Derek was just walking by when Summer’s body pressed into his, going back against the wall with a confused expression. He was surprised by the kiss, though he could smell her attraction to him sometimes, it’s not like there wasn’t some toward her either. He just didn’t expect that. Though it didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy it. He watched her walk a few steps before striding out and catching her wrist gently, pulling her back and spinning her, kissing her again.
She shaped his name, though no sound came, much as she wanted it to. She had no idea what he’d found, but it shot sparks through her body, and she felt like she might explode.
And then she did.
Everything whited out for a second, and she squeezed her eyes shut, fingers closing and flexing against Derek’s skin. She shuddered in his hands.
Derek felt her whole body tighten under and around him and he didn’t stop working his fingers in her and rubbing over her clit. He gently eased off her clit a moment later though his fingers stayed slow and gentle in her and eventually stopped. He didn’t want to overwhelm her. He waited for her to come back, pressing gentle kisses to her collar.
After what seemed a long, long time, she opened her eyes to Derek’s soft kisses. Intermittent trembles still shook her body, but her mouth curved in a smile, soft at first then widening. Every part of her body felt limp. She wasn’t entirely sure what he’d just done to her, but it had been amazing. Languidly, she ran one hand down his back, and brushed the fading memory of the way she’d just felt to his mind.