Derek walked along with Sasha as she lead him to her room. Their arms were wrapped together which allowed him to keep her close, giving him a nice sense of comfort. It wasn't everyday that he found a woman that could keep up with him step for step like Sasha could. That's why he was desiring her more than ever. A little bit of him even wished she had let him take her behind the bar. Still, Sasha wasn't some bimbo that he'd usually meet at The Masquerade. That's how he knew the wait would be worth it.<br/><br/>Once they got to the door, Derek could feel the anticipation running through his body as if it was a physical force. He didn't know exactly what would happen when they opened the door, but it would definitely be a night to remember. A giggle came from him as he saw her pull the key from her cleavage. "You keep everthing in there, don't you?" Derek commented in a teasing manner. When Sasha opened the door, he went in the room with her and marveled at the design of it. Even him, with all of his money, had never thought to put a swimming pool in his bedroom. "Nice place." He said simply, trying not to reveal how overwhelmed he really was.<br/><br/>Derek was in such awe of the room that he never saw Sasha's surprise attack coming. Suddenly, he found himself up against the door with no room to move. It wasn't a position that the man was usually used to, preferring to be in control a majority of the times, but at the moment he had no complaints about it. He looked down into the shimmering green eyes of the temptress as she revealed her face. {{As if she couldn't get any more beautiful...}} Derek thought, biting his lower lip as he felt hers graze his chin. "I'm glad that I coyld help, but, from the way your body is moving, I don't think this is a job for you anymore." He told her as her lower body pressed against his, allowing her to get a feel for his length through their clothes. Finally, his hands went down to cup her ass once more so that they were in practically the same position as they were over by the bar. "So how long have you been hiding this side form me?" Derek asked, pulling up her skirt with one hand so that the fingers on the other could travel underneathe to press agaunst her lower lips.