Chapter 248: Sundays Are Good Too
Thursday was a day of the week that held a special place in Emily’s heart.
How could it not?
Thursdays after all were the first day of the week where she knew for certain that she would be getting some good sleep at night.
Now that she and Derek were officially a couple, doing couple things like kissing and making love. Thursdays had evolved, becoming not only the day when they got to sleep together. But also the day where they got to do couple things without worrying about having to keep up a professional facade in front of others.
In as much as Emily loved Thursdays, Sundays also now held a very special place for her. At first, Emily had come to detest Sundays a bit, because Sundays meant that she would not be seeing Derek after work. That she would not be able to sleep for a few more days.
That the bliss that she had gotten used to over the period of four days would end. But now with the new element of the two of them being a couple. Sunday held a new significance. A new tradition having formed between them. Without the two of them even realising that they were making something that would become a sort of ritual for them.
From Friday night all the way through Saturday, Emily and Derek had sex like they were high on a lust potion. Wild and frantic like they would die, if they did not manage to reach an orgasm soon. From Friday night, when Emily had barely made it through the door, and the two of them had ended up going at it on the rug. Things had not ended there.
Derek had also ended up bending her over the arm of the living room couch. His larger body encasing hers, stilling all of her movements. Making it impossible for her to do anything but just stay there, and thrash. Moaning in pleasure until she had finally come apart. Feeling him twitch and jerk wildly within her as he too had finally spilled. When they had managed to make it upstairs and into the shower.
Derek, without any provocation whatsoever, had fallen to his knees and taken Emily’s clit into his mouth. A finger instantly at her entrance. The sudden spike of pleasure so intense that the back of Emily’s head had hit the wall behind her-hard. But she had been too far gone to feel the pain. Simply grinding down, her blunt nails going over the cold tiles, as she tried and failed to find something to cling to.