I Laughed with her. "I like to think of myself as an adept alliteration aficionado."

"And I'll bet you loved every minute of having sex with her."

"I loved fucking the shit out of her is what I loved. Hammering the hell out of her and watching the way her face contorted in response to the things I was doing to her. I imagine it's the same kind of thrill you get when you go down on me: watching the emotions crossing my face because of the pleasure you are giving to me.”

"Yeah..." she murmured, panting for breath while sitting up a bit so she could reach behind her and rub her hand over my bulge.

“Nuh-uh," I scolded, freezing both of my hands from moving, and then ordering, “Hands off. I'm playing with you right now."

Belle whimpered but pulled her hand back. She did skootch her butt backward into my crotch and wiggle it against my erection, though. I let that slide and resumed my fondling of her breast while continuing to fingerbang her. And she glanced back at me with heavily hooded eyes and asked quietly, “It sounds like the most amazing thing in the world,"

“It was."

“Wish you'd Let Holly fuck you that one time?"

I chuckled.

“Actually, for a moment, yeah I wish that. I mean in hindsight, I'm glad I didn't. I mean, I know WHY I waited... I love you and the rest of the BTC. For me at least, it was so much better having my first time with Sam than it would've been with Holly."

“Just like my first time will be so much better with you than with anyone else," she said quietly.

I took a deep breath and sighed, feeling the weight of inevitability settling over me.

Belle sensed the change in my mood, not to mention the way I'd stopped fondling her. She craned her head back to look at me, an expectant Look on her face.

“Don't give me any bullshit about seeing me like a little sister," she intoned quietly.

“Not while you've got two fingers in my twat and a hand inside my bra."

"I wasn't going to say anything."

“Sure you weren't," she drawled, not believing me. But she didn't press the issue, instead sighing and giving me another expectant look.

"You've known all week why I was getting on birth control - and it sure as hell wasn't for some sweaty second-string jock at school.”

“I know.”

“So don't give me any bullshit about how you never ‘promised’ you'd make love to me. You've always known it would be you. And in fact, I'm actually GLAD Sam got your cherry last night.”

That stopped me short.

“Wait, what?"

Belle smiled a sort of evil grin, like she knew she'd checkmated me even though I hadn't realized it yet.

“Sam took away the only possible excuse you could still have for you and me not having sex.”

“What excuse?"