He stood up, his movements slow as he pulled his shirt over his head, exposing the hard lines of his chest. His eyes never left her as he reached down and unbuckled his jeans, pulling them off slowly, savoring the look of her desperate gaze.
Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the bulge in his boxers, the thick c**k straining against the fabric. Her mouth went dry at the sight, her body yearning—begging for his c**k to be inside her.
“Open your legs,” Derek commanded, his voice like gravel.
She obeyed immediately, her legs falling open wide, exposing her soaked cunt. She was soaked for him, and she hated herself for how badly she wanted him inside her. But she knew she had no choice. This was what she had asked for.
He knelt between her legs, his hand trailing up her thigh u
