Derek Anderson
They’ve been at it for most of the day, unpacking. They had moved in the city yesterday, arriving late afternoon. Movers had helped unloading the truck and both detectives had been too tired to unpack. A dinner out, a night in a motel room(strange how not tired they were for sex). They came home in the morning and around dinner time, it was time to stop. Everything important was unpacked, the rest could be done over the next few days.
Derek was sitting shirtless on the couch, sweating, beer in hand, legs stretched. He was looking at Izzy with a smile before drinking from the bottle.
“Well, how do you like our new home so far?” After all seeing it on pictures and actually being in it was two different things.
Izzy Montoya
It’s been exhausting [but never TOO exhausting for sex. Nothing is ever that exhausting] all the packing, unpacking. The house is nice – not perfect, but nice enough – and not too big, nor small. There’s room for a guest room [as if they ever have guests] and a second room is slowly coming together as their office, with the biggest of the bedrooms made their own.
It’s the first time she’s moved into someplace new with someone, anyone. She’s a little… offkilter. [read: terrified]. But holding strong. The hardest part, ironically, was packing all of John’s stuff into storage back in Chicago. Everything else was easy to box away, send ahead, and then unpack, box by box by box.
She looks over at him, as she shuts the the drawer on the last of the kitchen gadgets she never uses, but he does, and picks up her beer, just looking at him sitting there.
She moves over, and flops down next to him on the couch with a sigh. “I think if I ever see another cardboard box, I might shoot myself.” As for how she likes it… “It’ll do.”
Way to commit, Izzy.
Derek Anderson
He smiles, putting his hand on her thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze “Lucky that I emptied all your guns, for I think there is one or two of them still in the office” He grins at her
“What should we do tonight? Order in then try every rooms in the house..see how much fun there is to be had in them?”
He looks relaxed, despite the fact it was the first time he was moving officially with someone, meaning no apartment to go to if things go badly. But it didn’t bother him too much. He was confident things would go well with Izzy. After all nothing so far indicted that it wouldn’t last for a long time.
Izzy Montoya
She arches a brow and looks at him sideways. “You touched. My guns.” And then she lets the familiar smirk slide over her lips again as she takes a swig from her beer, and lets her hand fall to slide over his on her thigh. If that’s not an indication of trust – nothing will be. She let him touch her guns – though she knows as well as he does they’ll be loaded again soon enough.
“Definitely order in – seeing as how the sole content of the fridge right now is alcohol. I mean, I like beer for dinner as much as the next girl, but an excellent pizza would be welcomed too.”
Not that they have even the first idea on where to score such an excellent pizza. It’ll be trial and error, everything new. Even in Miami she had family. Here? Here they are on their own.
As for the house tour… she sighs, dramatically. “Oh, if we must…” as if she’d ever say no.
Derek Anderson
He laughed at her expression “Your guns are fine. Unless I find away to keep you away form bullets forever, I won’t touch them, you might shoot my ass for it”
He listens to her talk and then lean toward her for a kiss. He makes it last for a long moment before grinning “I think we must. But if you’re too tired, I’d understand you know. It’s been a long day”
He teases her, looking into her eyes then gets up and find the phone book to search for a pizzeria number. “Want to go with something safe like Domino’s or should we try La Casa della Pizza?”
He look up with a brow raised.
Izzy Montoya
“Might? Hell, you know better than that.” But she’s chuckling, even as he captures it in his kiss, and she lifts a hand to slide along the back of his neck, blunt nails teasing along his hairline as the kiss lingers…
He pulls away, and she licks her lips, savoring his taste with a slight smirk. “I am never to tired for that. But if you need me to pretend to have a headache because YOU are too tired…”
Speaking of… “Did we unpack the porn yet?” Because that’s important, you know.
He searches for a number, and asks if she wants to be safe. She laughs and shakes her head. “We just moved halfway across the country – I saw we live a little dangerously. La Casa Della Pizza it is. Make sure it has lots of meat on it…”
Derek Anderson
He grins “The porn is safe hun, not that we really need it now. But we could always put something on for some background noise. As for sex, I”m always ready. I’m all young and fit you know”
He smiles, teasing before dialling the Casa’s number and ordering a large with pepperoni, sausages, bacon and beef. He pauses, trying to remember the address then gives it to the clerk and hang up.
He moves to the couch, sitting beside her again, hand reaching under her shirt and teasingly moving down her pants
Izzy Montoya
The porn is safe. “Well, I know the game systems are safe and hooked up right since I did them myself – so figured I’d better check on the porn.” Sometimes, she is such a guy.
Not according to what his hands find under that shirt, of course… she smirks at him. Young and fit, sure… “Yeah, but I’m in my sexual prime, don’t you know…” Which must be why they work so well together.. or something. Nipples crinkle and harden under his touch and she leans back to give him access to the fastenings on her jean shorts, if he wants it, tipping back her beer to finish it off.
She sets it aside, and arches a brow. “Have enough time, or am I answering the door naked again…” Not that she cares, of course. It wouldn’t be the first time – or the last.
Derek Anderson
He chuckles “That you are..very sexual and very much in your prime.” He undo her shorts and let his hand move under her panties, caressing her sex, clit and labia
“Well we’ll see when the delivery guy arrives. For now” He let his finger rub her clit before sliding inside her “Why don’t you get up, get those off and make me kneel in front of you?”
He grins, looking into her eyes before kissing her again and letting her decide if she likes his idea.
Izzy Montoya
She catches her breath, and lets it loose in a soft moan as his finger slides deep, and chuckles softly. She leans up into that kiss, tongue twisting with his even as she simply lifts her hips and shoves her shorts and panties down, before settling back to the couch and kicking them to the side. Then, with a grin, she shifts her position, lifting a foot to press against his hip and kick him off the couch.
She leans up to peel out of her tank top too, and tosses it aside, before grabbing his shoulders, and nudging him into position kneeling between her thighs.
She ALWAYS likes this idea….
Derek Anderson
He chuckles as she push him off the couch. He put his beer on the living room table and places himself, parting her thighs slowly, enjoying the sight of her sex, as always. He makes his way to it, kissing her inner thighs until he reaches it.
He smells it, rubbing his nose against clit and labia, then starts kissing her sex all over, tongue sliding out once in a while to add to the teasing. The the tip of it start flicking her swollen clit, lips closing on it to suck it, toying with it before his mouth move to her labia, licking up outside, down inside a few time and then presses his tongue against her entrance, tasting her more, pushing deep.
His hands keeps her legs parted, letting her tease her breasts if she felt like it. His eyes were focused on her sex most of the time but he did glance up every once in a while.
Izzy Montoya
She watches him, enjoying the way he takes his time, teases and enjoys every bit of her… Her gaze lingers over him as fingers tease through his hair, slide along the line of his jaw, then back up again as she curls her hips to meet his tongue, a low grown sounding in the back of her throat as she leans her head back and closes her eyes.
“Ohhhhh gooood…” She doesn’t hide her reactions from him. Here is where she is most honest, most laid bare [and not just naked], true and real in every sense of the word. Here is where she lets go, lets him really see her…
She touches herself, because it adds to the sensation, and because he likes it, teasing her breasts, nipples hard and aching as her breath quickens and he entices reactions from her with every stroke of his tongue, every teasing lick and suck…
Derek Anderson
His tongue slides as deeply as possible inside her, pleasuring her, tasting her. The it moves back to her clit,fingers replacing it, curling to find her g spot, rubbing it as he move them in and out.
He knew her body well by now and it didn’t matter. Every time he touched her was like the first time to him (except he knew how to touch her for maximum pleasure)and he was never tired of seeing her or feeling her.
His fingers and tongue are picking up the pace knowing she will reach her apex soon. His sex was so hard from pleasuring her that it was threatening to rip his jeans.
Izzy Montoya
She lets a hand fall to the edge of the couch, fingers gripping and twisting the cushion, holding tight as he picks up the pace… muscles quiver and breath quickens as she reaches that moment, that shining moment before where she knows she can no longer control it – she can’t hold back, she can’t even claim to be in control, it is all him, all his touch, all his whim driving her onwards, driving her higher still…
She cries out when she finally falls over the edge, her hips curling into his touch, her hand gripping the cushion tight while the other holds him against her, thighs quivering, trembling as her release rushes through her, flooding her senses as she cums….
It lingers for what seems like forever until her hold relaxes, and she breathlessly chuckles, before reaching under his chin, urging him upwards and claiming his lips in a kiss that says all the things she refuses too – even as her hands work to free him from the confines of his denim prison…
Derek Anderson
He take the time to taste her fully, licking her clean before moving upward, kissing her with passion and love, one of those kiss that says much more than any words they could usher.
She undo his pants as she tastes her on his lips and his sex and spring into her hands. He would never be able to hide how much she arouse him, not with a proof as hmmm considerable as the one she could close her hands around.
After the kiss, he gets up, his sex almost level with her face. It was easy to see what he wanted, and he had a feeling she wanted the same…until he cums or maybe until she couldn’t wait any more and lead him inside her.
Izzy Montoya
She knows him well – so well that she knew he would stand before he does, even as she’s still reeling from the power of his kiss, how much is says without words. He knows how hard it has been for her, how she can’t quite bring herself to say what they both know, both feel, and instead shows her – with every touch, with every lick, with every single kiss…
And she has no hesitation at all when it comes to pleasing him as well. He stands, and she strokes him another time or two, before leaning forward, scooting to the edge of the couch to pull him deep into her throat, pulling back to tease her tongue around sensitive head, before sliding lips and hand into tandom strokes designed to drive him as crazy as he does her… every touch, every slide of her tongue, even the slightest tease of her teeth adding to the sensations and delight….
Derek Anderson
His hands move to her hands, fingers sliding in her hair. As always, he doesn’t guide her or force her. She knew what she was doing as she proved it to him many times over and she also know him better than any other woman.
He groans slightly as she suck and stroke him. It always felt so incredibly good. His sex was rock hard, almost throbbing in her mouth. “oohhh god it feels good”
The bell rings as she suck him “Come in…living room” He calls out to the delivery guy. When he hears the steps he grins “Feel free to jerk off..we won’t be long. Kleenex are over there”
He was so close now.
Izzy Montoya
She hears the ring, and almost has to stop and laugh at Derek’s reaction, let alone the fact that the delivery guy does walk in…
she manages to keep her composure though, and doesn’t miss a stroke, a lick or suck, a touch that slides around his balls and slips farther between his thighs to tease, just enough pressure to encourage him, to seduce him as tongue, lips and fingertips work in tandom to drive him completely over the edge…
She won’t stop until he cums, until he gives in completely to her whims… and until then, she doesn’t once even look over to see the delivery guy… Derek has her full attention.
As always.
Derek Anderson
He keep his attention on her,it was much too pleasurable not to. She can feel it when he’s about to cum, his sex throbbing madly then exploding inside her mouth, filling him with his semen. His back arch as he empties himself, shivers running down his body, muscles clenching and unclenching.
It takes some time but the climax is over. He slowly bend forward to kiss her fully on the lips, tasting himself then breaking the kiss with a smile, he turns toward the immobile delivery guy
The man was staring at Izzy’s naked body, a hard on could easily be guessed in his pants. Derek picks up his pants and take his wallet out “How much man?” The guy doesn’t react, still staring at Izzy. Derek picks the pizza, looks at the receipt
“Yep man, she’s quite the goddess and I get to fuck her every nights, most mornings and during the day. Pray to god you get half that lucky”
He grins, pulls some bills and place them in the man’s hand and then leads him out. Both detectives knew he would be jerking off as soon as he found a private place to park.
He comes back to Izzy with a smile “God that felt good” He was talking about the blowjob of course, the guy..was already forgotten. He moves closer to her, leaning to kiss her again, caressing her all over, slightly teasing her before sitting so they could eat
Izzy Montoya
He fills her mouth and she swallows, again and again, hands sliding to caress his hips, his ass, soothing over his skin as he trembles in the midst of his release. She lets him slide from her lips, and leans up into his kiss, moaning softly as she does so, before she leans back and let the delivery guy have a good look. She even keeps her thighs open, as she smirks his way, stretching languidly….
Derek gets their pizza, pays and shoos him off, and finally settles to kiss her again, and then it’s time to discover if this delivery boy will get a second viewing in the future…
“mmmm, smells good.” She hops up to go to the kitchen, digging up a roll of paper towels, and two fresh beers, before rejoining him and pulling free the first slice. “Not bad… maybe I’ll like it here, after all…”
Derek Anderson
He grins, leading her to sit on him once she gets her slice “Well one thing is for sure, this guy will want to come back here as often as possible” He kisses and nibbles her neck and jawline, hands moving up to her breasts.
Then he reach for his own slice “And I”m going to like it here. Simply because of the person sitting on my lap” That was about as honest a comment about them he could make. If she was there, then the rest was fine.
“Guess we’ll have to check places out now for the bets you owe me..sex in public..and sex in front of women. In San Fran, we will definitely find a place that will let us do it without offending people.”
He takes a bite of his slice, one hand caressing her belly down to her sex and back up.
Izzy Montoya
She would never, ever, let anyone see her sitting in a man’s lap unless she was riding him to pleasure herself… but they are here, alone, in their own home. And, despite all she hasn’t said, the fact that she considers it theirs, and that they moved across the country together, and she IS sitting on his lap…
she settles in, comfortably, and turns her head to kiss his neck, simply resting her head against his for a long moment, sighing contentedly. “Me too.”
Then, she chuckles as he moves on to the bets, and arches a brow, slightly. “Forgot one.” Which is one they can do here at home, of course, but she won’t let him forget just because it’s something she’ll have to work through some dark memories involved, the ultimate test of her trust in him. When it’s light out, she is certain she’ll be fine… but alone in the dark, the fears come back, and her body trembles, and she gets lost in the memories and dreams of darker times.
His touch soothes her then, even while he sleeps, he’ll roll over, wrap her up in his arms, and calm her fears. That alone is enough for her to make sure he doesn’t forget the restraint bet, too.
So they enjoy their pizza, caressing and touching and remaining close as they do so. Then, of course, their little prelude to the main event takes hold again, and it’s time to break in the various rooms of the house – the floor in front of the fireplace, the office, the shower, the kitchen while stopping for another bite to eat and some hydration then finally to their bed, in their room, in their house, in their new city…
At some point, during the night, without either of them realizing it… this city – and especially this house – becomes their home.