Sneaking Out

Most people would think of sneaking out as a last resort when grounding or angry parents get in the way of going out. Derek understood sneaking out as the only way to get out the house. Even if he was trying to go to school or get dinner with a girl, he knew no other way. He never told anyone where he was and no one asked questions. But Casey knew where he was really going that night. On this particular Saturday evening the whole family was out of the house, well except for the studious Casey. While the family went to entertain the children at an amusement park, Casey picked staying home to study for a biology test. Derek knew she was blasting music and focusing and not paying attention as he slipped out of his window on to the roof. But Casey had been waiting expecting this. She was twelve steps ahead. Literally she was already on the roof. Laying out on a towel getting her tan on. And before Derek could even try to ask what she was doing, Casey pointed at her tanning lotion, "help a sister out?"

"You're not my sister." But he didn't say no. Derek sat down next to Casey and starting rubbing her back with the lotion. And he was just as confused as when he got on the roof, but atleast he got to touch her soft skin. The skin he wanted to bite and mark. The skin she rubbed with lotion, and bath soap, and scratched when she got nervous. "Aren't you supposed to be studying or something?" He scratched at her skin and hoped his voice covered his growing discomfort at her closeness, especially her lack of clothing. And he couldn't take his eyes off the ass hanging out of her bikini.

"I already studied earlier and I wanted to lie out. Can you untie me? I don't want lines." Derek gulped at her forwardness and couldn't see the conniving smirk she was sporting, the one he taught her. He was Derek Venturi, normally girls were begging him to undress them, but he didn't have the will power to ignore such a request. All he wanted was to touch her more and she wasn't going to get the best of him. They had started playing games like this with each other. As the sexual tension heightened so did their tricks. He would spend too much time without his shirt off and he would ignore his personal space whilst in a towel whenever possible. Casey tried to act innocent about hers. She would come downstairs at night while he was watching television in her sexiest night gown and cover it with an untied robe as if trying to act modest. But they both knew she wasn't. She would ask for a towel after showering or walk around in one. He would ask her to nurse his hockey wounds and she would ask him to aloe his burns. It was all the tension and kindness without the love. Not to mention the passion.

"Yeah no problem. You wanna rub some of that shit on me so I can get all dark to compliment my tall and handsome." Derek smirked and laid his shirt down to lie back down next to Casey.

Casey was five steps ahead of Derek again and smiled as she got up without retying her top. In fact she decided to take it off and leave it right on her towel for Derek to look over and see. As Casey sat down on Derek's thighs to rub his back, he moved his head to the side and noticed the little white piece of material left as his trophy on her towel. He smirked to himself and decided not to buy into her tricks but act like he had seen nothing.

After fifteen minutes without any comments or turning his head backwards to see if it was real, Casey gave up waiting for Derek and laid back down. They both sat in silence until Casey looked over and noticed Derek already starring back at her. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" Forward to the point no hesitation.

"Derek." She was warning him. Dont make me fall in love with you. I can't handle it. I can't handle you. Don't make me want you more than I already do.

"Do boys tell you how beautiful you are? Because they should. Every moment of every day. Someone should tell you how fabulous you are."

"Are you on drugs or is this how you get into a girls pants now."

"I usually try to woo them with my words yes. But I already got your top off so I'm kinda winning as it is." He smirked and the sweet comments were long gone. It was on.

"Actually Derek. In case you failed to pay attention, I took off my top so I don't get tan lines. It has nothing to do with your barbaric conquest."

"Is that why you took it off as soon as I came up here? For tan lines? But you didn't care about any lines before. And my conquests are anything but barbaric. Barbarians rape and pilage. Girls are quite willing to take a ride in the Prince, on the prince." Derek smirked and Casey looked mortified. "Wanna go for a drive?"

"Not if the world caught on fire and your car was made of water."

"Well it gets quite steamy but the fire is coming from inside." Casey couldn't take it anymore. He laid there on his stomach with that grin of his. So she just looked at him and scowled.

"If your sex life is so intense why do you masterbate so much?" Derek kept smirking. Obviously Casey's question didn't embarass him. In fact it made him laugh.

"Why do you have to walk around in your lingere so much?"

"EW DEREK!" Casey started making gagging noises but it only fueled Derek's comments.

"Do you need something to gag on? I can loan you something." Once again Casey just looked at him.

"I wouldn't suck your dick for a scholarship to Harvard."

"Careful what you say. It may bite you in the ass." Trying to be as horrible as possible Derek bent down and bit the ass hanging out of Casey's suit he had been staring at. And he looked up and smirked. Schoked Casey spun around only. She forgot about not wearing a top but Derek's eyes were glued to her chest and when she threw her hands up to cover herself he was ontop fo her in seconds. Derek pinned her hands above her head and stared into Casey's eyes. "I meant it."

"Get off me!" Casey tried to pull her hands away but Derek let go only to place his hands on her chest.

"Get you off?" He smirked and her shocked face, but she didn't protest when his lips met hers in a passionate kiss. It lasted for only twenty seconds but left both their lips tingling. "My pleasure." Derek leaned his head back in and captured her lips for a second kiss. His hands were above her head and Casey wrapped her legs around his waist only to push him into a sitting postition with her in his lap. Her hands were tangled in his hair and his hands moved from her lower back up her spine to scratch her back. Casey giggled as she pulled away from the kiss when Derek's delicate touch tinkled her skin.

"What's so hilarious?" Derek frowned at the loss of her lips on his. But Casey didn't respond instead started kissing down his jaw, to his neck, and down his collar bone, to his chest. Her lips found their way back to his ear but her fingers continued their journey down his abdomen to his happy trail and she teased him by running them down his shorts through the fabric.

She whispered in his ear. "Get me off and I might return the favor." She bit his earlobe and reached down to the ties on both sides of her bottoms and pulled them loose. Derek took this as an invitiation and pulled them the rest of the way off her body. Her moved her to lay on her back and loomed over her again. Derek kissed down her chest and took one nipple in his mouth as he pinched the other. Casey couldn't take it and set her own hand between her legs. Derek continued sucking on her other nipple but moved to watch as Casey pressed down on her clit with her index finger and slowly rubbed her entrance with her middle finger. He would never be able to get that image out of his head. And it was most likely going to get him through a tough night. Finally he couldn't tak it anymore and moved to hover over her show. Casey was moaning and rubbing her clit and Derek suprised her with attacking her entrance with his tongue. He lapped up her juices with fucking her with his tongue. Casey sucked on her own fingers and Derek looked up to watch her.

He was so turned on he couldn't handle it. His shorts were too tight and her pussy was so tight and it was all too much for him. He had to get her off so he could get in her. Derek grabbed her thighs and lifted her legs to rest on his shoulders while he worked on her. She was panting and moaning. So close. Too close. With one last bit to her clit, Casey fell apart.

Derek was proud of his work but he needed to be out of his shorts. He stood up and kicked them off only to lay back on the towel and roll Casey ontop of him. "Princess?" Casey looked at him with glossy eyes. Her body was still glowing with her orgasm and she felt so blissful.

"Yeah der?" Her voice was soft from her moaning and screaming.

"You wanna do something for me now?"

"Sure Der. Anything." Derek smirked. She was too blissful and unwound to deny him.

"But first you have to close your eyes." Casey did what Derek asked and he picked up her hips and slammed his dick into her soaking pussy. She screamed out and rested her hands on his chest already bouncing up and down on him. Derek could feel all of her and watching her chest bounce up and down was the cherry ontop. Casey knew what she was doing. Bouncing on him, moving side to side and up and down. Pulling completely off and slamming herself back down. Derek was just a pulsing dildo to her. But he didn't mind. "Don't stop Case!" Derek was moaning and Casey was making those soft mewing sounds that were scaring him and they would play back in his head whenever he heard her talk. Casey started panting and Derek knew she was close but as her throating moans got fainter, Derek's balls tightened and he couldn't stop himself. He came in her and left his eyes roll back in his head. Her lips were back on his and he was still inside her. Neither said a word as she laid back down and he got comfortable against her.

"Now I need a shower." Casey looked over at Derek and got back up to grab her things and crawl in his window. "See you there?" And she didn't need to question. Derek was already in the bathroom turning on the water.

Tell me what you thought! Second shower scene to come. Sorry it was so short.