Me and derek have been in my bed all night. He's ontop of me. My nails are digging into his arms as he thrusts into me slowly.
He's kissing my neck. I close my eyes. It's starting to hurt. I'm really sore down there.
I touch his hand softly. He entwines our fingers. I squeeze my eyes tighter shut, trying to ignore the soreness.
"Derek.. der" I say quietly. He stops, looking at me. "I'm sore.. can we please stop?" I whisper. "Oh my god baby, I'm so sorry" he kisses me softly. He pulls out of me.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know" he kisses me again. I sit up slowly, leaning back against the headboard. I can't help it. I start crying.
"Was I hurting you that bad?" He hugs me. "No" I shake my head. "I was just scared that you'd yell at me" I hug him back, pushing my face into his shoulder.
"Meredith, I've told you before that if you want me to stop to tell me and I will.. I'd never shout at you for that" he says. "I'm sorry" tears stream down my cheeks.
"Thanks" I wipe my tears. "What the fuck.. don't thank me for that.. its literally just basic respect" he says. "I'm sorry" I sniffle.
"Stop apologising.. are you okay?" He pulls away. "Yeah, I'm fine.. it was just getting uncomfortable" I say. "You sure?" He asks. I nod.
"Did he used to yell at you when you told him to stop?" He asks. "He'd just keep going until I gathered the strength to push him off of me" I say quietly. He sighs.
"Piece of shit" he says. "I'm okay anyway.. I'm sorry, I know you're not like that.. I just sometimes forget that" I sigh. "I know, it's okay" he puts his hand on my cheek. I kiss him softly.
"You sure you're okay?" He asks. "Yeah" I smile. He kisses me again. I hug him. "Why was it hurting? It's not the condoms, is it? The gel on them?" He asks.
"No, I think it's just cause we've been at it for a while" I chuckle softly. "Sorry, I should've given you a break" he says. "Its okay" I giggle.
"Can I do anything? Is your back hurting? Do you want me to run you a bath? I can give you a massage?" He runs his fingers through my hair. I giggle, looking at him.
"What?" He asks. "You're sweet" I say. He smiles small. "Come here" he says. I climb between his legs, my back against his chest.
He rubs his hands up and down my back. He massages me for about twenty minutes.
"You have a great talent with your hands" I grin, closing my eyes. "I have many great talents with my hands" he says. I giggle. He kisses my neck softly.
"How do you feel?" He puts his hands on my belly. "I'm amazing" I lay back onto him. "Good" he hugs me from behind. I smile. He kisses my cheek. We cuddle into eachother.