Renovations on Rosemary’s house began the following month while She lived in the apartment that Derek gifted her in his building. Meanwhile, Rachel, Zoe, and Elaine lived with him in his penthouse.
The past month has been a period of slow recovery for Rachel after surviving that disastrous fire inhalation incident. Derek has been the perfect partner, doting on her 24/7 and making sure she got everything she needed until she finally felt like her normal self again.
She got to see a different side of him and it made her believe that he was truly in their relationship for the long haul as he had told her at the hospital last month. Things were moving smoothly between them and she couldn’t be happier.
“I think it’s time for me to finally get back to normal life,” she told him after dinner. They’d spent the entire day at her mom’s apartment, watching TV and playing board games until late in the evening.
“What do you mean by normal life?” He asked.
“You know, my work. I haven’t uploaded any content in months and my YouTube channel is practically dead. Let’s not even talk about my other social media accounts.
“My followers have grown tired of asking me where I’ve been, and to be honest, I miss creating content. It was something I thoroughly enjoyed doing and the money that came from it was just a bonus for simply having fun.”
He chuckled. “I understand that. Running my businesses feels that way for me too. I love the feeling I get when I close a new deal or triple our annual income. There’s a rush that comes with doing something you love and getting paid for it too.”
“So, you get what I’m saying. I need to get back to work because I miss it.”
“Yeah… but we can’t have Zoe participating in those videos anymore,” he said seriously.
“Sure. I’m happy to run a one-woman show from now on.”
“Good.”
“And… that brings me to another topic.”
“Which is?”
“Moving out of here.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Why?”
“I’ve been thinking about moving back to my apartment in Atlanta, plus, Zoe’s daycare is there, and returning to a familiar territory would give her some stability, you know?”
Derek sighed. “Zoe has stability here, Rachel, I don’t know why you would want to take her away from a place where she is surrounded by family and take her to Atlanta because of her daycare. She can be homeschooled here, can’t she?”
She knew he had a point but a nagging voice at the back of her mind kept telling her that living with Derek was a temporary arrangement, and the sooner she moved out and returned to being in her own space, the better it would be for her peace of mind.
“We can’t stay here forever,” she said.
“Why not?”
She shrugged. “I had an entire life before you came into the picture, Derek. Am I supposed to just throw that away and continue living in limbo here? Isn’t this a temporary situation?”
“It doesn’t have to be. This is not just my home anymore, it’s yours and Zoe’s too. Don’t you feel comfortable living here with me?”
It was a difficult question to answer because she did feel comfortable living in the penthouse with Derek but she would be more comfortable if her stay there were permanent but she wasn’t about to get into that conversation right now.
“That’s not it, Derek. You have a nice place and living here for the last one month has been a heavenly experience. But… I want to… I want to feel at home. I feel like a guest here.”
He was quiet for a while. “Can you do me a favor?”
The unexpected question caught her by surprise. “Huh?”
“Can you do me a favor?” He repeated.
“What is it?” She asked tentatively.
“I need you to hold off on your moving plans for now.”
“Until when?”
“Next month.”
“Why?”
“It’s my 33rd birthday on the 5th of next month and I want you and Zoe to be here to celebrate it with me.”
“Aww…” she said, moved by his sentiment.
“So? Will you wait until then and move afterward?” He asked expectantly.
“Yes, Derek. Zoe and I will remain here and celebrate your birthday with you. Do you have plans for that day? Will you be having a themed party too?”
“I don’t know yet. Maybe you could help me out with that,” he said with a grin.
She laughed. “I’m not the best when it comes to planning parties, so I’m going to enlist the help of Taylor and Rob to pull it off.”
“Sounds good to me,” he said and got to his feet. “Wait here, I’ll be right back.”
Rachel wondered what he was up to but she obeyed his request and remained on the sofa where they’d been sitting for the past couple of minutes. He returned shortly after and presented her with a black Centurion Amex card.
“Here, this should cover all the expenses for the party and whatever else you need for yourself and Zoe,” he said. “Knock yourself out, baby.”
She reached out and took the card from his hand and stared at it. She didn’t even want to imagine the limit on the card or if it had any, she was just amazed to have this card with unlimited funds at her disposal.
“I’m going to get you your own card soon, but this one’s yours for now,” he said. “I barely use it anyway.”
“I don’t even know what to say,” she laughed nervously, knowing that she was literally holding millions of dollars in her hands right now.
Derek smiled knowingly at her. “Don’t worry, you’re going to get used to it,” he said. “Now that we have that sorted out, how about some TLC before we call it a night?”
Rachel chuckled, knowing what he was asking for. They hadn’t had sex in weeks before of slow recovery and then she’d had her period in between and it seemed to go on forever for reasons she couldn’t explain. But now, she was in good health again and the coast was clear.
“I was thinking of a nice hot shower to end the night,” she said suggestively.
“Why not,” he said. “I love hot showers especially when there’s a hot woman involved. Let’s do it.”
He bent down and scooped her off the sofa, making her giggle as he carried her upstairs to his bedroom where he wasted no time in undressing her.
“Someone’s hungry for some sugar, I see,” she teased him as he started to peel off his clothes in haste.
“I know, right? I feel as if we haven’t had sex in years!”
She laughed and followed him into the bathroom where he turned on the shower at full blast and dragged her into it. They spent the first few minutes kissing passionately.
Rachel broke the kiss and grabbed the bottle of body wash near the shower and squeezed out a generous amount of the soapy liquid into her palm. She replaced the bottle in its place and rubbed the soap on Derek’s body, working up some lather as she did so.
“That feels relaxing,” he moaned as she continue to rub his body.
“You have been taking care of me these past couple of weeks, now it’s my turn to take care of you. You’ve been a very good boy, Derek baby.”
He laughed. “Derek baby? That’s a new one.”
“Shush. You’re spoiling the mojo.”
She switched things up and turned the moment into an erotic encounter when she began to circle his wet nipples with her fingers, then she tugged at them playfully making him inhale sharply with delight.
She ran her fingers down his torso, loving how his muscles tensed with anticipation as she stroked his skin. When she wrapped her hand around his shaft, he moaned in response to her touch.
“Let’s get this bad boy clean, shall we?” She said seductively and began to rub his erect cock with her soapy hand as if she was trying to wash it. Her other hand was also busy, rubbing and gently massaging his balls.
“Oh, Rachel,” he moaned, reaching down to hold her.
“Uh-huh. No touching,” she said firmly. “Just stand there and let me clean you up.”
He took his hands off her and balled his fingers into fists because it was extremely torturous for him not to touch her while she did deliciously wicked things to him down there. She continued with her erotic massage until he couldn’t bear it anymore because he felt himself about to explode.
“Come here, you little she-devil,” he said huskily and pulled her up until they were both under the direct spray of the shower. “Now, it’s my turn.”
“Skip the foreplay. I want you inside me right now,” she said thickly.
“Your wish is my command,” he whispered in her ear before turning her around to face the wall.
Then with one hand, he pinned both of hers on the wall and lifted her hips with the other hand so that he could enter her from behind. She was already wet and slippery, making his entry smooth and insanely sweet.
Rachel’s boobs were pressed against the tiled wall and her hard nipples grazed the cold surface with each thrust Derek pumped into her. He reached forward and slid his forefinger between her legs, stroking her clit as he pummeled her from behind.
“Oh! Please, don’t stop!” She begged.
“I don’t plan to,” he replied, picking up the pace of his thrusts. It was as if his hips were on auto mode, moving of their own volition without any effort from him.
She matched his rhythm, moving her ass back and forth, eager to reach the peak but also wishing that this moment would not end. Derek released her hands and cupped one of her boobs in his palm while the other one was nestled against his arm.
Rachel felt as if she was surrounded by him – he was inside her and all over her and she loved it.
They reached orgasm simultaneously, writhing against each other and moaning loudly with no care in the world.
There was nothing else in the world that was as satisfying as making love to the love of your life and experiencing a mind-blowing orgasm together. There was nothing more intimate than this.
“I’m addicted to you, Rachel,” Derek whispered.
“Don’t worry, I’ll recommend a good rehab for you,” she joked but he didn’t laugh. “I’m kidding.”
“I know but I’m serious. I know we’ve already talked about it but I wish you wouldn’t leave, Rachel. You belong here with me. You and Zoe both belong here.”
His words warmed her heart and made her smile. “I’m not going anywhere yet, so let’s enjoy our time together and cross that other bridge when we get there.”
“Ok,” he said quietly.
“Now, let’s have a proper shower and go to bed. I have a birthday party to start planning tomorrow,” she said, trying to liven the mood in the bathroom.
He chuckled. “You seem to be taking this task very seriously.”
“I am and I intend to knock your socks off come next month,” she promised.
“Are you trying to plan a carnival?”
“Maybe, maybe not,” she replied mysteriously. “Now, stop asking questions and focus on the task at hand.”
“Which is?”
“Finishing this shower and going to bed. What we just did here now deserves a part two.”
“I was hoping you’d say that,” he laughed. “You know what they always say, one good turn deserves another.”
“Yeah, right,” she said with a grin and grabbed the bottle of body wash for the second time. If there was something she could always count on in this relationship, it’s the fact she and Derek will always be on the same page when it came to making love.