Loving Hart Part 3

He nodded tersely, so at least I knew he was listening.

"I'm a virgin, and we both know I'm saving it for you."

The look on his face was a mixture of shock, discomfort and arousal. "Jesus, Delilah, shoot straight much? That's... I mean... I don't know what the f.u.c.k to even say."

"You can cut the c.r.a.p and admit that you've known all along that I was waiting for you. I don't mind waiting, not that I'm going to sit on my a.s.s forever, but before I start taking care of my needs myself, I want you to get me there. I want all my firsts to happen with you."

"Oh, f.u.c.k. I don't even..."

Holding up my hand, I told him to hush. "You can run from everyone else Spencer Cross, but you'll never be able to run from me. I know you want this, know you've wanted it for a long time. I know that you've been waiting, hoping that I'd come to you again. Well, here I am. Someday, you'll have all of me. Until you're ready to take that step, I'm asking you to give me this."

I saw the exact moment that he accepted what I'd said as being true, and I knew he was going to do it. His eyes were like a firestorm when he looked at me. "If this is what you really want angel, then yes. You're right. I want to give it to you. Tell me how you want me to do this."

Standing, I took his hand in mine as I started walking toward his bedroom. I walked fast, letting go of his hands when we got in so that I could throw myself on his bed. After enjoying a little bounce, I propped myself on my elbow and stared at him as he stood over the bed.

"You can start by kissing me. How it goes from there is up to you."

He stared at me like he was in a trance. Smiling at him, I sat up and got on my knees before pulling my sundress over my head. I was braless, so that left me before him wearing only a pair of white bikini panties.

I loved the look on his face almost as much as I enjoyed hearing him gasp for air. "Oh angel... you're so beautiful."

My breath caught in my throat at that. I could tell that, to him, I was, and that meant everything to me. Coming forward, I sat on the edge of the bed so that he was between my legs. Wrapping my arms around his torso, I looked up, rested my chin on his stomach and stared up at him. "So are you, Spencer. So beautiful you take my breath away."

His entire body went tight when I said that, and his eyes blazed down into mine. "Tell me how many."

Blinking, I stared up at him in confusion. "How many what," I asked.

Running his hands down my arms, he devoured me with his eyes. "How many times you want me to make you come tonight. The sky's the limit angel, but you're in charge here. Tell me what you think you can handle."

Oh. Good. Lord!

Gulping, I stared up at him as I tried to formulate a response. I searched my brain for facts. How many times was it even possible to come in one night? I grabbed the first number that came to mind and croaked out, "Two. Unless you think that's not possible? Is that too much? I'd be happy with one."

Groaning, he gently pushed me back on the bed before straddling me. My chest rose and fell like I was working out. The heated look he gave me had me flooding my panties. s.h.i.t! He'd gotten me wet with just a look.

"I know we can do better than two, angel."

Oh G.o.d. If he kept talking, I'd come from that alone.

He shifted on top of me, putting his hands behind my knees, spreading me beneath him to create room for him to slide between my thighs. I watched in wonder as he held himself over me, each of us making love to the other with our eyes. I shifted beneath him, shifting up to rub against him.

With a growl, he captured my mouth with his. We hadn't lost any of our chemistry since the last time we'd kissed. If anything, we now had even more. Capturing my tongue in his mouth, he started sucking. Each suck caused my s.e.x to release more arousal, and I arched up against him over and over to release some of the pressure.

Pulling back, he stared into my eyes as he simultaneously started grinding against me. "Are you wet, angel?"

With a shaky breath, I nodded my head. "Yes, G.o.d yes."

Standing up, he divested himself of his shirt, jeans and socks. I'd seen him hundreds of times in swim trunks, but having him stand over his bed wearing only a pair of Calvin Klein briefs made me crazy. He came down on top of me again, and I groaned when our naked chests touched for the first time. My nipples had been hard to begin with, but now they were so tight that it was painful. I wanted his mouth on them, on every part of me.

He kissed me again, hot and deep as our tongues stroked together. I reveled in the taste, smooth and uniquely him. When he pulled back and started kissing my neck, I whimpered. It felt so d.a.m.n good that I was a puddle underneath him. He kissed and licked every part of my neck, nipping gently at me with his teeth. I wiggled and gasped as he ground against me. I knew my panties were toast at that point. If they were wet before, they were soaked now.

As he made his way down my throat to my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, I tingled all over. For a timeless moment, he stared at them like he was committing the whole thing to memory. Smiling up at me, he palmed both of my b.r.e.a.s.t.s at the same time, gently rubbing my nipples with his thumbs. His breath against my nipple was agonizingly good, and I squeaked when he sucked it into his mouth.

"That's f.u.c.king beautiful angel. Your cherry nipples taste so d.a.m.n good. You like this?"

I nodded my head at him, incapable of forming words. Switching to my other breast, he started flicking that nipple with his tongue, too. "If you like this, just imagine how much you're going to love my tongue flicking your c.l.i.t."

When he sucked my nipple into his mouth again, I felt myself start to go. "That's right baby. I'm going to bury my tongue in your sweet p.u.s.s.y tonight." Dropping his head to my other breast, he sucked that nipple into his mouth and flicked it fast.

I lit up from the inside out; moaning and shifting beneath him as the most amazing feeling I'd ever felt washed over me, my s.e.x ground zero for a release I'd never expected. I couldn't believe he'd gotten me to come that easily, not that I was complaining!

He brought his mouth back to mine, kissing me like I was his. It was then that I knew for certain that he had finally accepted that I was. Issuing a low growl from the back of his throat, he shifted a bit and put his hand over my panties, cupping me gently. The touch of his fingers was electric, and I moaned into his mouth. He kept his touch light, even as I ground myself over and over into his hand. He alternated tracing figure eights and doing a straight up and down motion against me.

Wrenching his mouth away from mine, he gasped for breath as he rolled to the side of me, propping himself up on an elbow to stare down at me. He turned his head to watch his fingers slide against me while I shifted and moaned. Snapping his head back up, he captured my gaze with his. "You're so wet that I can see your little blonde landing strip through your underwear."

"Oh. My. G.o.d. Spencer!"

"That's right baby, I'm staring at your pretty p.u.s.s.y. I'm not going to have to wonder anymore angel, because now I'm going to know what you taste like. Let yourself go. I want you to come now."

I cried out his name over and over again as he pressed down, my back arching off the bed as he brought me through another amazing release. I was still riding the waves when he started pulling my panties down. He groaned when he saw me fully naked for the first time, his eyes all over my s.e.x.

"Angel, you're so f.u.c.king s.e.xy. I've dreamed about this so many times. Tonguing you, lapping up your cream, having you come in my mouth. I'm going to devour you baby. Get ready."

Who was he kidding? I was beyond beyond ready. ready.

Putting his hands under my knees, he pushed my legs back as he spread them so that they hung over his arms. Hovering over me, he took a deep breath. "Oh Jesus... Angel, you smell so d.a.m.n good."

I shivered when he looked up at me, his face a mask of pure arousal. I didn't get to stare at him long, because he dropped his head over my s.e.x. The feeling of his hot breath on me was exquisite. When he touched his tongue to me, I almost came right then and there. I held on to the comforter underneath me for dear life as he gently tongued me. His technique was amazing, and I gushed under him as he worked me over. "Mm. f.u.c.k me Delilah, you taste so G.o.dd.a.m.n good. I love having my tongue all over your wet p.u.s.s.y. You're f.u.c.king delicious delicious baby." baby."

I loved hearing him talking dirty to me. I'd had no idea that it would be something that would turn me on so much. When he started flicking my c.l.i.t in quick repet.i.tive motions, I came underneath his tongue with a sharp scream.

His growl told me he liked that he'd made me come, and I shifted under him as I started coming down. I thought that would be it, but he didn't stop. Instead, he held my lips open with his hands, and descended on my s.e.x again. He slid his tongue all over me, jabbing in and out of me over and over again as I shivered and moaned under him. "Oh G.o.d, Spence... What are you doing to me?"

He shook his head back and forth a dozen times, his tongue working its magic against me. When he pulled back, he looked me in the eye, and smiled. I saw that he was absolutely covered in me, and I turned my head in embarra.s.sment, because that couldn't be normal.

"What I'm doing to you, tonguing the sweetest f.u.c.king p.u.s.s.y I've ever tasted, and loving it. Don't turn away baby, there's nothing to be ashamed of here. I love how wet you are. f.u.c.king love it."

I might have been embarra.s.sed, but it certainly didn't stop me from getting even more turned on when he said those words to me. Sucking my c.l.i.t into his mouth, he sucked gently as he flicked me repeatedly with his tongue, and I came again with a keening cry as I shivered and shook underneath him.

Standing up, he walked into his bathroom, returning a moment later with two wet washcloths. He used the first on his face, the second to clean me up. When he was finished, he threw both across the room toward his hamper, and then climbed onto the bed with me.

"There's no f.u.c.king way I'm letting you go home now. You're sleeping in my arms tonight, Delilah. Get under the covers, you're staying."

I did as he asked, curling up against him as he turned the light off. It bothered me that he hadn't come, and I started running my fingers up and down his chest, swirling them around his belly b.u.t.ton. When he didn't protest, I climbed on top of him and covered his mouth with mine. I tasted myself on his tongue, and I was surprised at how much it turned me on.

With no clothes on, I could feel his rigid shaft tight against my core, and I started rocking back and forth on him. Wrenching his mouth away, he panted for a moment to catch his breath before asking, "What the h.e.l.l are you doing angel?"

I rocked faster, knowing that I was getting his briefs wet but not caring. "What I'm doing is making you come. It's not fair that I did and you didn't. Let me do this."

He held my hips in his hands, gliding me back and forth on him even as he shook his head. "No, baby... I don't matter. This was about you."

"You matter to me Spencer. You always matter to me."

Pulling back, I adjusted myself so that I was sitting further down his lap. That position allowed me to pull his shaft from his briefs so that I could stroke it up and down. His tortured moan made my nipples pucker. I couldn't see him in the dark, but he felt huge in my hand. As I worked him up and down, he thrust upward with a cry. "Harder. f.u.c.k! Harder. Don't be gentle."

I started jerking him fast and hard as his breathing got more and more out of control. "Come for me Spencer. Give it to me."

With a loud shout, he erupted. Just like the first time, I loved feeling his release on my skin, in my hand. Leaning forward, I kissed him in the center of his chest before getting up from the bed and making my way to the bathroom. After using the bathroom, I washed my hands and then got a warm washcloth. I climbed into his bed with a smile; using the washcloth to clean him up before tossing it in the direction he'd thrown the others.

When I got back into position next to him, he wrapped his arm around me before kissing the top of my head. "That was absolutely amazing angel. Thank you for letting me share in all of that with you."

I smiled to myself, happy that I'd made him happy. "I have to thank you right back. That was incredible. I love you Spencer, more than anything."

"I love you too angel, more than anything." Pulling me closer, he snuggled me as I drifted to sleep.

I'd waited and waited for him to be ready before I finally saw it. It had been almost two years since the night he gave me my first o.r.g.a.s.ms, and I was pretty sure the time had come. He's having a hard time keeping his eyes off of me these days, and I could see the longing right at the surface. He wants me, and it's time for me to act on it.

I decided that tonight would be the perfect time to do it. Damien's away, and Dante's busy banging the s.l.u.t of the month. That makes this my best chance to approach Spencer. I'd given him no time to try and wiggle out of it. Instead, I had texted him and told him that I needed to talk to him. He's never been able to refuse me anything, so he didn't disappoint. "I'll be home in just over an hour. I'll meet you there."

Luck was on my side, because I could be at his house in five minutes, and I had a key. I had an overnight bag with me, so I let myself in and set to getting ready. I slipped into a beautiful silver negligee before arranging myself on his sofa.

He walked in with a smile on his face that quickly turned to shock when he saw me sitting there. "Um. Delilah?"

I smiled at him before speaking. "It's time."

He was totally thrown off guard, and I enjoyed seeing him that way.

"When you didn't come before now, I thought... I a.s.sumed you changed... what's happening here?"

Holding out my hand, I gestured at him to join me. He sat next to me on the couch but didn't relax, holding my hand in a death grip as he tried to breathe normally. Lifting his hand to my mouth, I kissed it before looking into his eyes and starting to speak.

"What's happening here is that it's time. You knew I was coming for you, Spencer. I made that very clear to you the last time we were together. I'm still a virgin, and I saved it for you. I want to have s.e.x. I'm desperate for it, even. You're the only one Spencer. I don't want to lose my virginity to someone I don't love. I've always known it would be you, just like I know I'll never regret it. I love you more than anyone, and you know that."

Pulling his hand from mine, he groaned. I watched as he buried his face in his hands for a moment, seemingly lost for words. "Delilah... this is huge. Once we do this, there is no going back. Not ever. You could really regret this."

Shaking my head, I slid closer to him and ran my fingers through his hair. "No Spence. I won't regret it. I've never regretted that you were my first kiss, never regretted that you gave me my first o.r.g.a.s.ms, and I'm not going to regret this either. When I'm ninety, I'll still be happy that I did this with you you. I get the best of both worlds. I make love with someone I know would never hurt me, someone that I love, who loves me just as much. I couldn't ask for anything more than this. This is me asking you to make my dreams come true. Are you ready to give me what I need?"

Chapter Five: Spencer

Delilah's argument was equal parts ridiculous and solid. She was right, she should lose her virginity to someone she loved, who loved her just as much. G.o.d knows that second part is true. I love Delilah more than life itself.

The ridiculous part of the argument is the fact that she's thought it out and has just decided that it's time. I really thought that she was over it, because she never approached me after the night I made her come for the first time. I guess she meant what she said that night. She would know when it was time, and I guess the time is now. She's been a go-getting little ball buster her entire life, and she's like a freight train when she makes up her mind. It's insanity.

The worst part of all of this is that of course of course I want to do it. I want to be Delilah's first so badly that I ache with it. h.e.l.l, I want to be her only. That's not about to happen, but it's true anyway. I know I've got no chance of hoping that she won't be with other people. I want to do it. I want to be Delilah's first so badly that I ache with it. h.e.l.l, I want to be her only. That's not about to happen, but it's true anyway. I know I've got no chance of hoping that she won't be with other people.

I do think that I can hold her off for a while though, make her wait. She's so young, and I don't want to do this and later have to deal with all the a.s.sholes she's going to date. They could be the nicest guys in the world, but I'm not going to be rational about it. I can't be, especially if we were to make love. I'd f.u.c.king destroy anyone that dared to touch her.

"I'll do it Delilah, but I'm not going to do it your way. I have conditions. If you agree, we'll do it now. If you don't agree, we're going to wait until you've finished another year at college."

I'd p.i.s.sed her off. Giving me a stern look she snapped, "What are the conditions?"

Playing it off like I wasn't totally dying I told her, "The first thing is that we're not doing it tonight. If you want to have s.e.x, you need to be on birth control. Figure out what you want to use, and once we know it's in effect, we're clear. I need to know that you're going to be safe. After that, I'll figure out how to get us both out of town, and we can spend the entire weekend together. I'm not going to f.u.c.k you Delilah. I'm going to make love to you. There is is a difference. I've never even tried to do that before, but even I know that much." a difference. I've never even tried to do that before, but even I know that much."

I enjoyed seeing her speechless before I plowed on. "You want a memory that will make you happy forever angel? That can't start with you walking into my house and telling me to do it your way. The second condition is that after we come back from wherever it is I take you, you're mine for a month. No one else is to touch you, or even f.u.c.king look in your direction. Same applies to you looking at other guys. That means you need to be here every weekend, and every night that you can. Thirty days. Those are my conditions, and they aren't up for negotiation. You're either in, or you're out. Which one is it?"

I knew she would never go for it. She's in college, and the idea of spending a month having s.e.x with me had to be ridiculous. She'd be missing out on all kinds of social opportunities. I figured my demands would keep her from doing it now, and after that I could only cross my fingers that she would last another year with her virginity intact. I'd cross next year's bridge when I came to it. The fact that her beautiful mouth dropped in shock was a likely indicator that I'd p.i.s.sed her off.

Foolishly, I thought I could predict her actions. What she said next proved me dead wrong.

"I'm on the pill, Spence, and I have been for the last two months. As for the rest of your conditions, my answer is yes. You can make me wait to make love, but I'm sitting here in lingerie and I'm hot for you. Take me to bed and make me come. Please?"

She didn't have to ask me that question twice. I grabbed her up off the sofa and swung her into my arms, before quickly making my way down the hall to my bedroom. I spent the next hour lapping her up and making her scream. I was so turned on that I jerked myself to a finish while she came on my tongue for the last time that night. After that, she fell asleep in my arms, and I admitted to myself that I couldn't f.u.c.king wait to make her all mine.

Hands down, this has been the longest week of my life. I've been completely out of it. The only thing I'm fully present for is when I'm making my plans to be with Delilah. I've had to tread really carefully at work with Dante. He's sharp, and he will definitely notice that I'm acting like an idiot if I don't watch my a.s.s.

The reason I'd asked for thirty days was because Damien is out of town overseeing a build we are doing in Greece for the next four weeks. If he was going to be gone for a longer period of time, I'd have been selfish enough to ask for a longer commitment from Delilah. As it is, I'm taking up every available second of her time until Damien comes back to town. I've got one shot with her, and I'm going to make every moment count since these memories are going to have to last me for a long time.

I was picking her up from Dominique's apartment, and the drive there seemed to take forever. I was so excited when I finally arrived that I burst out laughing. I wasn't that nervous losing my own virginity! As I was pulling up, I saw Delilah walking towards me with a rolling weekend bag. Hopping out of the car, I made my way onto the sidewalk to grab her bag. She looked beautiful, as always. Her long blonde hair was wavy and loose, and her blue eyes sparkled when she looked at me.

You'd think she would have been nervous, but not my Delilah. With a laugh, she launched herself at me just like she always has, wrapping herself around me for a huge hug and a kiss. The only difference between this hug and any of the millions of others that we've shared is that it went on for quite a bit longer, because neither of us immediately let go. I needed these few moments to soak her in before the drive. Grasping her chin in my hand, I tilted her head back and claimed her mouth with mine.

Our kiss was hotter than a thousand suns on a summer day, both of us completely forgetting that we were standing on a public sidewalk in front of her sister's apartment. I'd meant to kiss her, not devour her, but that's exactly what I wound up doing. The thing that finally broke us apart was the sound of someone coughing. Pulling away, I saw that Dominique was on the sidewalk, approaching us.

"Hey dumb a.s.s! How about you get on your way before someone sees you and thinks it's me making out with you. Ew."

If it were anyone but Dominique, I'd have been mortified. She has a way about her that has always made me laugh, and it didn't fail to do so right then. "My bad. I'll have her back safe and sound Sunday night. You be good this weekend!"

Smirking at me, she wiggled her eyebrows. "I'd advise you to do the same, but I know you're about to be very, very bad. Have fun!" With a throaty laugh, Dominique turned and wandered back into her apartment building, leaving Delilah and I breathless, but alone.

Taking her bag, I threw it into the trunk before opening the pa.s.senger door for her. I smiled when she brushed past me, the smell that is all hers teasing my nostrils. She started wearing Ralph Lauren's "Romance" when she was sixteen, and I've bought her a bottle for every birthday since then. It blends perfectly with the fresh scent of her shampoo, body wash and her own natural scent. If I could bottle her, I would.

Climbing into the car, I started the engine and then turn to face her. "We're going to my house in Malibu for the weekend, unless you have any objection. Are you ready for this?"

Without an ounce of hesitation, she smiled at me. "Yes. I'm ready for you, for us."