Loving Hart (9 page)

I think seeing me with
Sam
hurt him
more than it helped
.  It hurt me too, because I hated seeing him upset. I knew that he wasn't ready for what I wanted, and I wasn't going to sit like a hermit in my room.

***

Time passed quickly, as it inevitably does.
  Spencer and I worked ou
r way through that rough period. 
It didn't hurt that I'd broken up
with Sam just one week
after Spencer got home from school.  I'd wanted a boyfriend, but it was impossible to want to kiss or spend time with anyone else when Spencer was home.

It feels like I just started my senior year yesterday, but
now I'm in a cap and gown and
Mama San can't stop taking pictures of Dominique and me with the rest of the family.  She's recorded this moment to the nth degree, and my face hurts from smiling so much.

My favorite part of my day had been
waking up to Spencer sitting at the foot of my bed.  "Hi angel," he
whispered
.  "I got you a gift.  I thought maybe you'd like to wear it today." 

I sat up and beamed at him when he handed me a card and a jewelry box with a satin ribbon tied around it. I gasped when I opened it to see the most beautiful necklace I'd ever laid eyes on. It was a diamond heart on a platinum chain, and I loved it right away.

I watched him in the mirror as I lifted my hair up so that he could put the necklace on for me.  As he fastened it
,
I could feel his breath on my neck, and I got
goose bumps
.  His head popped back up when he was finished, and I met his eyes in the mirror with a smile.  "I l
ove it Spence.  It's perfect.  You always
know just what to get me.
  I love you more than anything."

For a moment
,
I swear there was the faintest hint of a shimmer in his eyes as he smiled back at me.  "I love you too angel, more than anything."

It was only when he left the room that I remembered that he'd handed me a card with the jewelry box.  I ran back to my bed and picked up the envelope, ripping it open like it was Christmas morning.

             
Delilah,

Congratulations angel.
I'm more proud of you than I can
say
, and I love the
woman that you're turning into
.
You'll always be the
light of
my life, and I'll
always
love you best, more than anything else in the world. 

             
All my love, Spencer

I cried for about
ten
minutes after I re
ad that card.  It was so beautiful
, how could I not?  The person that I love most in the world loves me too, and that's a gift, even if he
was
n't ready to start the next phase of our relationship… yet.

When I got down to the breakfast table, Dominique jingled her Spencer graduation gift at me.  It was a beautiful platinum charm bracelet.  H
e'd chosen the first two charms
,
and they were perfect
for her
.  A
book
because she loves to read
,
and a building because she wants to be an architect like him.  Those two have been drawing plans and building things together for as
long as I can remember, and I was really touched that his gift wa
s so lovely
.
He's so
thoughtful
that it's r
idiculous.

After breakfast we got our gifts from our family. Mama San, Dante and Damien went a little crazy and bought us each a new car.  Dominique got a white Lexus coupe and I got a red Mercedes SUV. 

I loved my car an
d was beyond grateful for it
, but the gift I loved the most was Spencer's heart.  I've worn it every day since, and I don’t ever plan to take it off.

***

At the
very beginning of my first
year in college, I decided
it was a good time to go to Spencer to ask for something that I need
ed
.  I'm still a virgin
,
and that's fine, but I want him to give me an orgasm.  I know he'll think I'm crazy, but I want the first one to be at his hands.  Everything I love ab
out life ties back to Spencer
,
and
I
want him to share this with me.

The wheels we
re alread
y in motion, and I was
meeting him at his house in an hour. 
I told him that I had a problem and really needed to talk, alone, and he told me he’d leave the bar he and my brother were at early to meet me back at his house. 

The drive to Spencer’s passed quickly
because we only live about five minutes apart
, and before I knew it I was parking in his driveway.  Taking a deep breath, I fortified myself
for what was ahead of me.  I knew it wa
sn’t going to be an easy sell, but
there was no way I’d
let
him push me off. Stepping from the car, I walked straight to the door. 
I’d just raised my hand to knock when the door flung open.

He looked gorgeous, as always, and I struggled to remember to breathe for a minute.
  He works out like a
mad man
, and his body is to die for.
 
After giving me a kiss and a hug, Spence escorted me into his living room.  Taking a spot on his couch
,
I smiled when he took the seat at the other end.

“What’s up
angel
?  What do you need?”

I’d already decided not to beat around the bush, so I dove right in.  “
Don't flip out.
I’m here because I need to kiss you again, and I want you
to
give me my first orgasm. It's time
.
”

I paused when he gasped, and I could see that he was going to argue with me.  “Shush Spence.  Listen to me before you say no.”

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 fuck to even say."

"You can cut the crap 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 ass 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, fuck.  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 on
ly
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 th
e 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 pant
ies.  Shit! He'd gotten me
wet with just a look.

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

Oh god.  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 k
issed.  If anything, we now
had even more.  Capturing my tongue in his mouth, he started sucking.  Each suck caused my sex 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
, god 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 un
iquely
him.  When he pulled back and started kissing my neck, I whimpered.  It felt so damn 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 m
y
breasts, 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 breasts 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 fuckin
g
beautiful angel.  Your cherry nipples taste so damn 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 clit."

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 to
ngue in your sweet pussy
tonight
."  Dropping his head to my other breast, he sucked that nipple into his mouth and flicked it fast.