When Kristina whined, Derek took notice, and of the fact she looked a little ashamed and embarrassed. He went over to her and held her like she wanted him to. "Shh. I'm sorry. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere else. I was just having a look around, to make sure everything's okay." While he left room for her to keep rubbing herself, his pants were tenting obscenely, his erection straining the zipper. "God, you turn me on so much," he mumbled in her ear as he nibbled on it, sliding around behind her and laying one hand on her breast and playing with the rock-hard nipple, the other on top of the hand she had between her legs, not really guiding her movements with it, just along for the ride, so to speak. His front pressed against her back and his tented pants pressed against her in a very obvious way as he softly touched her and kissed her neck, earlobe, and cheeks. "You're so bold and so very beautiful. I hope you know that," he whispered in her ear between kisses. He stepped out of his shoes but otherwise remained clothed. He'd get naked once she had an orgasm or ten. Derek wanted to see just how powerful the Hitachi really was....