The CEO’s Unspoken Love (Eleanor and Derek) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Eleanor POV

“Derek, please, I begged, my voice breathy.

Then, instead of entering me, he lowered his head, his breath hot against my core. His tongue flicked out, tracing my folds with

slow, deliberate strokes, teasing my clit with featherlight licks that made my hips buck.

I moaned, my fingers gripping the sheets as he sucked gently, then harder, his lips closing around the sensitive bud. His tongue

circled, dipped lower, lapping at my entrance before returning to my clit, building a rhythm that set my nerves on fire. He slid two fingers inside me, curling them to hit my G-spot while his mouth worked relentlessly, the wet sounds of his tongue and my arousal

filling the room.

My thighs trembled, pleasure coiling tight in my belly, and when he sucked my clit hard, grazing it with his teeth, I shattered. The orgasm ripped through me, my pussy clenching around his fingers as I cried out, my voice echoing in the quiet room. He didn’t stop, licking me through the aftershocks, drawing out every shudder until I was gasping, oversensitive, my hands pushing weakly at

his shoulders.

Only then did he rise, his lips glistening with my arousal, his eyes locked on mine as he positioned himself at my entrance.

He was big-thicker than I remembered from our fleeting encounters before-and the sensation bordered on pain, but it was the good kind, the kind that made me crave more. When he was fully seated, balls deep inside my pussy, he paused, letting me adjust,

our foreheads touching as we both panted.

Then he started moving. Slow at first, pulling out almost completely before thrusting back in, his hips rolling in a way that ground against my clit with each stroke. I wrapped my legs around him again, meeting his every thrust

The bed creaked under us, the rhythm building as he picked up speed. His cock slid in and out, slick with my arousal, the friction sending sparks through my body. I could feel every ridge, every vein, as he pounded into me. My breasts bounced with each thrust. His mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard as he fucked me, the dual sensations pushing me closer to the edge.

Outside, the snow fell heavier now, swirling in the wind, but inside, sweat beaded on our skin. I clawed at his back, nails leaving red trails, my moans turning to cries. “Harder,” I demanded, and he obliged, slamming into me with force, his balls slapping against my

ass.

The room smelled of sex-musk and salt-and the sound of our bodies colliding was raw, primal. He angled his hips, hitting my G- spot repeatedly, and I felt the orgasm coiling tight in my belly. I’m close, I gasped, and he growled in response, one hand slipping

between us to rub my clit furiously.

It hit me like a wave, crashing over me as I came, my pussy clenching around his cock in rhythmic pulses. I screamed his name, my back arching off the bed, vision blurring with stars that rivaled the snowflakes outside.

Derek didn’t stop; he fucked me through it, prolonging the pleasure until I was trembling. Then, with a few more erratic thrusts, he followed, burying himself deep as he came. I felt the hot spurts of his cum filling me, his cock twitching inside my walls. He

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collapsed on top of me, both of us gasping for air, his weight a comforting anchor.

We lay there, tangled, his softening cock still inside me, our heartbeats slowing in sync. The afterglow settled over us like a warm blanket, and after a moment, he shifted his weight, then rolled to his side, pulling me against his chest, my head tucked under his chin. His hand stroked my back, fingers tracing lazy patterns across my skin. He kissed my forehead, then my temple, is lips

lingering, soft and reverent.

“Eleanor, can we-” he started, his voice low, but I pressed a finger to his lips, shaking my head.

“Not tonight,” I whispered, my tone firm but gentle. “I don’t want to think, Derek. Just… stay here with me.”

His eyes softened, a flicker of understanding passing through them, and he nodded, respecting my need to keep this moment untouched by complications. Instead of words, he spoke through touch-his fingers brushing through my hair, his lips grazing my shoulder, his hand cupping my breast gently, thumb teasing my nipple until it hardened again. I sighed, melting into him, my leg draped over his thigh, feeling the sticky warmth of his cum between us, a reminder of our raw connection.

He continued, his touches deliberate but tender-a kiss on my collarbone, a stroke along my hip, each gesture designed to please without demanding more. The snow outside piled higher, insulating us from the world beyond my bedroom. I nestled closer, my hand resting on his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heart.

He tried again, his voice barely above a whisper, “Eleanor, I just-” but I shook my head, more insistent this time.

“Please, Derek. Just this. Nothing heavy tonight.”

He smiled faintly, conceding, and pulled me tighter, his fingers slipping into my hair, massaging my scalp in a way that made my eyes flutter closed. His lips brushed my ear, then my neck, each kiss a quiet promise to honor my boundaries. His hand trailed down my side, resting on my ass, squeezing gently, not to arouse but to comfort, to keep me close.

The room grew cooler as the night deepened, the chill seeping through the window despite the snow’s insulating blanket. Derek pulled the comforter over us, cocooning our naked bodies in warmth.

The snow continued to fall, blanketing Boston in silence, and in that moment, wrapped in Derek’s arms, I felt truly at peace. No more running. Just us, in the warm afterglow, letting the world outside fade away.

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V McG

Welllll, THAT was a very different kind of chapter. And lets hope they can work from this point on and not screw the reconciliation up.

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