Loving Hart Part 4

Us. In my wildest f.u.c.king dreams, she's always the star, and we're together.

If only there could be an "us" in real life right now.

Chapter Six: Delilah

I've been polished and primped to within an inch of my life. Am I ready? h.e.l.l yes, I'm ready. It's a miracle I lasted this long! I had to hold myself back from going to him every night this week. When he went down on me last weekend, he started a fire in me that my fingers have not been able to even put a dampener on this week. I'm more than ready for the magic that I know we are going to create together.

I know it isn't time for us to be a couple, at least not yet, but I want him with a ferocity that won't quit. I thought I'd hit the lottery when he told me that his condition for taking my virginity was a month of togetherness. I could tell he thought that was going to change my mind when he'd said it, but if anything, it just made me more desperate to have him. How could he not know that was my dream? I'm about to spend the next month climbing all over Spencer, getting to know his body as well as I know everything else about him.

The drive to Malibu was blessedly short. Grabbing the keys from him, I ran ahead to open the doors. He brought our weekend bags in while I flung the sliding gla.s.s doors open and stepped out onto the deck, breathing in the fresh ocean air. Ever since he bought it two years ago, I've always loved hanging out at Spencer's Malibu house. It's his getaway and his safe haven all in one happy place. I've always wondered why he doesn't just live here.

My heart rate skyrocketed, and I smiled as he came up behind me, sliding his arms around my waist. I entwined our fingers together as I relaxed into him, so happy to be with him that I could feel my soul sing. We stood like that for a while, rocking back and forth staring at the ocean. When he asked if I was hungry, I nodded as I turned. "Hungry for you," I said.

His blonde hair blew in the breeze as his blue eyes widened. In that moment, I knew beyond any shadow of a doubt that he was hungry for me, too. Standing on my tiptoes, I wrapped my arms around his amazingly broad shoulders, and smiled at him. To make it easier for me to reach him, he leaned forward. I sighed, and smiled bigger as his body rubbed against mine, and I enjoyed it when I heard his breath hitch.

He lifted me up against him like I was weightless, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Before I'd hooked my ankles together, he had us back in the house. We stared into each other's eyes with blazing intensity as he walked us to his bedroom. Holding me tightly against him, he took my mouth with a gentle ferocity that left me with no doubt that he wanted to do this just as much as I did.

Our tongues dueled as we devoured one another, the sound of our kisses filling the room. I wanted him with an intensity that had always been reserved just for him. I squeezed my thighs around him as I tried to get closer to him. An impossibility really, there wasn't a quarter of an inch between us.

I resented the clothes that kept us from being skin to skin, and letting my hands go from around his neck, I pulled my navy blue tank top off. It had a built in bra, so once it was off, I was naked from the waist up. Spencer watched my movements like he was a lion and I was dinner, and I smiled in the face of that look.

Walking me to the bed, he set me down before ripping his s.h.i.+rt off and joining me. I groaned when I saw his naked chest hovering over me. He's built like a Greek G.o.d, all muscle and stunning virility. Having carte blanche to touch him, I took full advantage. Running my hands up his chest, I explored every contour of him. I noted when his breathing got heavier, when his breath stopped completely, what made him moan. When I rubbed my fingers over his nipples, he rewarded us both by grinding against me.

"f.u.c.k Delilah. This is supposed to be all about you baby. Not me."

Shaking my head, I pulled him closer so that I could lick and bite his neck. "If it's all about me then that's good, because I want to do this," sliding to the other side, I bit him again before kissing and licking at the same spot, "and this." Fisting his hair between my hands, I pulled his mouth to mine. "And this too," I said as I lifted my lips to his. I silently cheered when I felt him pulsing harder against me as he kissed me with such pa.s.sion that I knew he was barely holding himself together.

When he laid down on me bringing us chest to chest, the zing radiated through my body like a nuclear blast. Skin to skin is how the two of us were meant to be; I had no doubt of that. As he broke the kiss, I tried to pull him back to me.

"It's okay baby. I'm not going anywhere."

I almost cried tears of joy when his mouth started exploring my body. Watching him, knowing that it was his his mouth on me, his hands and his c.o.c.k that were going to bring me pleasure filled my heart full to overflowing. I loved him so d.a.m.n much. Taking a nipple into his mouth, he sucked gently and I arched with a little cry. Spencer's mouth was wicked and amazing, zeroing in exactly where I needed him to be. Switching sides, he pulled my other nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking harder and faster as his hands ran all over my stomach. mouth on me, his hands and his c.o.c.k that were going to bring me pleasure filled my heart full to overflowing. I loved him so d.a.m.n much. Taking a nipple into his mouth, he sucked gently and I arched with a little cry. Spencer's mouth was wicked and amazing, zeroing in exactly where I needed him to be. Switching sides, he pulled my other nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking harder and faster as his hands ran all over my stomach.

When he started moving further down my body, kissing and licking my stomach and sides, I felt my panties getting wet with my arousal. Watching through half lidded eyes, I saw him peel off my shorts and panties, drinking in his harsh inhalation when he looked at me. "It will never get old, seeing you like this. You're like an angel Delilah. My very own beautiful angel."

Spreading my legs wide, he got closer and closer to where I wanted him to touch me the most, as I recorded the moment in my memory for posterity. Feeling his breath on my core, I shuddered. When his tongue touched me, I felt like I'd been plugged in.

His mouth on me was amazing, absolutely amazing. Running my fingers through his hair, I watched his head between my legs. Arching, I moaned as he gently slid one of his fingers inside of me. I couldn't help yelping when I felt him hit my barrier. He hadn't put his fingers inside the last two times he went down on me, so I had no idea how amazing it would feel.

"Oh Spencer, it feels too good!" The flicking of his tongue concentrated on my c.l.i.t and I squealed as the feelings became too intense. I knew that I was right on the edge of a huge o.r.g.a.s.m, and I s.h.i.+fted my hips over and over as he tongued me, my breath coming in waves.

Lifting his head, he stared into my eyes. "Angel, let go. You're going to come."

I nodded my head as he doubled down on me, and within a minute I was in the throes of my o.r.g.a.s.m. I moaned and begged him not to stop as my body exploded. I couldn't help but to cry out as it went on and on. "Spencer! Yes! OhmyG.o.d, ohmyG.o.d, ohmyG.o.d... SPENCER!"

He didn't stop for a second, spreading me wide with his hands, and tonguing me continuously. Lifting his mouth off, he rubbed me with his fingers as he stared at my core. "You're so f.u.c.king wet, and you taste so d.a.m.n good angel. I missed tasting you, baby. All week I jacked off over and over thinking about how f.u.c.king hot you taste under my tongue." I screamed when he latched onto my c.l.i.t and started French kissing it before sucking it into his mouth quickly in repet.i.tive motions. I came again with my hands fisted in his hair, crying out at the sensations his tongue created inside of me.

When he pulled back, I watched as he stripped the rest of his clothes off, gulping when I saw him entirely naked for the first time. In addition to being built like a dream, he was huge. I couldn't love him or his body more if I tried, but I wondered if I'd ever have all of him inside of me.

Cupping my cheek, he gave me a rea.s.suring smile as though he could read my mind. "It will fit, I promise. I'll make this good for you. I'd never never hurt you Delilah." hurt you Delilah."

Sitting up, I put my arms around his waist, and kissed his chest before looking up into his eyes. "I know you wouldn't Spence. I'd never hurt you either. I love you."

I watched as he gulped, and I wondered if he knew that he had tears in his eyes. "I love you Delilah, so much angel."

My heart was full of love as I smiled at him before leaning forward and taking his shaft into my hand. He felt so much bigger and hotter than the last time I touched him, and I wondered if that was possible. Then again, I didn't have a visual either of the times I'd touched him. Now I could see it, and it was quite impressive... and scary. Could he really have been this big the entire time?

I stroked him from base to tip, learning every inch of his length before holding him still so I could stick my tongue out and run it over the tip in a swirling motion. He tasted amazing, and I moaned. Who knew? First kiss, first o.r.g.a.s.m, first b.l.o.w.j.o.b. Everything with him was perfect, and I couldn't imagine that anyone else on earth has ever loved touching and being touched by anyone this much. I tongued every inch of his swollen girth, smiling as I sucked the pearl of pre c.u.m off the tip. He smelled of musk, and the fluid was salty; the taste pure him.

"Mm Spencer. I like this!"

Chapter Seven: Spencer

There was no mistaking that what I was doing with Delilah was making love, and it was so far removed from my previous experiences that it was mind blowing. It might have been her first time, but I was breaking new ground too. I've never made love, never even come close. With Delilah, everything was new. It wasn't a race, it wasn't dirty or nasty, and it wasn't emotionless. It was more than anything that had ever come before, and I found myself struggling with the emotions that were a.s.sailing me. I've always loved her, always. I thought I'd known how deep my love for her was the night I realized that I was in love with her. But right at that moment, what I was feeling was so much bigger that 'in love' was a poor descriptive. It just wasn't enough.

I couldn't help but stare at her in wide eyed wonder as she licked and sucked me, and when she licked the drop of c.u.m that had pooled at the tip, I almost keeled over before reminding myself, again, that this is about her. Not me. "Oh baby, you don't have to do that."

Incredibly, she took more of me into her mouth as she sucked harder. Popping off, she ran her tongue over my tip, and raised an eyebrow at me. "I know I don't have have to. I'm doing this because I to. I'm doing this because I want want to. Don't make me stop Spence. I like it." to. Don't make me stop Spence. I like it."

My control, which was hanging by the thinnest of threads to begin with, snapped like a twig. If I didn't make love to her, immediately, I was going to pa.s.s out or die. Pulling out of her mouth was incredibly difficult, and when she groaned and begged me to let her suck it again, my knees started to buckle.

I shook my head as I gently pushed her back onto the bed and spread her out. For a moment, I just stared at her, trying to a.s.sure myself that she was real. Seeing her on my bed in the house I'd bought while dreaming of a future with her was everything. Her scent wrapped around me, and her taste on my tongue gave me a feeling in my chest that was completely overwhelming.

I loved seeing her naked, her only adornment was the heart necklace that I'd given her for graduation. She's always wearing it, and I love that. Touching it with my finger, I smiled at her. "You have my heart."

She nodded at me, and she returned my smile with one of her own as she covered my hand with hers. "It's a treasure, the thing I value most. I'll always take care of it."

It was clear that we both knew we weren't talking about the necklace.

Groaning, my mouth captured hers again, nipping and licking and sucking her tongue. Sliding my finger down her torso, I groaned into her mouth when I felt how incredibly wet she was. In just a minute, I knew my c.o.c.k was going to be covered in her arousal. My d.i.c.k jerked in response to the thought, and I cried out, "Delilah!"

Grabbing my face, she sucked my tongue into her mouth, staking her claim on my very soul. Pulling away, she s.h.i.+vered and arched under me. "Oh Spencer... please...now, now, now."

I spread her legs wide before placing the tip of my c.o.c.k at her entrance, shuddering as I felt her creamy heat bathing me for the first time. Only the knowledge that she'd not done this before kept me from thrusting into her like an animal and f.u.c.king her until I couldn't think anymore. The need to claim her, body and soul, was so powerful that it was terrifying. I gasped for air as I tried to get my s.h.i.+t together, failing miserably to control myself. She was naked, she was mine, and my reason for existing was suddenly so clear that it hurt. Delilah. She was why I was born, why I lived, why I loved. She was everything.

She was so tight that I actually wondered if I'd come before I even got all the way inside of her. It took Herculean effort, but I held myself back from exploding. It was a struggle to work my way in, but eventually the head slipped into her, and it was a f.u.c.king rush like I'd never felt before. I was in Delilah.

Inside.

f.u.c.king.

Delilah.

I'd never been in anyone sans condom and I've never given a s.h.i.+t, but with Delilah I couldn't conceive of having that barrier between us. We were meant to be skin-to-skin, totally naked to each other.

Hearing her breathy gasps at the same time that I felt her p.u.s.s.y rippling and stretching around me caused my c.o.c.k to swell more. She felt so f.u.c.king good that it should probably be illegal. h.e.l.l, in some states, it probably is. We both cried out when I came to the barrier. I started rubbing her c.l.i.t again, groaning as I felt her releasing more cream onto my c.o.c.k. "That's it angel."

You'd think she'd be nervous, scared even, but she was wild underneath me, bucking against me as she hit o.r.g.a.s.m again. "Spence! Baby, I'm coming!"

She was mid come when I pulled back and thrust hard into her, breaking the barrier once and for all. Her shriek stopped my heart, and I came to a halt inside of her. "I'm sorry angel, so sorry. I promise the pain will stop."

I held still on top of her, giving her time to adjust to the intrusion. Staring into her eyes, I lost a part of my sanity when I watched two tears make their way down her face. I'd f.u.c.ked up, and she was crying. I started sliding out as gently as I could, even as I felt an answering tear run down my face. I never wanted to hurt her, and it killed me that I had.

Wrapping her arms and legs around me, Delilah locked me in. "Nooo. Oh G.o.d Spence, no. Don't stop! Please don't stop."

I shook my head, struggling to breathe as I felt her inner muscles trying to adjust to me. "Angel, you're crying. I can't hurt you." With each pa.s.sing second I could feel myself sinking further into her, and it was better than anything I'd ever felt before.

Sliding her hands down onto my a.s.s, she started to wiggle. "I wasn't crying because it hurt Spence. I was crying because I was happy, and I love you. Keep going. Please? Please!" As she finished talking, she pulled me down into her as hard as she could. "PLEASE!"

The last of my control snapped like a brittle twig, and I surged back into her, marveling at her tightness and the little gasp of wonder she let out before she exclaimed, "Oh, that's good!"

Placing my hands on either side of her head, I gently started working my way in and out. I went slowly, giving her time to get her bearings, letting out a choked groan as her insanely tight heat fluttered against my c.o.c.k and her cries grew louder. Our eyes were locked on to one another, both of us needing the extra connection. If I could have gotten any closer to her, I would have. She met me thrust for thrust, and when I felt myself bottom out in her, I d.a.m.n near came right then.

Her tight heat kept releasing more and more of her cream onto me with every thrust, and I growled out loud from the sensation. "Oh baby, you're so wet!"

I loved that she nodded her head in agreement, absolutely no shame in her arousal. "I know. I can feel it Spence. It's amazing. We're together, Spencer. I feel everything... it's so much more."

She was right, it was so much more more. What she did to me was so far beyond the realm of my previous experiences that I was like putty. Leaning forward, I claimed her mouth again as I continued to thrust in and out slowly. Sliding my finger onto her c.l.i.t, I gently rubbed in time with my thrusts. Her keening cries let me know that she was well on her way to coming again.

"Jesus! How are you doing this to me? I thought I knew... but it's so different when you're inside.... OH! You're going to make me come again Spence!"

I needed to see my c.o.c.k sliding in and out of her, so I pulled back to stare as I thrust a little faster. Her scream of wonder, as she tightened around me and bathed me in slick cream as she came, sent me over the edge. I yelled out, my eyes rolling back as the strongest o.r.g.a.s.m of my life ripped through my body like a tsunami.

I needed more, had to have her, and I couldn't stop thrusting. That first o.r.g.a.s.m was the tip of the iceberg, and I wasn't even close to softening. I needed the connection too much to stop, wanted her too much to slow down. My breathing sounded as rough as it does when I've just run for two hours, and sweat was dripping off of me but I didn't care.

"Turn over and get on your knees Delilah."

Chapter Eight: Delilah

I thought I knew my way around an o.r.g.a.s.m. He gave me four that first night in his bedroom and three last week, and I've been masturbating all week, but the feeling of coming with him inside of me was so intense I thought I might black out.

I shook and cried out as he helped me turn over to get on my knees, propping a pillow under my stomach. I couldn't believe that he had more left in him, but in a way I understood. We were closer than we ever had been before, and I wanted to maintain the connection too. He surpa.s.sed any and all expectations I'd ever have. If I knew anything could ever feel this amazing, I'd have figured out a way to get him inside me ages ago.

He entered me from behind quick and hard, stretching me almost to the point of pain. I clenched and yelped, trying and failing to remain coherent. Bending forward more, I balanced my weight on my elbows, screaming out as I felt him slide impossibly deeper. "Oh G.o.d Spencer, it's so deep this way!"

I heard the slap-slap-slap of him slamming against my a.s.s with every thrust; his c.o.c.k hitting something inside of me that had me flooding him with my arousal. I couldn't even think he was in me so deep, our slick bodies banging against each other. The scent of us wafted through the air, making me wetter.

"f.u.c.k, Delilah. You're on fire angel. I can't get inside of you far enough. Need to come as deep inside of you as humanly possible. You're mine Delilah. MINE. I don't want anyone touching you. Tell me who you belong to."

Oh G.o.d, he knew this answer to that. He knew, and he couldn't expect me to speak right now. This wasn't the time. I've always been his and I always will be. I just couldn't respond to that question because I knew I was right on the edge of something huge.

I cried out when he stopped and pulled out of me entirely. "Do you hear me Delilah? Tell me who you belong to."

I whimpered, a tear running down my face. "You already know, d.a.m.n you! It's why I'm here!"

I felt him position himself at my opening again, my s.e.x releasing another flood of cream in antic.i.p.ation of being filled with him.

He didn't push forward though, and I cried out in agony. "Please. Spencer, please!"

Leaning forward, he kissed my back. I felt him slide in a little bit, and I moaned as I clutched the comforter under me in a death grip.

"No Delilah. Not until you say it. Tell. Me. Who. You. Belong. To."

I screamed in frustration, trying to push back against him, but his hold on my waist was too firm.

"Not until you tell me, baby. I need to know for sure, need to have the memory of you saying the words."

I was so needy that I wanted to scream, but he'd given me no choice but to answer.

"Dammit Spencer. YOU! I belong to you, always to you. I'm yours. Always have been and always will be."

I heard his sharp intake of breath as I felt him slam into me. He hammered into me with a force and speed that blew my mind, and I started to quietly cry when I heard him saying, "Mine, always mine, always always mine" over and over again almost under his breath, like he had to keep rea.s.suring himself. I loved that I'd given him something that I could clearly see mattered to him so much. mine" over and over again almost under his breath, like he had to keep rea.s.suring himself. I loved that I'd given him something that I could clearly see mattered to him so much.

Sliding his hand under me, he rubbed my c.l.i.t with a precision that made me scream out as I came so hard I thought I'd die. He yelled my name as he reached his own climax, and the fire of his release as he blasted my insides kept me coming and s.h.i.+vering around him for what felt like an eternity.

He collapsed on top of me, both of us out of breath. We stayed connected, even as he rolled me over so that I was lying on top of him, my back to his chest as we both stared up at the ceiling. After a while our heartbeats evened out and our breathing returned to normal, and I soaked up the feeling of togetherness that hung in the air.

I clenched around him involuntarily as he rubbed my arms and ma.s.saged my shoulders. His harsh intake of breath told me that he liked it, and I giggled because he was still rock hard inside of me. I had to wonder if that was normal, but apparently, with Spencer, it is. I've never heard of a man not softening after, but Spencer wasn't stopping at all. When he palmed my b.r.e.a.s.t.s and starts pinching my nipples, I clenched around him again, wiggling a bit as I gasped at the sensations that continued spreading out through my body.