The Possessive Alpha and his Stubborn Mate

Chapter 54

(Also this is a warning that this chapter contains a bit of intimate stuff, though it doesn't explicitly describe the sex part) I just want to say that sex scenes are the worst to make because you can't do it without feeling a little weird about it. With that said I made a partial one and I hope you enjoy and vote. Smh
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I got to the bedroom, surprised to see Derek with his sweatpants on, in the middle of taking off his shirt. He didn't usually leave his shirt off around me. I wasn't sure if it was because he didn't want me to feel uncomfortable or because he felt uncomfortable.
I'm guessing it's the first one. His body is smoking and there's no way he'd ever feel embarrassed or uncomfortable around anyone with it.

I couldn't help but stare at him. He hadn't noticed I walked in as he took off his shirt, throwing it in the laundry basket close the bed.

His chest was defined, carved to perfection with some chest hair to finish it off. He was perfect

He turned toward me, looking taken off guard.

"Sorry." I murmur, not quite sure what I was apologizing for. He gave me a warm smile, it filled my insides with butterflies.

My knees felt weak, just standing there. I forced my unwilling feet towards the nicely made bed. I glance at him as he takes a folded up white T-shirt our from his dresser.

"You don't have to-" I start but pause in realization. I was asking him not to put on a shirt and I wasn't sure if I should feel embarrassed or not.

He narrows his eyes before slowly putting the T-shirt back in his dresser, this time not folding it like before. He turns facing me on the opposite side of the bed.

In unison, we both throw the extra pillows on the ground and fold back the blankets. I get in, positioning myself to sit up. He did the same and I couldn't help but feel the awkward tension in the air.

It was as if we both had something to say but wouldn't say it.

I glance at him from the corner of my eye.

"Allison- I don't know if this is the time to be- you know. I'll mark you whenever you really are ready." He says.

"I'm ready." I blurted out, though the tone of my voice just said I wasn't that sure. But I knew I was. I was just feeling awkward at the moment. I knew that I'd always be ready. If not Derek, no one else. I don't want anyone else, it's just Derek and that's enough for me to be sure that I'm ready because I love him.

With much hesitation I turned towards him, crisscrossing my legs as I stared at him.

"There's never going to be an amazing time- I think our relationship consists of wrong timing so... I think this is as ready as I'll ever be." I gave a slight shrug.

A small smile appeared on his face. He leaned forward grabbing my face and leaning in. He hesitated as our lips got closer.

"I love you, Allison." He whispers. The way my name rolled off his tongue was weirdly calming. I was nervous up to this point but I felt comfortable around him and it in a way, eased those nerves.

I closed the gap between us, grabbing his head and forcing his lips on mine. He grabbed me by the waist, moving me until I was straddling his waist.

I pulled at his hair, tangling my fingers through it as our lips moved in sync.

His fingers trailed my thighs, his touch leaving behind sparks as they went along.

My fingertips fall to his chest where I took the time to feel all his defined muscles and carved perfections his lips fell from mine to my jaw where he traced kisses. My fingers found their way to his broad shoulders and down the hard muscles on his back.