Part 16

PMDSXX

Perry opened the car door for Della and shut it. Walking around the car, he opened his door and slid into his seat beside her turning the car's engine over, and steered the car onto the roadway. Perry glanced over at Della taking notice of her the expression on her face, which showed she was in deep thought. He could tell something was on her mind.

"You worried about something, Della?" Perry finally spoke up looking at her briefly as he returned his gaze onto the road.

"I was just thinking Perry that's all. Can we talk it over later tonight?"

"Sure, we can. Is it something I did or didn't do?" Perry wanted to know, but Della wasn't ready to speak just yet and kept silent all the way to her apartment.

It was late afternoon, and the sun was beginning to set when they arrived at her apartment. Entering the building together Perry and Della walked side by side casually stealing glances at the other. Opening her door with her key, he followed her inside and firmly shut it watching her.

"Perry, I have to start packing my clothes, and I also have to call my landlord to tell him I'll be leaving for good. I only had this apartment for a short time before I left for law school. My landlord was so understanding that he kept it for me and didn't rent it out." Della sifted through her paperwork and found her address book with phone numbers scribbled inside.

"Della, you missing something, darling?" He joined her at the table. While looking at her, he pulled her scarf out of his pocket but almost revealed her gift, but he pushed it back down into his pocket only to reveal her scarf.

"Oh Perry, I thought I lost it. Stealing my clothes now are we Perry?" Della chuckled with a slight blush. He was reluctant to release it from his fingers. As she gently pulled him into a kiss, he firmly held it between his fingertips. She broke the kiss and stepped away from him with her scarf now in her hand.

"What's wrong with me stealing your clothes? If it can fit in my pocket then it's mine. I already stole your heart. Della, do you want to go out for dinner tonight, or do want me to grab a quick dinner to go?" Perry asked with a smug grin while Della returned his smile and sat down at her kitchen table thumbing through her phone book.

"Take out would be nice Perry. There is a restaurant downtown called The Italian Cuisine. They have excellent Lasagna and they offer take-out too. Oh, and don't forget the dessert. It is delicious."

Perry slipped on his shoes and went out the door towards his parked car and drove downtown. Della found her landlord's number, dialed it and explained to him that she would be permanently leaving the apartment effective the next day. If he needed money for the month, she would pay him but he refused. Since she always paid him on time, he explained that she didn't need to pay in advance he had more than enough money to let her slide by without paying her monthly rent. Hanging up the phone, she went to shower the daily grime from her body. Knowing Perry would be gone for a while, she enjoyed her alone time.

Turning the shower off, exiting the tub and wrapped herself up in a large bath towel while she gazed into the mirror. Leaving the bathroom in just a towel, she treaded to her bedroom, opened her closet and started to go through her clothes, sorting out her good dresses and not-so-good ones. She would leave some things that didn't appeal to her anymore, especially what Michael bought her. She didn't want anything to remind her of him. One pile of clothing that was to be left behind to the next renter. She started to pack in her suitcases with several pairs of high heels and sandals. In addition to the discarded clothes, she added a pile of shoes that were to be discarded. Noticing her hair starting to dry, she found Perry's discarded shirt on the floor, picked it up, removed her towel put his shirt on with a pair of her silk panties.

Perry arrived at the restaurant parking his car on the street turning the ignition off. He carefully waited until a car passed by him before getting out. He shut his door and he entered the restaurant. Placing his order at the counter, his eyes worked the room for any unwanted attention but saw nothing. He patiently waited for his order thinking of only one thing, Della. What she had on her mind? He couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong or crossed a line with her. He leaned up against the post until his name was called and gave an extra tip to the cashier. Returning to her apartment with two full bags full of food and a bottle of wine, Perry parked his car and headed towards her apartment. The door abruptly opened as the older man who he had met earlier held the door for him.

"Mr. Tipton, thank you so much."

"Mr. Mason it looks like you got your hands full. So, are you going to be coming here more often?" He said tilting his head to the side and smiled.

"No, Della and I are leaving tomorrow for Los Angeles."

"Della is a nice girl. You take care of her you hear me." Mr. Tipton stepped away from him and walked down to his car and left.

"That I can promise you without a doubt." Perry whispered and headed up to her apartment quickly.

Perry walked to her apartment door and turned the knob opening the door. Shutting the door, Della walked out of her bedroom wearing his dress shirt that she had previously worn. Taking one paper bag from his hand, she set it on the table while he sat the wine bottle down with the dessert. Grabbing two plates and utensils, she placed them on the table. Perry looked into a drawer finding the corkscrew and reached for two glasses. He stood at the table and gazed at her while she put the food on the plates. Opening the bottle with a loud pop, he poured the liquid slowly into the two glasses and placed the bottle in the middle of the table.

"Perry, are you just going to stare at me all night long?" Della finally spoke up as he sat down at the table as she walked over to him and served him his lasagna.

"Why yes Della. I can just look at you all night long if I want, and you wearing my shirt isn't helping at all." He looked at her with smoldering eyes and she leaned down to steal a kiss from him when he pulled her closer for a longer kiss than she anticipated. He grabbed her by the waist, and she fell into his lap, giggled, and kissed him uncontrollably. Finally gasping for air and twining her fingers into his chest hair, she came up for breath as his mouth drifted to her neck and sucked lightly on her ear, making her squirm in his lap, but he held her firmly in his strong arms.

"Perry, please. The food is going to get cold, and I need my fuel for later," Della said wrapping her arms behind his neck stroking his hair at his nape.

"You should have thought about that before wearing my shirt and nothing else." He gave her a wicked grin and tasting her flesh with his tongue, he groaned and then released his grip on her waist. She caressed his forearms, placed her hands on his exposed chest feeling his muscles and made him flinch letting her up. They sat and ate their meal while he enjoyed watching her eat. He took his wine glass and drank a gulp before refilling it.

After finishing her meal, she looked into the paper bag finding a small container with a Caesar salad and two strawberry cheesecake pieces in another separate container. Removing the containers from the bag and placed them in front of him as he touched her hand gently stilling her a moment. She looked at him lovingly before kissing him on his cheek.

"What was it that you had on your mind back coming over here?" Perry asked her curiously before she returned to her chair.

"What if I don't pass my final exams? I mean there could be a chance that I failed. What will my parents have to say about you? I just hope they approve of what's happening in my life." Della voiced her concerns as she turned her attention to him as he was in deep thought too.

"Della don't think of that exam I know you passed it. Your parents, well that's a whole different situation, and I'm up to the task to tell them my feelings for you." Perry reached for her hand interlacing his fingers with hers.

"My mother would adore you but my father, on the other hand, you'll just have to convince him, Perry. What about your parents Perry?" Della eyed him and waited for him to answer.

"My parents are still together. They have a house on the beachfront near Malibu, and they also have a house in Europe. My father practices law although, he's slowing down in his practice he'll be retiring soon and my mother works in a real estate firm which she'll be retiring, and they plan to do some traveling." Perry finished his salad and Della handed him the cheesecake.

While she ate hers slowly, she taunted him with her lips as she took in her last piece of cake. Smiling at him with hooded eyes got up from her chair, walked to the counter, and dropped her plate into the sink. She felt his strong arms encircle her waist as he pulled her hips back against him letting her feel his hard-on. Pushing back against him, he groaned into her ear as he nipped at her. His hands roamed the front of her chest pushing the fabric aside to caress her flat stomach and dipped down to the fabric of her panties, pulled them off and tossed them aside. He dipped one digit into her wetness as she gasped into his mouth as he teased her.

Tugging his head to meet her mouth, slipping her tongue into his mouth and turned in his embrace. His mouth never left hers. Her hands made quick work of the buttons on his shirt which revealed his chest hairs while he helped her with shedding it off his shoulders. Letting her tongue slip out of her mouth, licking her lips seductively as she pulled her lip between her teeth. He quickly picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom not wanting to waste any more time. She began kissing along his strong jaw as he stepped around the mound of clothes that she had piled on the floor. Gently, laying her on the bed, he reached for the button on his slacks and removed them. He crawled up her naked form, placing featherlight kissing on her both sides of her legs tasting her, dipping his tongue into her navel just above her pubic area. She lifted her hips urging him to venture there, but he avoided it, inhaled her aroma, and caused her to squirm on the sheets. As her hands gripped his hands in hers, she made him growl as he lavished her breasts one then the other. Finally, he looked up at her. Della had her eyes closed from the pure pleasure that his tongue and mouth were giving her. She opened her dilated pupils only to find that he stopped and stared down at her with pure love.

"Della, I'm going to make you forget about all your exes," Perry whispered into her ear and then claimed her mouth. Responding with a moan, she pulled him to her by wrapping her legs around his waist. Pulling her towards him, he entered her and settled down between her thighs as she encased him with pressure as pulled him further into her wet heat. She kissed him with bruised lips while he dominated her by holding her by his free hand while his other roamed through her damp hair. Perry gasped breathlessly as his lips and tongue traveled south down her chest, as he fondled her breast with one hand and still held her down firmly, but was starting to lose his grip from sweaty palms. Della squirmed on the sheet of the bed trying to get Perry where she most desperately needed him.

He finally let go of her hand, and she was free to move her hands while he found the sweet spot that had beckoned him since he first came back to her apartment. Inhaling her scent, he closed his eyes, and he gave her what she wanted as her hands grabbed his head and twisted her fingers in his hair causing him to gasp. As he dipped his tongue into her wet folds, her juices dripped down her thighs as he stroked with his tongue and nipped at her clit causing her to thrash against the mattress. Raising her hips to meet his mouth, he steadied her hips as he continued working her with his mouth. Within a few moments, she called out his name, shattered into a million pieces as he rode out her orgasm, and he lapped up her sweet nectar. Before crawling back up her heaving chest, Perry noticed sweat sheen covering her body, as she finally caught her breath and gazed back up at him. Touching his cheek with one hand, she pulled him in for a tender kiss and claimed his mouth before rolling him over flat on his back.

Della peered down at him as she straddled his chest. Her hair in complete disarray from his large hand while she looked down at him. He held her hips still before he stroked her thighs with his hands before she picked them up into her delicate hands, interlacing them with hers.

"And what about all your ex's Perry? I mean it's only fair, isn't it?" She asked taunting him as she scratched his rib cage with her fingernails leaving marks there. Leaning down capturing his lips in a searing kiss, she released his mouth with a nip as she took her time and made sure that claiming him as hers like no other woman had done before her and wanted no one but her to possess him. Making wet trails on his heaving torso, he shifted his weight for control, but she was not having any of it, nipping at his side, and stroked up his length for what seemed like an eternity. When he was about to lose control, she took him in her mouth and sucked lightly. He closed his eyes as she twirled her tongue around his head moving from base to tip. Working him to his orgasm, she stroked him with her tongue a few more times before he came hard and fast. He grabbed her arms gently and took her in his hands while she settled down onto his semi-hard erection and claimed her in a fiery kiss. Gasping for breath once again, she started moving on his erection as he pulsed within her folds and kept up with her pace. He held her close as he pumped into her before he came inside her. He kissed her as she came down from her high, and she leaned down on top of him as he stroked her back and played with her curls at the nape of her neck. Laying across his chest, her breath tickled his chest hairs as he pulled her closer as his erection subsided and slipped out of her. They laid in a tender embrace for a long while as sleep took them finally resting comfortably into each other's arms not having a care in the world.