Imperial Love: All My Love (Gavin's Story) Book One

Chapter Twelve

The entire night had Peter wondering if making the move on Delilah was really the brightest idea on his part. He agreed to himself that it shouldn't have been done. But it was something he's wanted to do for a while. But he shouldn't have, he knew he shouldn't have, but he didn't want any regrets. He was regretting kissing her, but he also wasn't regretting it at the same time. He didn't know what he was thinking at that moment, but he felt like he had to do something, even if it meant that he was going to kiss his dead brother's fiancee, he knew it would've been wrong in the long run. He spent the night lying in his bed, thinking about what was next. He thought it would have been a good idea to pretend it never happened, but he didn't want to forget about it. He couldn't forget about it, but he had to. Out of respect for himself, respect for Delilah, respect for Gavin, and his whole family. It would not be fair if he continued to try and pursue Delilah, it wouldn't be fair to Gavin, who was in his grave. He also felt that It would also be disrespectful in a way, but a part of him thought that Delilah needed someone to take care of her, and if anyone was going to take care of her, it might as well have been him.

He thought to himself so many things, so many things that he couldn't get out of his mind.

What was I thinking? Why would I do that? To my own brother! He's dead, so he can't know right? It's disrespectful to him, it's like stomping on his grave. Stop you sound like a horrible person right now. Gavins your brother. You need to respect him.

He spent the entire night thinking and not getting any sleep, spent the entire night pondering if he was a good person.  He went to the kitchen, he read a book, he still wasn't getting any sleep. He just had Delilah on his mind and what he did.  He needed to confront her about it.  He tip-toed out of his room and knocked on the guest room door where Delilah was sleeping.  She probably was asleep it was eleven at night, why would she be up. Until he heard the light turn on and immediately he thought he woke her up, and she opened the door.

"Hey," Peter said silently and also in somewhat of an awkward tone.

"Hey.." Delilah responded, "It's late."

"I know." Peter replied, "We need to talk about earlier, about what happened between me and you."

"Peter, I'd rather not, and you know why I'd rather not" Delilah responded, she was regretting it just as much as Peter was. But they had to discuss it sooner or later or they would have their feelings eaten up inside.

"We have to." Peter said, "I don't care if it's late at night we have to talk about it"

Delilah was trying to think Carefully about what was going to come out of his mouth next, she needed to be careful and cautious of what would occur and he needed to be careful too or the situation would end up being worse on his part.

"I'm sorry. It shouldn't have happened." Delilah said, trying to forget about it.

"Are you?" Peter asked, "because honestly. I'm not."

Peter didn't believe the words that came out of his mouth. He wasn't sorry. He really wasn't and he knew that and he couldn't believe he said that.  He had to act as he regretted but he truly didn't. 

"Peter." Delilah said, "you know why we have to forget about it."

Delilah was right, they both needed to move past it. But a part of her didn't want to move past it either, because a part of her didn't regret it either. But she was in denial, it's been a while since she felt like someone wanted her after Gavin. She took his hand, held it closer to her face, and kissed his soft pink lips.

"I don't regret it either," Delilah whispered. Peter then leaned in and kissed her. He wasn't thinking again, but he knew he didn't want to stop. And he didn't want her to stop either. He wanted her. All of her. And didn't care for what anyone else said or thought.

SMUT AHEAD

As they continued to kiss, he kissed her like the world was about to end, he stepped into her room and shut the door, he slowly started to unbutton her nightdress exposing her breasts. He placed one hand on her breast and the other on the wall where she was leaning, his shirt was taken off by her, and later his pants were off along with his trousers.

"Are we going to regret this?" Delilah asked

"We're gonna find out in the morning," Peter whispered, seconds later Peter lifted her up, and placed one of his fingers inside her. She let a moan slip out of her mouth and Peter smirked out of satisfaction. Then let another finger slip in. And another moan slipped out of Delilah's mouth.

"I don't think we're gonna regret this," Delilah whispered,

"Me Neither." Peter responded as they both lay on the bed, "Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Delilah nodded, she wanted to and he did too. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Peter slipped himself inside of her, and she gasped, it felt so good. The thought of someone inside of her.

"Are you okay?" Peter asked, hoping she was. 

"I'm perfect" Delilah whispered.

The next morning, Peter woke up bright and early, he saw Delilah asleep and smiled, he never thought this would ever happen, he never thought Delilah would be with him, in his bed. He never thought, he wasn't sorry about it either. He thought he would regret it and he didn't. Delilah slowly woke up after him.

"Hey, stranger," Delilah said slowly waking up. She looked at him, and she smiled back at him.

"Hey." Peter replied, "You feeling alright?"

Delilah slowly got up and placed the blanket over her chest. And she smiled at him.

"I'm fine, how are you?" 

Peter chuckled slowly, "Would you believe me if I told you that was my first time?" Peter asked

Delilah shook her head, she was surprised, it didn't seem like it was his first time, he seemed like he knew exactly what he was doing. Maybe a part of it was because he is friends with guys like Mike and Dominic. And they always knew what they were doing it comes to sex, he hung around guys like them and they were just always giving him some sort of talk, what to do, what to be aware of, so that was where he learned everything from.

"It was nice." Delilah said, "You did well." 

Delilah gently kissed his cheek, she felt relieved that she found happiness again, and it was with someone completely unexpected as well.