Eliana’s POV
I gave Derrick a wicked grin as I watched him trying to catch his breath. He stared straight ahead for a few moments, then he shifted his gaze to me. The rapid rise and fall of his chest gradually subsided until it returned back to normal. He looked sated at first, then a determined look appeared in his eyes.
“My turn,” he said.
My eyes widened a little. “What? No. No, Derrick.”
Cocking his head slightly, he said, “Why not? You made me feel so f*****g good. Now I have to return the favor.”
The thought of him f*****g me right there with his fingers filled me with a mixture of thrill and fear at the same time. Derrick leaned closer, his hand sliding towards my legs. A brief but intense shiver dribbled down my back as his hand rested on my bare thigh.
“Derrick…” I trailed
