Meredith's eyes sparkled with hope and expectation for the future.
Derek just looked at them and did not speak, but he had an idea in his mind.
the Masons had almost been destroyed by him, but since Meredith wanted to take back what belonged to him, he probably had to use a softer approach.
Perhaps this would be his last gift to Meredith.
His eyes darkened as he thought about it. He saw that Meredith had finished eating, so he stood up. "Okay, you're finished. You can go now."
Meredith looked at the man who had ordered her to leave. She could see his inner conflict. He was afraid that she would be hungry but at the same time, he tried to drive her away.
What was going on with him?
Thinking about it, Meredith stood up. But instead of leaving as Derek had expected, she sat directly on his lap, leaned over, and bit Derek's lips.
She had learned from someone that it was better to look at a man's instinctive reaction rather than listen to his words.
Meredith wanted to see what his most instinctive reaction was. Would he push her away, or...
Derek did not expect her to be so proactive. The familiar and sweet scent surrounded him, making his desire surge. He did not hesitate and immediately took back the initiative.
He had also wanted her for a long time. He was captivated by her. He might be able to restrain himself if he hadn't been with her, but once he did it, he couldn't get away and just wanted to be lost in desire.
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