Authors: Ella Fox
“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’v
e finished
another
year at college.”
I’d
pissed 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 sex, 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 fuck you Delilah. I’m going to make love to you. There
is
a difference.
I’ve never
even tried to do that
before, but even I know that much.
"
I enjoy
ed
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’r
e mine for a month.
No one else is to touch you, or even fucking 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 spendin
g a month having sex 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 c
ould
onl
y cross my fingers that she would
last another year w
ith her virginity intact. I’d
cr
oss next year’s bridge when I ca
me to it. The fact that her beautiful mouth
dropped in shock was a likely indicator that I’d
pissed her off.
Fo
olishly, I thought I could
pre
dict her actions. What she said next proved
me dead wrong.
“I’m on the
pill
,
Spence, and I have been for the last
two
month
s
. As for the rest of you
r 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 fucking 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 full
y
present for is when I’m making my plans to be with Delilah. I’ve had to tread really carefully at work with D
ante
. He’s sharp, and he will definitely notice that I’m acting like an idiot
if I don't watch my ass
.
The reason I’d asked for thirty days was because Damien is
out of town
oversee
ing
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 t
he drive
there
seemed
to take forever
.
I was
so excited
when I
finally arrive
d
that
I bu
rst 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 mad
e my way onto the side
walk to grab her bag. She looked
beautiful
,
as
always. Her long blonde hair wa
s wavy and loose, and her blue eyes sparkle
d
when she looked
at me
.
You’d think she would
have
b
e
e
n
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 ne
ither of us immediately let
go. I need
ed
these few moments to soak her in before the drive. Grasping her chin in my hand, I tilt
ed
her
head
back and claim
ed
her mouth with mine.
Our kiss wa
s hotter than a thousand suns on a summer day, both of us completely forgett
ing 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 wa
s the sound of someone
coughing. Pullin
g away, I saw that Dominique
was
on the sidewalk,
approaching us.
“Hey dumb ass! How about y
ou 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
be
en
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 tu
rned and wandered
back into her apartment building
, leaving Delilah and I breathless
,
but alone.
Taking her bag, I thre
w it into the trunk
before opening the passenger door for her. I smile
d 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 start
ed
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.”
Us. In m
y wildest fucking dreams, she's always the star, and we'
re together.
If only there could be an “us” in real life
right now
.
I’ve been polished and primped to within an inch of my life. Am I ready? Hell 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 wa
s 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 wa
s blessedly short.
Gr
abbing the keys from him, I ra
n ahead to open the doors. He brought our weekend bags in
while
I flung the sliding glass doors open and stepped out onto the deck, brea
thing in
the fresh ocean air. Ever s
ince 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 smile
d 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 lef
t me with no doubt that he wanted
to do
this just as much as I did
.
Our tongues dueled as we devoured one ano
ther, 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 t
he 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 shirt
off and joining me.
I groaned
when I saw
his naked chest hovering over me. He's built like a
Greek god
, all muscle and stunning virility.
Having carte blanche
to touch him
, I took
full advantage. Running my hands up his chest, I explore
d
every contour of him. I note
d when
his breathing got
heavier, when his breath stopped
completely,
what made
him moan
.
When
I rub
bed
my fingers over h
is nipples,
he rewarded
us both by grinding against me.