her sweet chains

Episode 6 continued

“You look really pretty.” Jamie said sweetly making me grimace,

“I look like a post box.” I moaned.

“No you look nice.” He said gently as his cheeks turned the same colour as my dress, god he is so sweet.

“No she doesn’t look nice.” Dean said coming up behind me wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me in close to him resting his chin on my shoulder. “She looks mouth-watering.” He said sliding his free hand down my leg lightly.

“Get off.” I snarled digging my elbow back into his ribs. He released me and jumped back with a chuckle.

“Jess.” Carl said holding out a bottle of larger which I accepted with a nod. Kate entered with Geoff and beamed at seeing me there in my stupid dress, although she did roll her eyes when she saw the bottle of larger evidently this didn’t fit with my new image. I yanked the hem of my dress down a little.

“Jessie you should stop doing that it doesn’t make the dress any longer.” Jamie said delicately.

“No she should absolutely keep doing that.” Dean said from just behind me, I looked back at him frowning until I realized that every time I was pulling on my dress the top was sliding down exposing more of my cleavage which his eye line was at a perfect level to appreciate it.

“pervert.” I mumbled, but Dean just smiled and winked at me.

“Hey little one.” Roger said cheerfully slapping my bottom “this is a new look.”

“Yeah lets all worship Kate.” I said blandly,

“Oh give it up you look pretty.” Carl said gently, but I looked at Derek he hadn’t said anything since I came in the room and he wasn’t smiling but flashes of gold were dancing across his dark eyes.

“He likes it to.” Carl whispered in my ear, irritatingly noticing the flickering of my eyes. “You should have seen the expression when you walked in the room his eyes nearly popped out of his head.” I giggled as Derek narrowed his eyes at his brother we may have whispered but obviously he could still hear us. “Well you did mate.” Carl said cheerfully “you weren’t moving and yet you still managed to trip over your own feet.” Derek if anything glared even more intensely. But thankfully the tension was broken by Connie sweeping into the room carrying an enormous birthday cake, and I took the opportunity to slide away and sit myself down in an armchair yanking on the hem of my dress in a vain attempt to cover my knees.

“You know they were all right you do look beautiful.” Derek’s breath wafted across my neck. I shivered slightly and tried to slide away from Derek who was leaning over the back of the armchair.

“Um thank you. I think.” I muttered smiling at Jamie who was now under encouragement downing shot after shot of tequila.

“Delicious just good enough to eat.” He muttered in my ear, Connie gave us a strange look and redirected her steps away from us  obviously deciding we didn’t want a slice of the cake she was offering.

“Will you stop that?” I asked squirming away in a voice that sounded surprisingly squeaky as I realised that one of Derek’s fingers was tracing a vague pattern on the top of my breast.

“Say it like you mean it and I might.” He purred leaning further over the back of the chair rubbing his cheek into my hair.

“What happened to softly softly?” I said squirming slightly.

“I got bored with it.” He growled.

“This is rather public.” I muttered “I could just scream you know.”

“Well that’s the idea my darling I will try my best.” He purred my eyes widened and I felt my cheeks begin to burn as I realized what he was saying. His fingers lightly began to wonder slipping just under the soft fabric.

“Will you stop that?” I snapped slapping his hand away, “my father’s right there.” Derek laughed looking over at Darius who was stood on the other side of the room, a glass of whisky in his hand, his face was rather red and he and Pete were leaning on each other laughing loudly.

“He’s busy.” Derek said waling round to sit on the arm of my chair, “and even if he wasn’t he approves, you know that.” he said gently placing his hand on my exposed leg and began stroking up my thigh. Kate smiled proudly as she walked past arm in arm with Geoff, I just growled which made Derek chuckle.

“This is the last time I ever wear a dress.” I snarled,

“I absolutely agree you should take It off right now.” He said slipping one shoe string strap over my shoulder.

“Dean?” I asked squinting at him, Derek chuckled “control yourself,”

“Why?” he asked smiling,

‘Not here.” I snarled, Derek sighed but removed his hands still smiling.

“Alright.” He said jumping up and grabbing my hand pulling me behind him he crossed the room and out in to the entrance hall in three strides he spun round and held on to both my arms he walked me back into the wall. “How about here?” he purred his nose lost in my hair as he slid his hands up my sides.

“This isn’t better.” I said weakly as he started to plant little light kisses on my throat. I couldn’t stop myself I groaned which I knew he liked to hear as I felt a rumbling purr in his chest and it was only this fact that made me realise I’d wrapped my arms around him. I shook myself and it took every once of my self-control I could muster to say:

“No.” as he began to nibble on my earlobes,

“Is that a no or not here?” he asked in between nibbles. I took a deep breath this was my opportunity say no and that was it the story ended well for tonight at least. I took another deep breath but the word wouldn’t come out.

“I could maybe control myself until we get upstairs.” he purred when I failed to answer “no promises though I really like that dress.” He said his eyes slowly sliding up and down my body.

“I’m going to get a drink.” I said ducking out from under his arm and hurried into the kitchen though I didn’t even bother to turn the light on I just walked over to the sink and picked up a washed glass and filled my glass from the tap I tried to ignore the fact that Derek was hovering behind me in the doorway. But eventually I had to turn and face him he shrugged,

“Seems an odd location but if you like it.” He said as he strode casually over, I tried to step back but found my retreat blocked by the sink. “f**k” I muttered realizing I was trapped. “I …I didn’t mean here.” I muttered “I mean…I…I didn’t say yes.”

“True.” Derek said slowly “but I didn’t ask I asked if it was a no and you didn’t answer so I assumed it was a yes.”

“But I didn’t say yes.”

“You didn’t say no either.” Derek said his eyes intense as they began to flicker gold. “Do you want to say no?” I sighed but didn’t say anything except to grumble

“semantics.” Under my breath.

“I love it when you talk dirty.” He growled I sighed again but before I could even think his hands had clamped around my arms and lifted me clear of the floor, turning round before I could even protest and sitting me on the counter.

“There.” He said his eyes level with mine, “now it wont be at all awkward for me kiss you, which is good because I’m planning on doing it for a long time.”

“You try it and I’ll bite.” I snapped,

“Such love.” Derek said he didn’t try to kiss me but I flinched slightly as I realized his hand was resting on my thigh but this time as he inched his hand up he pulled the silk of my skirt up with it.

“You really think this is a good idea? In the kitchen.” I growled as Derek began kissing my neck softly.

“You picked it so of course I think it’s perfect.” He mumbled. I felt my mouth open several times to make objections but as he kissed and nibbled at every sensitive spot on my neck these issues just melted away. I even wriggled around on the counter as Derek fumbled the silk skirt of my dress up under my bottom and then in an instant they flashed up to my shoulders and slipped the thin straps off my shoulders. Really the dress was hardly being worn any more I was just thankful the bodice was so tight as it was the only thing that stopped falling off as soon as the straps were gone, But Derek growled as he reached up and felt the fabric between his hands and my breasts. But he had me so over sensitized that even these touches had me beginning to pant as I rubbed my nose in his hair revelling in the smell of him. My hands moved as though they belonged to someone else slipping down the front of his shirt fumbling with the row of buttons. I eventually gave up and simply ripped the material from his chest. Sliding my hands along his chest and stomach, I gasped in pain as Derek bit down on my neck in pure lust before locking his lips on mine, no soft flirty kisses now they were pure hard passionate kisses. Instantly any hope I had disappeared, weak when compared to the taste of him. Derek’s hands slid down onto my bottom and dragged me towards the edge of the counter sliding himself between my open thighs. I wrapped my legs around him as he continued his kisses. I suddenly became vaguely aware of the telltale twitching in my legs that threatened a shift, No I growled under my breath right now Derek was mine and no shift was going to interrupt, nothing else mattered right now I wanted him. He slid his tongue around my mouth gently blissfully as I fumbled trying to undo his belt all too aware of the erection pressed into the inside of my thigh. Derek slid his kisses in a trail down my neck but my attention was stolen by the increasing twitches in my legs, so I gently hoping Derek was busy unwrapped my legs from around him and began trying to ease the shakes out. Derek however did notice he froze in the act of trying to free my breasts to look into my eyes; I smiled at him his eyes were now pure gold. He smiled at me but didn’t return to my breasts he instead slid himself back from me just a little. I whimpered panicked that he was leaving and grabbed at him, which Derek smiled at , knowing instantly that was something I’d regret .but he didn’t pause to gloat he just smiled and his hand slipped down to grab my black lace panties which he tore off in a second before flinging them aside. My eyes widened in pure surprise but Derek just smiled again and slid his hand between my thighs. I closed my eyes and heard myself purr as I felt my body respond to his touch in ways I’d never known before. It was as if his roaming hands were discovering feelings in me that I didn’t know existed. Suddenly Derek plunged his fingers inside me I leaned over and bit down hard into his shoulder which was the only thing which stopped me from screaming as his fingers stroked inside me. Derek growled as I released him and I felt my breathing start to become ragged. I regained enough of my senses or was perhaps so driven my lust that I managed to manover my hands around to open Derek’s jeans. As his fingers continued to move inside me I fumbled inside Derek’s jeans my fingertips stroking him eager to touch all of him. Derek’s knees seemed to buckle as he half collapsed against the counter as he growled deep in his throat and he bit sharply at the swell of my breast. All these different sensations overwhelmed me so much that for the first time I was desperate for him I wanted him not to kiss and lightly fumble with I wanted him all of him. I was pressed up close to him but I wanted to be closer I wanted him to hold me even tighter.

           Suddenly the overhead light flickered on me and Derek leapt apart as though electrocuted. Andrew stood frozen in the doorway and I don’t know who looked more embarrassed. But I’m pretty sure I was the one who actually was the most embarrassed, as I tried to discreetly push my dress down over my legs glad that we were actually in profile to him so he couldn’t see too much though he probably managed to get a glimpse where my hand had been. I gently slid off the counter as both men stood stock still staring at each other both waiting for someone to remind them of the correct protocol to follow. I lifted the straps back over my shoulder in what I hoped was a discrete way.

“Um… I’m… um I just …um I am…I err I better go say goodnight to Darius.” I stammered all but running from the kitchen but I didn’t return to the study I ran up the stairs and into my room slamming the door behind me and seconds later I pulled off my dress and threw it into my bin before struggling out of my heels which I flung savagely across the room. Within seconds I was in my shower trying to scrub the top layer of skin off, as I could still smell Derek all over me. I slipped on a large old t-shirt and crawled into bed smelling nothing but my Strawberry scented Shampoo. I just lay quietly listening to all the gentle muttered conversations from downstairs trying to push out the images of me and Derek that kept pushing themselves into my mind. I cringed as I suddenly realized that the boys had all moved into the kitchen probably for a late night snack. The kitchen where I had been groping on top of the counter and (I cringed again) where I’d left my ripped panties on the floor where Derek had carelessly flung them. Oh tomorrow was going to be hell.