To be Loved

How Things Began..

"Baby," Vane called out towards me. Oh how I wanted to stay mad at him, but his deep olive eyes always softened my heart and probably always will. His alluring eyes were pleading for me to give in but I had to hold my ground, I had too.

" Vane, please, I'm not ready. Time, that's what I need. Please.." I softly pleaded.

You see, Vane and I are a couple. We've been together since the ending of my sophomore year, his junior year. Of course, dating in high school is never easy, especially when your boyfriend is the star running back on the team. You name it, I've encountered it. Groupies, crazy ex-girlfriends, and even the obsessive 'friends'. But through and through, I've stuck by him. I love him, he's an amazing person and honestly feel blessed to have met a person like him. But sometimes, things just get.. I don't know.. Out of hand.

Like now, since it's our one year anniversary, we've been together the whole day. Right now, we're back at his house..alone. Not that this is the first time we've been alone, but lately he's been wanting to 'try' things. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not frigid, far from it actually. It's just, sometimes I feel used.. I know it's not intentional, but he forgets that I'm not as 'experienced' as he is and will sometimes get annoyed with my hesitation to some things.

"Babe, what's the problem? I thought you wanted this." There it is, the underlined irritation. When he gets like this, it makes me feel bad. I want to please him so badly, but I can't help it. Sometimes I'd wish he could read my mind just so he'd know how much all this affects me.

"I do Vane, I want this, I want you-" I was soon interrupted by his firm and aggressive lips latching on to my full, softer ones. His kisses.. That was one thing I couldn't get enough of. Everything about him was intoxicating, his looks, his scent,personality and body. Moaning softly, I could feel myself heating up as he started caressing my hip.

"Daliah, please.. I love you, I need you." He seductively moans in my ear as he kissed all along my neck, his hands roaming my body. I shivered in response to his sensual words and touches. When he touches me like this, my mind can't help but fizzle and get consumed by all this pleasure. Short soft grasps flow out of me as he starts to toy with the buttons of my jeans. A reflex of mine, I tug on his dark wavy hair and pull myself closer to his warm body. His large hands encourage my actions by spreading my legs, positioning himself in between them so that he's pressing into me.

Our moaning become in-sync as we slowly start to undress each other. It wasn't until I was left in nothing but my bra and panties that my mind started clearing up and the gravity of what we were about to do hit me. At that moment, my body stiffened and Vane noticed.

Before I could get a word out he began, "Listen to me Daliah, I love you. One no else. I only want you. I care for only you, you are the most important thing in my life. I can't imagine a day without you. Being with you has been the best thing that could ever happen to me. Despite everything we've gone through, I'd never want to lose you. I refuse to let you go. So please, beautiful, let me have you."

His words, sincerity laced through them, had my eyes start to tear. Not from sadness, but relief. Vane has never been really vocal about his feelings, and for me it had always made me feel somewhat insecure about our relationship. But after this, his beautiful confession, I make a decision.

Glazing up at him through my lashes, I whisper a simple yes. For a second, he looks at me in surprise, but it doesn't last long. Amazement and then a look of complete unadulterated lust clouds his eyes. He zeros in on my lips and once again attacks in a blissful assault. Biting my lower lip I moan loudly and Vane takes the opportunity to plunge his tongue into my mouth. Devouring and tasting everything I have to offer, I quickly run out of breath.

Heat consumes me as his lips trail from my jaw to my neck then to my ultra-sensitive neckline. Clawing at his toned and muscular back, he starts to leave love bites on the tops of my C cup breast. Unclasping my bra, he starts playing with my right breast with his skilled fingers as his mouth devoured my left. I was withering underneath him, barely able to formulate words.

"V-Vane please.." I manage to moan out. Releasing my right breast from his mouth, he looks up at me with a small smile on his face.

"Baby, you are so beautiful. But you have to tell me, what do you want?" He starts a trail of kisses going down my flat stomach to the top of my panties. My only response was a deep moan.

Looking up at after feeling the sudden lost of his lips on my skin, I see him kneeling I between my parted legs. His hands start massaging the top and inside of my thighs and I bit my lip and arch my back in response to all this pleasure I receive.

"Baby I don't think that I can contain myself for much longer, tell me what you want." He lustfully growled out. At his words, I felt myself become even more wet.

"You, please, I want you Vane. Make love to me." The words came out rushed and out of breath as his hands started skimming toward my bare virgin pussy. A deep, guttural moan escaped my lips as the feel of his thick rough fingers slid through my slick folds.

"God baby you're so wet.." He groaned in the sexiest way possible. Attacking my lips and plunging one of his long, thick fingers at the same time taking me by surprise. A tear sliding off my cheek from the shear pleasure of everything. This took Vane by surprise.

Stopping momentarily, "Daliah baby shit are you ok? I'm sorry I didn't meant to hurt-"

"I'm fine Vane, this all just feels so good.. Please don't stop." While I was saying this, I sneakily took off his underwear with my foot and wrapped my legs around his now bare waist. Giving me a small once over to make sure that I was in fact ok, he gave one last 'are you sure?' look. After a short nod, I received one of the most beautiful smiles I've ever seen. I saw in his eyes all the love he had for me and at that moment I knew I was doing the right thing.

He leaned down and gave me the sweetest kiss I've yet to receive, and slowly began to push all of himself into my virgin core. The pain that I feel quickly melted a way as the last of innocence was filled with his thick and long member. The pleasure I felt was so addictive and I tried my hardest to move against him to get more of it.

"God, baby, you are so fucking tight and wet." Vane growled out through clenched teeth. Just as I was about to response, he pulled out and quickly, in what seemed like inhuman speed, plunged back deep inside of me. Moaning at the same time we continued this tortuous pace until we climaxed in sync, moaning out each others name.

At that moment, we were perfect. Our love was indestructible, for we had each other. Complete bliss. Sadly ours was short-lived.