Getting to one knee, Derek's hands slide up her thighs, slowly inching Venus's skirt up. He kisses her stomach and then higher to bury his face in her cleavage. He looks up at her when his palm touches an arousal he had only half expected. No, this wasn't going to be quite so straight-forward. Derek wants so badly to make her feel good. But he's going to have to re-wire his mind on how to do so.

Venus is both male and female.

Derek seems to recover after his pause and turns his head to scrape his teeth against the round of one breast while one strong palm starts to massage the bulge through the material of her skirt. "I can tell you want me too."