Loving Hart (15 page)

"Shit look at that Spence! What a disgusting way to die
. This movie is awesome
!"

Like I said, she's the perfect girl.

Once the movie was over
, we straightened up and then made our way back to the bedroom.  I shucked my clothes and threw them in the hamper, leaving only my Calvin Klein briefs on before heading into the bathroom to brush my teeth.  Delilah was at the other sink, washing her face and brushing her teeth, and I wound up watching her as she went throu
gh her nightly ritual.  It felt
ab
solutely right having her here.

I snapped out of it when she said, “You want to r
ecord this for posterity
,
or
are you having a stroke
?”

Couldn’t help it, I laughed out loud.  Any other girl would have pranced and preened and put on a show, but Delilah’s real.  She puts everyone else on
Earth
to shame for me.  There is no one who can equal her, no one who could even come close.

“
I'm not having a stroke
angel
, but I was struck dumb for a second getting to watch you like this.  I wasn't thinking about recording it but h
ey, if you’re down with that, I
can go get a video camera and…
”

Her answer was a laugh followed by a smack on my arm.
“Nah, I’m not into making an acting debut.  Sorry!”

I trailed behind her as she walked back into the bedroom, enticed by the sight of her l
egs and her little white nightie
.  She’s a wet dream in the flesh, that’s for damn sure.  After pulling back the freshly laundered duvet, she plopped down on her side of the bed.

Shit
.
  I was
already thinking
of it as
her
side
, and the bed that used to be mine had somehow become
ours
in my head
.
I guess that shouldn't have surprised me, considering the fact that
when I bought the house
,
I did so with her in mind.

Climbing into the bed beside her, I turned off the lights and pulled her into my arms.  She was still visible in the pale moonlight, a vision of ethereal beauty in my bed and in my heart.  “How do you feel
?"

Her throaty laugh tugged at my
heartstrings
.  “Mm.  I f
eel
a little sore
.  Never knew that making love was such a full body workout.”

That’s my girl
.  No coquettish, “I feel fine
,
you stud
” bullshit from her.  I asked her a question and got an honest answer. 

“It’s only a full body workout when you’re doing it right.  We definitely did it right babe. I’m fee
ling the burn too, to be honest
. I’m a little surprised either of us is functional right now.  Never went at it so intensely befor
e.  You’re the only one to
bring that out of me
,
Delilah.”

Smiling, she rubbed my cheek
and then kissed me
gently
before pulling back
. 
“Glad we’re on the same page.
Spencer,
I have
to tell you
something, and I need to say it
to you right
now
.”

Instinctively I knew that what she was going to tell me was going to be big, and my heart started to beat a little faster as I waited for her to share.

Putting her hand over my heart, she looked me in the eye a
nd started to speak.  “I
didn’t ask you to do this
because I wanted to have sex.  I asked you because I wanted to share this with you, and only with you.  I’m in love with you Spencer and I have been for a long, long time.
  I
know you already had to have suspected, but I wanted to say the words to you.”

It was, hands down, the most beautiful thing I’d ever heard.  Putting my hand over hers, I gave her hand a gentle squeeze.  “I didn’t do this for any other reason than because I’m in love with you too
,
angel.”

Her answering smile could have powered an entire city.  Tilting her head up, she kissed me, almost like we were sealing a promise to each other.
I kissed her back for a long time before pulling away.  “I love you Delilah.”

Snuggling closer, she curled up under my chin, wrapping her arms and legs around me.

“Love you too Spence, forever and always.”

I fell asleep wrapped in her, feeling her breath feather across my chest,
my heart full to overflowing with joy.

***

Being with Delila
h like this has opened my mind to the possibility of a future that
I'd never dared to really drea
m about.  Sure, I'd fully realized
that I wanted to be with her at some point, but I hadn't seen so clearly what we would be like.  Now I can't stop thinking about it.
With each passing
hour
we're closer, more in tune with each other.
While that would seem like it sh
ould be impossible, it's true. 

Making love with Delilah is
so beautiful
.  She's hot, she's wild, she's uninhibited, and she's up for anything.  She's pulled things out of me, has taught me things about
myself
that I never knew were even possible.  It touches me to the depths of my soul when she says that I've done the same for her.
  As young as she is in years, Delilah is more mature than people I know twice her age.

We were
lying side by side on a beach blanket, soaking up the rays, having a discussion about where we
would
go from here.  Each of us
was lying on our side so we could
stare at each other.
   We'd spent most of the morning discussing our future together.  Anyone less mature would have pouted about what we're going to have to do, but Delilah is a realist.  There is no way in hell that anyone in the family would tolerate us going all in right now, and trying to force the issue would only infuriate Dante and Damien.

"I almost
wish we'd
waited a little longer Delilah, so that there didn't have to be so much time before we can actually be together.  This month is going to pass too fucking quickly.
  The
next two
years are really going suck.  I s
wear to god, I'll wait for you. I'm going to hope you wait for me too, but if you can't, I'll understand."

The look she gave me said that she was borderline insulted by that.
"God, Spence…
of course I'm going to wait for you.  I've always been waiting for you.  It'll be nothing, a blip on the radar.  Once I've graduated college, no one will have any problem with us being together.  I love you Spencer, and the rest of the family is going to be very happy that we're together.
  You make me so happy baby."

I love hearing her say it, every damn time.  It will never get old.  "You make me crazy fucking happy too Delilah.  You're the best part of my life, hands down.
"

***

My cock was bathed in wet heat, and I jerked awake to find Delilah’s head between my legs.  Fuckin
g
amazing what she was learning to do with her mouth, and I surrendered myself to her
as she took me to that
place
I’d never even known existed until I was with her.
The room was still bathed in moonlight
,
and it lit her beautifully.
I stared at her blonde head as she bobbed up and down, watched her fist work the bottom half of my dick that her mouth couldn’t reach, and I felt like the luckiest son of a bitch on earth that it was
my
cock in her hot little mouth.

I loved watching her, loved the feeling of her tongue learning every inch of my dick, loved the suction she focused on the tip every time she worked her way back there, but most of all
I loved waking up to a reality
better than any dream I’d ever had. 

“Christ
,
Delilah! Your fucking mouth is
so
hot
.  You're
making me crazy.”

Popping off, she smiled at me.  The moonlight made her look even more like an angel than usual, all perfection and sweetness. 

Jerking my cock, she started slowing her pace way down.  I groaned, trying to get her to pick up speed again.  “Baby? Don’t fuckin
’
stop.
”

The look she gave me was pure heat.  “Tell me who
you
belong to.”

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I could
n’t help but gape at her. I’m a total pushover for her.  Always have been, always will be. 
She makes me happy in a way I can’t put into words.
 
I’ve said the words, told her that I’m in love with her.
She
had to know
,
beyond
any
shadow of a doubt
by
now
,
that I was hers
.

Gently licking the top of my shaft, she made me crazy by applying just enough tongue to get me harder, but n
ot enough to make me come
.  “Say it Spencer.  Tell. (lick) Me. (suck) Who. (lick) You. (lick) Belong. (long
,
slow lick) To. (suck)

She had me in that moment, from heart to balls, and everywhere in between.

“You! I fucking belong to you Delilah.”

My reward was a smile
,
and a kiss on the inside of each of my thighs.  “That’s right, and don’t you ever forget it.”

With that, she turned her attention back to sucking me like only she can.

She tongued me faster, sucked the tip with more force and gently massaged my balls.  Her mouth was the
perfect storm
, and I couldn’t hold off any longer. I let go with a hoarse cry as I exploded into her mouth, pulsing hot and hard as she swallowed every drop. 

She fucking swallowed, and I couldn’t believe how strongly that turned me on.  Most girls spit
,
or jerk a guy so that he’ll shoot somewhere that isn’t into th
eir mouth, but my angel swallowed
. She took it
all, and then she licked
me
from the tip of my cock to my balls, looking
for anything
she might have missed. Right then, right at that moment, I
fell even more under her spell.

Fuck.
  How much deeper is it possible to fall in love with someone?

Forcing my mind away from deep thoughts, I
p
ulled her on top of me and slid
inside of her insanely tight heat again, making us both forget about anything more than the feeling of being together.

Making love with Spencer
opened up a whole new world to me, an
d to him too
.  After our balls out insane middle of the night sex marathon, we’d curled up in each other’s arms, totally sated.  I fell asleep with the taste of him on my tongue, the marks of his passion all over my body and the product of his
release
deep inside of me. I kno
w Spencer in a totally new way
these days, and I feel
his ownership of me
to my core.  I started out the weekend
just plain Delilah, but I was ending
it
Spencer’s
Delilah, and it felt damn good.

When I heard my cell
phone ping, I reached out to the bedside table to grab it.  I smiled when I saw that it was a text from Dominique.

Dominique: You awake?

Me: Just.

Dominique: Well?
How was the weekend?

Me:
Amazing.

Dominique: How wa
s the sex
, scale of 1-10?

Me: 52

Dominique: Holy shit! Really?

Me: 52 is
SERIOUSLY
under stating it.
I’m so wild for him
I almost can't explain it.
  I've had more orgasms in the last two days than I thought I'd have this whole month.  He's amazing.

Dominique:
Ew.  I love you, love him, but ew.  I so don't see him that way.  Still
, I’m glad one of us got a good first time.  Mine was a 2. Ha ha.

Not for the first time
, I
wondered about Dominique’s sexuality.  I asked her once when we were in ninth grade if she liked girls.  She was so pissed off I thought she was going to smack me.  She hooked up with a lot of guys after that, but it always felt forced to me.  I wish that if she were gay, she’d just tell me already.