Chapter 16. Mercy Kill

Savannah’s POV

As if to answer me, I hear the sound of the zipper being pulled down and I feel the cold air hitting my back. The next thing I know, the flimsy dress falls and pools around my feet, revealing my body in my lace underwear.

Derek takes a step back and admires the view. His hands reach up again and they roam my petite body, stopping at my black lace bra. He lets out an appreciative groan as he starts massaging my small firm breasts. I don’t know how to react at this point, and my body just freezes on the spot.

“You’re not gonna back out of this, are you?” Derek asks with his head cocked to the side.

“N-no,” I stammer.

Honestly, I’m not sure I’m ready, but I’ve made him wait for so long, so…

Derek smiles at my answer. Not wasting his time, he picks me up with ease and carries me towards the bedroom. As soon as my back hits the mattress, Derek’s lips crash down on me. He kisses me roughly and hungrily, like he’s desperate for some