since anyone had made her feel so alive. He pulled away suddenly.

“Ciara, I don’t want to rush you into anything.” His voice was lower, deeper somehow.

“You’re not rushing me, Derek. I want this as much as you.” She smiled up at him.

“Oh somehow I doubt that sweetheart.” He gave her a smile and lifted her arm and kissed the inside of her wrist.

He wanted her then and there, she knew it by his actions but he was trying to wait, trying to not push her into something. She suddenly felt as though she had everything she ever wanted in one moment. She walked past him to the bedroom. What she saw made her gasp. Rose petals covered the bed and there were strawberries on a table with a covered glass dome lid. The bed was already turned down and she turned to face him when he had come up behind her. Without hesitation, she slipped the dress from her shoulders and felt the whoosh of air as it landed on the floor in a heap. She heard his intake of air and she reveled in the power it gave her.

She held out her hand to him and he moved towards her in a rush. “Ciara.” His lips swooped down to capture hers in a deep kiss. His right hand buried itself in her hair as his lips began to devour hers. Over and over he kissed her and explored every part of her mouth until there was no spot left untouched with his tongue and lips.

He kissed her over and over and just when she thought he would stop, he would change direction and kiss her somewhere else, some different way or a different angle. It was all too much and she felt herself pushing against him and trying to get as close as she could to his body. She was no longer hesitant about it, about him, instead her body felt like it was on fire. She was burning from the inside out and it was all from passion and desire that she felt for this one man. No other man had ever made her feel this way and she couldn’t stop herself.

For once she didn‘t want to stop herself. His other hand gripped her behind and massaged it, squeezing and caressing it. She moaned into his mouth and his hand left her hair to travel down the column of her throat. He traced the swells of her breasts over her bra as he stared into her eyes. Both of them were panting for air and couldn’t seem to stop what they were doing even if either of them wanted to. His lips caressed her lips again briefly before trailing down the side of her throat and to her earlobe to gently nibble it before moving farther downward. She felt him push her towards the bed and she eagerly complied. She crawled backwards on it, never breaking contact from the heat of his mouth.

His tongue ran across her skin where the bra stopped and her breasts began to tingle with excitement as her nipples puckered into hardened little peaks. She gasped as he slowly lowered the straps on each side. She looked up at him and watched as his eyes traveled over her breasts. They rose high and proud and her nipples became even harder as he bent his head to take one into his mouth. He sucked the nipple gently and then harder and harder.

“Oh, Derek.” Her head fell back against the pillows. His mouth traveled to her other nipple and he sucked and nibbled at it for a little while before leaning up and taking her mouth again. His hands wrapped around her body and cupped her ass. He lifted her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt his erection as it poked at her most primitive parts, pushing through the very thin layer of her lace panties. He looked down at her and she smiled as he slowly slid her panties down her legs and off her body, freeing her from all of her clothing. He sat back on his heels and stared over her body.

Ciara began to feel a little self-conscious as he stared down at her body intently. She began to sit up as she pulled her arms across her body. She felt his hands on her arms pulling them away as his words reached her ears. “Don’t hide yourself from me. You are beautiful.”

Ciara looked up into his eyes as he ran his fingers through her hair and down her jaw line. He leaned over and took her lips with his again. That time he kissed her with a desperation and passion that she could only match with her own.

She kissed him back with everything she had as his hands left her face to travel over her body. She felt his hand as it slid across her chest, massaging her breasts and plucking gently at her nipples. She couldn’t help the deep moan that came from her lips when he pinched one a little harder. The sensations she felt were unlike any she had ever known, she was alive and she was happy. He shifted his weight slightly and she felt him laying half on her and half on the bed. At some point he had freed himself of the clothing that had binded him as well. She felt his hands move down her thighs as he kissed her once more. She opened up to him, giving herself over to the pleasure he gave her. His hand was between her legs and he was lightly petting her folds.

“Open for me, Ciara.” He looked down at her and the intense passion in his gaze had her sucking in a sharp breath. He ran his middle finger through her slit and she gasped again at the contact. He grinned down at her briefly and before she knew what he was doing, he had his mouth on the inside of her thigh, nibbling her skin. He made his way down to her slit and took a long swipe of his tongue across her folds. She bucked against him and moaned loudly again. He did it again and then again. Her body was on fire. Hot and burning. He took her with his mouth. She felt like she was going to come apart at the seams and she started writhing even more.

“Oh Gosh! Please! Ahhh!” She didn’t even know what she said or if it was even English. She just wanted release. She needed release and fast.

Her hands gripped his shoulders and then she ran her hands over his head, lightly scraping her nails gently on his scalp. She could have sworn that she heard him purr with excitement when she did it. His lips trailed back up to her breasts where he suckled them a couple more minutes.

He stood then beside the bed and looked down at her. She took the time to look at his body then and he was perfect. His legs were muscular and his chest smooth but that wasn’t what caught her attention at the moment. Her eyes trailed to the small patch of hair and followed the trail to where his manhood sprang forward from a nest of dark curls. She sucked in her breath as she looked and she sat up then went to her knees in front of him. She smiled up at him.

“You’re perfect, Derek,” she whispered.

He began to chuckle but it soon died on his lips when her hands circled around his length. She got used to the touch of him and he moaned deeply when she began to move her hands up and down his length. Over and over she explored his length with her hands and marveled in the feel of him in her hands. His hands dived into her hair the minute she leaned forward to lightly lick then kiss the head.

His moan reached her ears and made her smile even more as she leaned forward and took the head into her mouth, sucking it as hard as she possibly could with its large girth in her mouth. She felt him move then and pushed her back on the bed once more.

She began to whimper as he laid her back on the bed and then she looked up into his eyes. They were as crazy with need as she felt at the moment and lying down, she held her arms open to him. He eagerly went into her arms and began kissing her again. They kissed over and over as their tongues met and danced a seductive dance of passion. She moaned deeply as his hands began to pull and pinch at her already sensitive and engorged nipples. When she didn’t think she could take much more, she felt him lean over her. He spread her legs wide and looked down at her as he began to push his length inside her.

There was some burning, for it had been quite a while since she had been with anyone. With the amount of time that had surpassed and his size, she gasped with the addition to her body. He kissed her deeply again. She felt herself began to relax and breathe when he was enveloped fully inside her. She looked up at him and panted as he traced the shell of her ear with his tongue. She moaned and lifted her hips to thrust against him. She needed him to move. He began to slide in and out of her body slowly. She tossed her head back and forth on the ground in frustration with his increasingly slow pace.

“You can’t know how good you feel, Ciara. Tell me what you want.”

“Faster. PLEASE!!”

He slammed into her fiercely and she gasped at the sensation it gave her. “Better?”

She couldn’t say anything. Words wouldn’t come forth. It was as if everything was stuck in her throat and she only wished that he wouldn’t stop what he was doing. “Please.” This time it was a small whisper that came from her lips.

His thrusts became more intense and harder as he took her. He sat up on his heels and gripping her bottom between his hands, he brought her up to meet his powerful thrusts. Ciara felt herself come apart in a
massive orgasm and he kept on slamming into her over and over. Finally when her second orgasm hit her and she screamed out, he went over the edge with her and emptied himself inside her. He fell down to the blanket beside her, breathing hard as he leaned up on an elbow to look over at her. 

Chapter Nine - Derek

As Derek had suspected, Ciara was different. She wasn’t like the other women he had dated and went out with, and she definitely wasn’t what he usually found himself buried inside. She was more. Much more than he thought. He didn’t know what he had just gotten himself into. He knew he felt something shift inside him deep down, he also knew it would only bring trouble in the end. He wasn’t the settling down type and she most definitely was. Perhaps he was wrong and she lived in the moment with him. Either way, they had two nights of loving and learning more about each other. He would relish every minute, just in case they found themselves drifting apart anytime soon.