LTTA-Summer Lovin'

Graduation had come and gone, Bryce and Dalila were inseparable. Her parents began to wonder about their relationship but remained quiet about it, for hopes that Dalila would come to them and open up. She was still waiting for her letter to come from the U of M, even if she decided to stay in Pennsylvania.

Bryce had never called her his girlfriend, she had never called him her boyfriend but they knew that they were a couple. They made love every chance they could, spent almost every waking moment together now that school was over. Neither of them thought about hanging out with other people because that would mean precious time together would have to be shared. They decided that it had been about a month and they wanted to celebrate, not really an anniversary because they weren’t official.

They met each other at a small park, surprisingly empty for a nice summer day. Dalila walked over the swings and waited for Bryce. Her heart still pounded when she thought of him and being ‘hers’. She seen his car pulling up and she started to feel antsy.

“Hey love!” he shouted from the car. It felt like days since they last kissed but really it had only been about twelve hours. D was biting her bottom lip, she still wasn’t used to him calling her love.

“Hey you. How are ya?”

“Good… great now that you’re around!” he squeezed her tightly and planted a few kisses on her neck. “Lets go for a walk.” He grabbed her hand and led her towards a more tree populated area of the park.

“O…k…” He led her back farther into the woods when she seen a blanket on the ground, a picnic basket, and a white rose laying on the blanket.

“I know you’re not the gooey romantic type…” he looked over at her, her eyes were filled with tears and she was biting her lower lip again. She looked adorable to him.

“I love this…” she whispered. He came closer to her, held her tight.

“I love you” Bryce whispered into her ear.

Dalila suddenly stumbled backwards out of his grasp. She was looking at him like he had said something vulgar rather than those three little words. For the first time, Bryce felt like he had made a mistake but he thought for sure that she had felt in love with him too. He had been in love with her the moment he kissed her the first time. He kept waiting for her to say something, but she never did. Time seemed to go by more slowly now.

“Say something, please Dalila….” He swallowed.

“Thank you.” Bryce nodded and ran an unsteady hand through his hair.

“Not what I was expecting, but I can deal with that… I’m glad you didn’t run away in terror. For a minute there I thought you were going to…” he chuckled nervously.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t prepared for that…”

“Hey, hey.. No need to explain. It’s out there now, you know how I feel about you and when you’re sure, or when you want to take that step and say, you don’t have to drop the bomb.” Dalila nodded and tried to smile but she was feeling very uneasy and bad for reacting like that when it had obviously taken courage for Bryce to say those words. But she couldn’t say them yet, not yet.



The rest of the date went off without a hitch, they laughed and shared stories, made love outside, talked about their futures, apart and together. It was a good afternoon for the both of them but Dalila still felt odd since he had said those three, small in letter, big in meaning words. D was headed home, Bry was going to go home for a little while then come over. When she walked through the front door, she seen an envelope from Ann Arbor Michigan, her heart began to pound. She picked it up and held it close to her, pulled it away then looked at it again. She ripped it open and read.

“ACCEPTED!!!!!” she screamed. “OH MY GOD!!!!!!” when her parents came walking in she was jumping up and down. “I GOT ACCEPTED TO U OF M!!!!”

“Congratulations sweetheart!” her mother exclaimed!

“We knew you could do it D!” They were all hugging when Bryce walked in and quickly her joy dance became reality.

“Hey, what’s all the celebration about?”

“Oh it’s nothing…” she said quietly.

“Nothing?” her father said. “Dalila was excepted into the U of M!!!”

Bryce tried to smile, tried to be happy for her. He was proud of her, it took a lot of hard work to get accepted but Michigan was a long ways away and long distance relationships… Friendships were one thing, but to not be able to hold her, to kiss her every day. No, he was happy and proud of and for her… but he was sad for him.

“Great job D!” he said, while his heart was breaking. Of course he could beg her not to go, but that would be unfair to her.

“Thanks Bry… you wanna go up stairs and talk?” he nodded. “Love ya mom and dad!” Then she headed up stairs, not knowing if she was scared of the letter or scared of what might happen to her and Bryce. “I’m sorry that dad just blurted it out that way…”

“Why? He’s proud of you! I’m proud of you hon. You should be proud of you.”

“I am…” she nodded. “I am. It’s just… you and I… I know we talked about me staying here for college, and I’m not saying that I’m not.” Bryce held up his hand and shook his head.

“They are your school of choice, right?”

“Yes”

“Then go D! What are you doing for?”

“B.A. in art and design.”

“How long will that take?” Dalila hesitated to answer, looked down then back up at him.

“Four years.” Slowly she sat on her bed, thinking about the whole situation while staring at the letter. “What about us…?” she hesitated to ask, afraid of the answer.

“I’ll always be here for you.”

“I mean… about US…”

“I love you D, even though you don’t like me to say it, I want to be with you… Even if that means enduring a long ass time of being without you. There are breaks, and if I’m not going to college right away, I can come visit you. Plus we have months before you start, right? What if by then you’re sick of me as a boyfriend?” Dalila started shaking her head at him.

“No, I don’t think so…”

Bryce put cupped the back of her neck with his hands, pulled her close to him and brushed his lips over her forehead. Dalila felt shivers running through her body. He was so sweet and gentle tonight with her. She felt the urge to stay with him tonight but she wasn’t sure how that would go over with her parents because she didn’t want him down in the den or out in the living room, she wanted him in her bed and she wanted to wake up to him in the morning.

“What you thinking about baby?” he whispered, leaving kisses by her ear and cheek.

“That I want you tonight and I want to wake up with you tomorrow…”

“I want that too” he paused, kissing the corner of her mouth lightly. “But do you think it’s wise?” He kissed her deeply, yet soft. He flicked his tongue over hers, tilting her head back then pulled away.

“If you keep kissing me like that, I think it’d be very wise” D closed her eyes as his mouth trailed down to her neck.

“The decision is yours my love.” He looked into her beautiful eyes.

“Stay with me.”

Bryce nodded and kissed her again. This time more deeply, more passionate, twirling his tongue with hers they laid back on the bed together. He ran a hand down her side, between her legs and started rubbing her through the jeans. She moaned into his mouth, he rubbed harder. Her hips were moving along with his hand when he tore his mouth from hers. Kissing down the curve of her neck, he lifted her shirt, revealing her soft stomach.

“Take off your shirt baby.” he said in a gruff voice, she complied. “You’re beautiful.” He began kissing at the hallow of her throat, worked down to her cotton covered breast. He nipped at her hard nipple through the bra, hands going around her to unhook it. He tossed it aside, suckling on her now bare and hard nipple.

Dalila arched her body up, grabbing a hand full of his hair and tugging gently. Her body was aching for him to touch her all over, to devour her. But she loved how slow he was going too, tasting her body, licking, all the sensations it was giving her was amazing. She felt his finger tips brush her belly, then the button of her jeans, and then the zipper was undone. He was shimming them off her hips, placing a kiss at each inch of new skin exposed.

Her panties were a simple baby blue, hipsters but they were ungodly sexy on her. Once her jeans were off, he kissed her sex over her panties, feeling the dampness. His fingers curled around the top and slowly, very slowly peeled them off. He followed down her leg, kissing and licking, then back up.

Bryce spread her legs, nibbling the inside of her thighs, making her moan and grip the bed. His nibbles turned to kisses when he reached the lips. He flicked his tongue over the soft skin, then slid it between them. She moaned loudly on the first thrust of his tongue.

With his fingers, he spread her lips and started suckling on her clit. Her hips bucked up, shoving her pussy into his mouth more. He gladly excepted it and began lapping his tongue faster. Her hips were moving more and more, he inserted his middle finger into her, never breaking the pace of his tongue.

Dalila grabbed a handful of hair, bucking her hips faster. She felt on the edge since the first time his tongue touched her pussy. She could feel her wetness dripping down to her butt, on to the bed. Each time she got herself under control, this time was no different until Bryce licked from her whole, up to her clit, then even so lightly began licking her clit. With his hair in her hands she bucked up again and came hard.

“Ohhh, ohhhhhh!” she screamed. She grabbed a pillow from behind her head, placing it over her mouth, she bit into the pillow, moaning loud as Bry started sucking on her tender pussy.

Her muffled moans made him so horny, his finger going in and out of her and his tongue lapping her until her body stopped shivering. He pulled back slowly, looking at her naked body. Her hair was fanned out over the pillows, eyes closed, and breathing hard. She opened her eyes and looked at him, smiled.

“Oh my God Bryce”

“Was it good for you?”

“Good? That was fucking mind blowing.” Bryce stared at her in shock, never in his life had she ever used that word.

“You do wonders for my ego my love.” he snuggled close to her, wrapping his arms around her.

“It’s your turn Mister… Get naked!” He laughed and took off his clothes.

“Yes ma’m.”



They made love three times that night and Dalila awoke in Bryce’s arms, with her parents standing at her door. She didn’t want to deal with them so she got up, locked her door, told them she wasn’t feeling well and she’d be downstairs later.

“Dalila, we know Bryce is in there with you…” her father said. Bryce got up, starting to get his clothes on.

“Please just go away, we’ll be down later.” She sighed heavily and flopped back on her bed when she heard her parents walk away. “Lay down with me…”

“D… I think we should go talk to your parents.”

“Make love to me again Bryce.” She propped herself up on her elbow and pulled him closer to her. “Please?” she kissed him lightly.

“Dalila…” he was staring at her, trying to do the mature and right thing, but her big blue eyes were boring into his soul. “Have I mentioned that I love you?” She nodded. “We really should..” he pointed to the door when she began to fake pout. “My God woman…” he sighed and gave in.


An hour later, after making love and taking a shower together, the couple arrived down stairs where Mr. and Mrs. Rowe sat at the table, drinking their coffees. Dalila took a deep breath and sat down at the table with her parents. Bryce stood behind her with his hand on her shoulder. He looks so confident, like this isn’t happening.

“Well, it seems that some things have changed over the last couple months.” her mother began. She had always been the talker in the family. Her farther was the enforcer, but mom… she made the rules for him to enforce. “We need to discuss some ground rules… I don’t like this sneaking around stuff.” Dalila nodded. “Why didn’t you tell us, first off?”

“I… don’t know. It just happened.”

“Are you being cautious?” Dalila only nodded again, her cheeks burned. “What about college?”

“I don’t…” Dalila began, but Bryce cut her off.

“She’s going to University of Michigan.” D glared at him.

“I haven’t decided yet.” she snipped.

“D, if you and I weren’t together, would you go?”

“Yes”

“Then go.”

“You seem very certain that she should go Bryce…” her mother was giving him a suspicious eye.

“Don’t get me wrong Mrs. Rowe, I don’t WANT her to go but I want her to be happy. Which in this case would be for her to go to Michigan.”

“You’re in love with her Bryce…” Her father, finally saying something.

“Yes sir, I am. She knows where I stand with all of this.”

“Then we wish you the best… both of you.” he added, Mrs. Rowe went to add something else but he put his hand on hers and shook his head.