“Derrick,” Lucie whimpered as she tugged on his brown locks.
He chuckled, lifting his head up to look at her. “This was my idea, princess. Don’t go hijacking it.” He winked and dove back into her softness. His hand trailed around to press between her legs, making her buck against him needily. He listened to her sweet pleading whimpers until he couldn’t take it anymore. Helifted up and smashed his lips against hers, tilting his hips to meet her own at the same time, making them one.
He began moving his hips against her as their tongues battled for dominance. He parted from her lips and bent down to suckle on her chest again. Meanwhile, he kept meeting her thrust for thrust as their passionate dance picked up speed, her soft moans only encouraging him more, until they both reached their highs together.
He laid his head on her chest and let out a rough sigh, her chest heaving as she also tried to catch her breath.
He slowly pulled himself out of her and came to rest at her side. Placing his arms around her, he pulled her deep into his embrace.
“Gods, Lucie. I’ll never get enough of you. Never,” Derrick panted against her damp forehead. He kissed her, tasting the salt from her perspiration.
Lucie snuggled into his chest with a content smile on her face. “Mmmm. I’ll never get enough of you either.”
“Should I put that to the test?”
“You might bring me to the brink of exhaustion, but it will still never be enough.”
“Mmm, that’s what I want to hear. But maybe we shouldn’t try that … I don’t want?—”
Lucie giggled as she read his thoughts. “Derrick, this isn’t going to hurt the baby at all. It’s actually very healthy.”
Derrick chuckled. “Not what I’m thinking about.”
“Even then it isn’t a problem. Let’s see what the deciding factor will be: exhaustion or running out of food.” Lucie watched an excited smile spread over Derrick’s face.
Over the next several days, they continued to reach for each other. Every inch of their bodies was touched by the other. In the end, it wasn’t exhaustion that won out … it was the empty fridge.
Derrick looked down at Lucie. Divine exhaustion had her sleeping peacefully. “I love you, my little mate.” He kissed her forehead and laid his head down next to hers, closing his eyes.
They would try this again in the future. Only next time, he would invest in a bigger refrigerator.
