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God, I'm so sorry my posting has been off-track! I started to write for my school's paper, so when I'm not doing homework, I'm writing news. I'm going to work out a pretty decent schedule soon. Hopefully it will become more regular.

Here's the final chapter of my entry for September Strangeness. I hope you all enjoy. I decided to go rated M with this chapter. Thank you so, so much for the reviews on this story! I'm so glad you liked it :)

Derek stopped the car outside his house and went around to the passenger side where Penelope was opening her door. He shook his head. Taking her gently in his arms, he lifted her shivering form and used his hip to shut the door. "You're going to get a cold if we don't get you inside and warm you up soon," he murmured, placing a kiss on her soaked head.

She mumbled something that resembled a "thank you" and tried to sink herself farther into him. He was so warm, she didn't ever want to leave his arms.

Once inside the warmth of his house, Clooney immediately started yapping excitedly. Derek nodded to him and said sharply, "Down, Clooney!" He took Penelope over to his living room couch and laid her down gently, grabbing the afghan that she had knit for him the previous Christmas. He tucked her in under it and moved her hair back. Placing a kiss gently on her forehead, he said, "I want you to stay right here while I go start a hot shower for you. I'll be right back, okay?"

She nodded shakily, but said nothing.

Derek glanced at Clooney and said, "You keep her company, buddy." Then he jogged off towards the upstairs to start the shower. As he entered his bathroom, he started taking off his soaked clothing and put on a pair of sweat pants. He didn't bother putting a shirt on. He was going to join Penelope as soon as he got her in the water. They both needed warmth or they were going to get sick.

Steam began to fill the bathroom and he returned downstairs to fetch Penelope. Even with the thick blanket covering her, she was still shaking violently. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she lay on the couch. Kneeling down at her side, he put his hand on her shoulder and murmured, "Baby Girl..." No response save for the chattering of her teeth. "Penelope?"

Gradually, her eyes drifted open. "Yeah?" she whispered hoarsely. Already her voice sounded like a frog was stuck in her throat, scratchy and choked.

"Let's go upstairs," he said. "I've got the shower running. We're gonna get you warm."

She nodded dumbly. "O - okay," she croaked. "I'm all for it. Le - lead the w - way, god of thunder, my mocha version of Thor, m - my -"

Laughing, he pulled her upwards. "Silly girl," he said. "Let's get you warm."

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Penelope was grateful as hell when Derek led her into the the steam-filled bathroom. Already she could feel that she was going to have a vicious head cold for the next few days. But all that she could focus on at that moment was the warmth and humidity of the shower.

As far as she was concerned, it was heaven that awaited her in the luxurious glass stall.

Derek released her momentarily and she swayed unsteadily on her feet before he caught her around the waist again. "Steady there, sweetheart," he said. His fingers began to fiddle with the zipper on the back of her dress and she felt goosebumps, not from the chill, but from awareness, rise on her skin. She knew that Derek was about to undress her, but she could care less about embarrassment or shyness. Warmth was the most important thing she could get right now. And his hands against her bare skin? That would certainly heat her blood a few degrees.

He slid the dress down her body and it pooled around her bare feet so that she was standing in nothing but her lacy panties and strapless bra. His hands moved down her arms and rested on her hips. She closed her eyes, unable to contain the soft purr that escaped her lips. His fingers slowly began to unhook her bra and that too fell to the floor. Pleasure slid up her spine and she couldn't stop herself from shaking with anticipation. Unable to stop herself, she turned around in his arms and looked him directly in the eyes.

There was no doubting the heat in his gaze, the undeniable love and adoration. Her nipples had risen to hard, pointed peaks and his hands unconsciously drifted up to cup her breasts. She grasped his hips tightly and pushed the waistband of his sweatpants down so that he was completely naked before her. His erection was standing at attention and she let her eyes move down briefly to stare at it. He was huge, larger than any man she had ever been with. Michael, who had been big himself, but he was tiny in comparison to her Hot Stuff.

And while she was observing his manhood, he was observing her magnificent breasts, lightly testing their weight.

But instead of doing anything else, she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the shower. "Let's get warm," she said huskily. And then she opened the door to the shower and stepped in. He closed the door behind them.

Penelope moved to stand underneath the stream of scalding water. It felt like needles prickling her skin at first, but it was a wonderful prickling. She let the water spread through her hair and she turned to face him, smiling coyly at a bug-eyed Derek. He looked positively aroused. Desire was written all over his face and he moved forward through the water to grasp her by the hips.

"Oh, God, Baby Girl," he groaned, his fingers going up to tweak her nipples. She sighed pleasurably at the shock waves that ran through her body from the tips of her breasts where he was massaging her, all the way down to her core. "Do you have any idea how much I love you? Do you have any idea how beautiful and luscious your body is?"

She wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed him deeply.

Slowly, she began to warm up. It spread through her body like a wild fire would, catching onto a piece of parched land and ravaging it with flame. A laugh bubbled out of her against his lips and she pushed him back towards the wall of the shower. He grinned and wrapped his arms around her hips, pulling her against him and keeping her there. His hands moved to her ass and swatted it sharply, making her laugh again.

"I think I'm warming up, Hot Stuff," she murmured huskily. "How 'bout you?"

He pushed his arousal against her thigh and snorted. "What do you think?" he growled, tugging on her earlobe with his teeth.

"I think we're both going to get sick tomorrow," she moaned as he suckled on her pulse point.

He pulled back and cupped her cheek with his palm. "Then let's make the most of tonight," he said, before pulling her back in and kissing her again.

Penelope couldn't resist hissing when he trailed his long index finger up through her wet folds. She was sensitive and swollen to the touch. He tweaked her clit a few times and turned around so he could trap her against the wall. Her breathing increased so it was coming in fast pants. He buried his face against her neck and continued stroking her, eventually dipping his fingers inside her scorching heat. She tossed her head back so the top of her head was resting against the steam-covered shower wall. She was feeling the most intense pleasure in her life.

Nothing had ever felt this good.

It was as if she were experiencing for the first time the richest chocolate she could imagine, but the chocolate was her best friend, someone she'd known for years and trusted with her life. He wasn't new to her, but what he was doing to her...it was entirely unknown territory.

"Oh, God!" she cried as his finger reached a particularly deep spot. "Right there, right there!"

He began thrusting his finger over and over until she began to shake with the beginning of a wonderful, skin-tingling orgasm. A scream escaped her mouth and she fell limply against the wall, the only thing holding her up was Derek's strong grasp. She held onto his shoulders and looked at him, a loopy smile on her face. "Wow," she sighed. "You are amazing, Baby Boy." She smiled coyly and grasped his erection, running her hand up and down the long length of it. His eyes closed, an almost pained expression covering his face. When he opened his eyes again, his dark onyx eyes stared at her intently and she smiled coyly. "Got anything else you want to do to me?"

"Oh, Baby Girl," he growled. "You would not believe the things I want to do to you. But to start..." His voice trailed off and he lifted her into his arms, letting her sink down onto his erection with one fell swoop.

A gasp escaped her throat as she adjusted to the sheer size of him. But after a mere two seconds, she felt so wonderfully filled that she couldn't help but moan loudly. He moved forward so her back was resting against the wall and began thrusting slowly.

"Faster," she gasped with sheer pleasure. "You have to go faster!"

He laughed and said, "Whatever you want, Baby." And then his thrusts sped up. He pumped in and out of her, her moans getting progressively louder with each movement. "God, you're so tight!"

She kept her arms around him his neck, her nails scratching down his shoulder blades. "Don't stop! Don't you fucking stop!"

"My Baby Girl likes to talk dirty," he teased. A loud groan escaped his lips. "Oh, God Penelope, I'm about to come!" A hint of panic entered his voice and he added, "Baby, are you on the pill?"

Her eyes snapped open and she gasped, "What?"

"If you're not on the pill, I'm going to have to pull out," he said, groaning again. "I didn't put a condom on!"

She shook her head. "I'm protected," she moaned. "Just come!"

He didn't need to be asked twice. With a loud growl, he kissed her deeply, his release pulsing inside her. At the same time, his thumb slipped between their bodies and pressed hard on her swollen clit. She could help it; she came along with him, a huge, ear-splitting shriek filling the bathroom.

Still wrapped around him, she kissed his neck gently. "That...was...incredible..." she panted.

He smiled. "You were just as wonderful," he murmured, bestowing a peck on her lips.

Penelope had never felt more content or at peace with herself. The after effects of their passionate love-making were settling over her like a heated blanket. It was just moments after the most earth shattering, pleasurable moment of her life, and she was filled with so much joy that she felt she might burst with happiness. She sighed and traced patterns over the back of his neck. "I love you," she whispered, loud enough so that he would hear her over the still running water. "I always have."

He rested his forehead against her's and said, "I love you, too." He paused before adding, "Happy Fortune Cookie Day, Penelope."

She giggled. "Right back atcha."

Hope you liked it! This one is all finished. I'm going to fully focus on "Losing Everything" and "The Violator" before anything else. Actually, I'll be releasing a song fiction one-shot and CeeCee333 and I will be doing a story together that the plot will be released for later :) Our account is morganxgarciaxxx, so keep an eye open!