Chapter 137

• Derek's eyes squinted at the glaring light peeking through the window. He was exhausted. His body felt dead but not in a bad way.
• He blinked his eyes open as he began to move when he felt like his arm was pinned down. Turning he couldn't stop the smile. Gemma laid tucked next to him, her head resting on his upper arm as she slept. The memories of last night flooded in. He had made her scream so much he wasn't sure if she'd have a voice today.
• He relaxed as he watched her sleep. Thoughts ran through his head. He had his share of women in his bed before. And never had he felt like this. Never had he been with a woman more than once. Never had he wanted to make a woman cum like he made Gemma cum. Most of the time he had to admit he was an asshole. He went in for his pleasure not caring for the woman's pleasure.