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“Come on, let’s get out of here,” I say, reaching for her hand. She hesitates, but eventually, her fingers intertwine with mine. “Let’s go back to our place, okay? We need to talk.”
The drive to the rental is filled with tension. Her body is rigid as she stares out the window. The quiet hum of the car’s engine does little to drown out my own thoughts. I need to make this right. I have to.
Once we arrive at the mansion, nestled among the hills, I guide her inside. The soft scent of lavender and vanilla wafts through the air as we enter. It’s calming, and I hope it’ll help ease some of the tension between us.
“Sit down, please,” I tell her, gesturing towards the plush couch. She complies, her eyes downcast, still avoiding my gaze. I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts before I speak.
“First off, I’m sorry, Spencer,” I begin, my voice thick with emotion. “I never should have said what I did. It was thoughtless and insensitive.”
She finally looks at me, her green eyes filled with a mix of hurt and hope. I continue, my words tumbling out in a rush, determined to make her understand.
“Let me show you how much I care, Spencer.”
After what feels like an eternity, she nods. “Okay. Show me.”
I pull her close, my hands running down the curve of her spine, feeling the heat of her body against mine. Her green eyes lock onto mine, and I see a flicker of trust in them. I lean in, pressing my lips to hers in a slow, deliberate kiss that speaks of all the unspoken promises I intend to keep.
Our lips crash together once more, hungry, and desperate, as our hands begin to explore each other’s bodies. The feel of her fingers on my bare skin sends shivers down my spine, and I can tell by the way she sighs into our kiss that she’s feeling the same fire that burns within me.
“God, Spencer,” I groan, unable to contain my need any longer. “I want you so badly.”
“Take me,” she replies, her breath hot against my neck as her nails dig into my shoulders. “I want to feel you, too.”
We waste no time, our clothes discarded quickly as we move towards the bed. Every touch, every caress is laced with the intensity of our connection, our passion spilling over like wildfire. There’s nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing and the soft whispers of our names as we give ourselves over to each other completely.
“Spencer,” I pant, sweat beading on my forehead as I hold myself above her. “Are you ready?”
“More than anything,” she replies, her eyes shining with more than lust. I enter her slowly, savoring the sensation of her tight warmth engulfing me, and she moans softly, her muscles tensing around me.
She gasps for air while her fingers grip my arms.
“Me neither,” I breathe, unable to hold back any longer as I begin to move within her, each thrust driving us both closer and closer to the edge. Our bodies merge into one, our shared rhythm a testament to the depth of our connection.
“Spencer,” I choke out, feeling my climax approaching rapidly. “I’m so close.”
She manages a nod, her face strained with pleasure.
“Come with me.”
The world narrows down to just the two of us, our hearts pounding in unison as we reach that peak together, our bodies shuddering with the force of our release. There is no greater intimacy than this moment, when all barriers between us have fallen away, and I know without a doubt that what we share is more than temporary.
The scent of our sweat lingers in the air like a testament to the passion that just unfolded. Spencer’s chest heaves gently, her breaths mingling with mine as our bodies lie entwined on the luxurious king-size bed. I stare at the luscious curves of her body, illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp.
“Spencer,” I say, tracing my fingertips along the contours of her face, “I want to explore every inch of you.”
Her green eyes light up with excitement, and she nods in agreement.
Feeling a renewed surge of desire, I start by planting soft kisses along the nape of her neck, working my way down her collarbone and toward her chest. She shivers beneath my touch, and I can feel the heat radiating from her skin. The sensation is intoxicating, and it becomes clear that our first round of lovemaking was only the beginning.
“Tell me what you like, Spencer,” I murmur against her skin, seeking guidance while simultaneously wanting to drive her wild. I’m determined to make her feel as cherished and adored as she deserves.
She says gasps, wrapping her fingers around my wrist and guiding my hand lower. “Your hands,I love the way they feel on my body.”
“Like this?” I ask, cupping her breast and swirling my thumb across her sensitive nipple, causing her to moan softly.
“Exactly like that,” she confirms, biting her lip. My heart swells with pride, knowing I’ve found a way to please her.
I continue to indulge on her body, driven by mutual desire and a fierce need to deepen our connection. Our hands roam freely, discovering each other’s most sensitive areas and reveling in the pleasure we’re able to provide one another.
