THE DARK

Elena's POV:

I wanted to show Derek something and was so excited about it. I knew he would be occupied in his room since that was where he worked most of the time. And I barely saw him unless he wanted to ask me questions or just wanted me to solve a problem. I gave him my best shot and was glad to have impressed him in many ways. It was almost like he wasn't expecting me to know up to what I knew. Some ideas I gave stunned him. I realized that he always cocked a brow whenever he was stunned, just like when he was either confused or curious. I'd admit it looked so attractive and masculine on him. I descended the stairs missing the scent of jasmine, cinnamon, and lemon, so I walked to the living room and nearly passed out with what I saw next.

Derek was actually in his living room shirtless. I was right when I said he has a nice back. But 'nice' was an understatement. It was more sexy, built, and masculine...I loved driving my nails through that skin each time we had sex.

"Seems like you're about to show me something." He said, his back still turned to me. I grinned to myself because he knew me so much.

Like how in the world did he know I just walked in? It is probably my scent or I just wasn't loud enough. He turned to take his brown polka dot shirt neatly hanging on the couch before shrugging it on. And while he was buttoning up, he turned to him. Even though he was nearly done with the buttons, I still saw his rocky-looking chest and prominent abs. His brows were cocked as he glanced up at me.

"No...yes...I mean yes I do want to." I said, getting carried away.

"We can discuss it when we get to the company. I'll call for you when I'm less occupied."

"Alright then." There was a pause. Silence. He furrowed his brows as though he was asking me a question, and I didn't understand.

"Are you going to...?" He gestured past me.

"Oh, right, sorry." I turned and walked, feeling embarrassed. I heard a chuckle behind me. I felt so dumb at the moment. I could smack my forehead, but that would earn me more questioning brows from him...something I didn't want.

"I think we're way past being shy around each other Mia Cara. By the way, I got an invitation this night. And I'm not quite certain how you're going to take it because the invitation is from Damon." He said and that caused me to tense up. "You don't have to come if you don't want to. And I don't have to go either. By the way " He moved towards me. "I want to stay with you." He smirked as he bent to my level. I was in his shirt though, the look length reaching my thigh. He looked down at me.

"I think I should go take a shower then," I said, turning, but he grabbed my hand. I looked down at our enjoined hands. "I got something for you." He stated and took two shopping bags before giving them to me.

Stunned, I looked up at him. "You went shopping?"

"Nope, I had someone do that for me." He said while I looked at what was inside. Then I hugged him afterwards for the beautiful gifts before running up the stairs. I looked out the window, watching as the sun was beginning to set.

I worked towards the bathroom and took off the shirt before hanging it up. Then turned the shower on. It would have been so much better if Derek was in here though. I looked at myself in the mirror before lowering my gaze to my abdomen. I smiled when I noticed a bump was beginning to form. I turned to the side and noticed how my figure was beginning to have an 's' form. I stepped into the shower and allowed the water to descend on my body. I go with my favourite body wash, taking my time to scrub the dirt off my body. I closed my eyes as the water rushed down my face to my body.

I jumped a little when I felt a touch on my stomach but relaxed when I remembered it was Derek. His lips touched my shoulder. With the way he held my abdomen, I just knew that he loved our child very much. Sometimes he made me wish I could have my child early because I knew he would cherish it for the rest of his life. He kissed my other shoulder, bringing me closer to himself. Yeah, he was naked too. I stroked his face as I turned towards him. The chemistry between us is getting a little hotter. His body was so magnetic...a pull that always drew me close to him. My fingers traced his abs, six pack, pretty much obvious that he was so used to working out. His eyes stayed on mine for...I don't know how long but I knew our proximity was so close to the point where our lips touched. There was no hurry, no dominance, no possessiveness, just a couple kissing and enjoying the moment. Yes, this was different from casual sex. The butterflies in my belly whirled as he held me tight. I felt so safe even though there was no danger. He raised my leg so it was hanging on top of his hip, still kissing my lips. Then he lowered himself and whispered into my ear.

"I don't want to have sex with you, Mia Cara. I want to make love to you." His statement made me feel so many things at once. He raised my chin so I was gazing into his eyes before I felt him slowly enter me. My face contorted into pleasure, while my sighs escaped unintentionally. He kissed my neck without sucking it, then my shoulders again. His movement was slow, taking his time to feel my walls clenching and unclenching around him.

My sighs were filled with pleasure as he rubbed against me. He looked at my face and leaned in so our lips were touching again. We weren't getting out of this shower anytime soon. I was dripping off his cum the moment he let my leg down, breathing heavily. He kissed me again, allowing me to wash off before lifting me, bridal style and taking me to our room. We were both still naked from the shower. But I took the robe next to me and shrugged it on. Yeah, it was way too cold. He went ahead to wrap a towel around his waist. I watched as the water dripped from his body, down to his abs. He glanced over at me and caught me staring. He smirked with darkened eyes.

"Seems like you're asking for more." He said and I tore my gaze away from his abs. I just couldn't get enough of him. "You should get prepared." He said as he took his body lotion. I applied my deodorants before applying my Vaseline, along with my body mist, on my neck and arm. Then I sprayed my perfume on top of them, with a touch of perfume oil and body spray. I looked at myself in the mirror. Yeah, I didn't love using one perfume on my body, because none of my products aside from my perfume sets were scented. After, I applied my facial products and tied my hair before pinning it with fancy jewellery. Then we moved to my gown. I left the violet-coloured of its package. It was a long-sleeved off-shoulder gown with a long split at the middle that would reach my thigh. I wore it before heading towards Derek when I was unable to do the zip. He was surprisingly done with dressing and he looked so hot and masculine, that I could have passed out. I quickly turned so he would do what I needed him to.

I felt his fingers trace my back as he zipped up the zipper. I turned to him and his eyes darkened at the sight of my dress. My thick thighs were comfortably sticking out of the flare bottom dress. And I knew I had quite the glowy skin. He walked towards me and stroked my thigh.

"That's it. When we sit at the club, I wouldn't have to worry about getting my fingers down there if you misbehave." His voice lowered as he spoke. I knew exactly what he was talking about.