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confused and excited as I was.  I looked into his eyes and smiled.  I was awake now and I didn’t want this to stop.  Could we do this without doing it ?  I decided to let my instincts take over.
    My mind took a backseat as my hormones raged.  I slid myself back and forth against Derek’s erection, causing friction that made us both moan.  I kissed his neck and bit his shoulder. I kept the friction between us going, grinding into him and each thrust rubbed me in such a way that I felt my whole body tremble.  I needed more.  I pulled off my tee shirt and tossed it to the ground.  I was braless underneath and I felt Derek twitch beneath me.  He grabbed my breasts and twisted my nipples.  Sharp tingles ran through my body at the pain that also brought my body pleasure. He lifted his head up and took my breast in his mouth.  I leaned back giving him more exposure. 
    I felt the urgency in his mouth and I increased the friction between us. He started to shake and he switched to my other breast, this time his mouth even more urgent.  Something magical was building up, although I wasn’t sure what it was.  I was so close that I couldn’t stop.  I was on the edge and I just needed a little more.  Derek thrust up against me and threw his head back, squeezing both of my breasts hard.  That sent me spiraling over the edge.  I saw colors streak before my eyes and for once, it was all pleasure.  I collapsed against his chest, my body spent. 
    I couldn’t seem to move a muscle.  Derek kissed the top of my head, my cheek, then the tip of my nose.  His fingers stroked my back from my shoulders to my ass.
    “I have never, ever experienced anything so amazing,” Derek whispered.  “I thought I was dreaming.”
    I giggled.  “I thought I was dreaming too.”
    “What a wonderful dream to share,” Derek murmured.  “I better get cleaned up.” 
    I reached down and grabbed my tee shirt, tossing it over my head.  I marveled at the way my body felt.  It was almost as if I’d run a marathon and yet, I could still feel my body tingling with sensation.  I sat on the edge of the bed, wondering about where my relationship with Derek would go from here.  He was so confident and been with other girls before.  Could I possibly compare?
    Derek slinked up behind me and put his arms around me.  He kissed the top of my head as I slowly relaxed in his arms.  Derek shifted me, so I was lying sideways on the bed and back in his arms.  I felt so safe there.  As if everything in my life was in order and all was as it should be. 
    We held each other quietly, the room silent.  It was a comfortable silence as I traced his arms and chest with my hands and Derek mimicked my moves.  His fingertips brushed over the material of my shirt, across my collarbone, moving down to draw circles around each breast.  His tender touch tickled me and my skin shivered.  His fingers slowly moved down the center of my stomach, tracing the indent where my belly button was, then moving even lower towards my legs.  
    “You are perfect,” Derek’s voice was husky as his hands traced the tops of my thighs.  His hands were so close to the apex between my thighs and my body reacted immediately.  “Can I do something for you?”  His voice was low and deep.
    “Uh, okay.”  I wasn’t sure what he wanted to do, but I knew I didn’t want his hands to stop moving.
    Derek rolled me over until I was on my back.  He slid his big hands behind my back and moved me to the center of the bed.  I watched his every movement.  My eyes followed the flexing muscles in his arms, the firmness in his hands as he gripped his tee shirt and tossed it to the floor. I felt my eyes widen as I took in his broad, muscular chest.  I think I may have even been drooling.  If I wasn’t it was a miracle. 
    Derek laid his body next to mine and kissed my neck.  He slipped up my tee shirt and trailed kisses across my collarbone, continuing down to my breasts

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