Ruining Us

Le sexy time

I should point out that this isn't really that graphic...I don't think. Well, compared to a lot of other stuff I've read it's not.

And I basically just admitted I read sex.

But nevermind. I don't think you should have problems with it but obviously if it's not your cup of tea, don't read it xD

Bear in mind I wrote this...maybe a year or so ago? I don't remember. But I haven't added to/changed it, apart from the editing I just did. Onwards!

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I stumbled down the corridor, giggling, still, in hysteria about Spencer’s Shrek impression, clutching Spencer's arm as he smiled and gently led me along the halls. We stopped outside a door - I presumed it was his - and he unlocked it and entered, pulling me along behind him. I saw Jared's bed was unoccupied and briefly wondered where I would sleep.

I voiced my question aloud as I looked back at Spencer, who was standing a couple of steps in front of me.

"So where do I -" I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence as he took two steps my way, his face determined and utterly sexy, before crashing his lips to mine. I wasted no time in thinking; I just entangled my fingers in his hair, going with the flow.

His kiss was, as usual, totally mind blowing, filling me with a burning desire for more. I felt his hot touch on my skin, and suddenly I craved more of that contact. I moaned and grabbed the hem of his shirt, tearing it off in seconds. He chuckled and stopped kissing me for a moment as he murmured in such a husky, sexy voice that I almost fainted;

"Eager, are we?" and then continued to kiss me passionately. I ran my fingers excitedly over his abs, feeling his muscles clench under my touch, but still I wanted more. With another longing groan, I struggled with my own shirt, trying to take it off. Still kissing me, Spencer pulled it over my head for me, and again we were locked in a burning frenzy of passion.

I could feel his muscles all over my torso, making me feel protected and I ran my fingers over them, knowing he liked it. His abs rubbed against my own bare stomach, making me moan and kiss him harder. Still wanting more of him, my fingers trailed down his defined stomach and found the top of his jeans.

He chuckled as I undid the button and zip without hesitation, quickly, as though I had a grudge against them. He finished the job for me, throwing his jeans and socks across the room. Then he started to kiss my neck, making me moan as he got my soft spot, his hands trailing down my waist and he took my jeans off with ease. He discarded them and I pulled myself up so my legs were around his waist and he ran his hands over my legs, making me shiver as I bit and sucked his neck.

He let out a groan of his own and I let him unclip my bra and slide it off me, dropping it on the floor. It was then that we started to get more passionate; I pressed myself right up to him, savouring the contact, sliding my tongue into his mouth. His hands roamed my torso, making me moan as he stroked my breasts.

Then he lay me on his bed and started to touch me in places that made me squirm, and kissed me in places that made me moan. As I succumbed to his kisses, his touch, his whole body, I thought that he was so professional at this and yet he can't have treated Jamie, Vanessa and all those other girls like this; his touches were passionate, his kisses were loving. I wasn't just some toy. Although I could certainly tell how he had gotten most girls in our year in his bed.

Before long, our underwear was off and his hot touch was absolutely everywhere, making me feel on fire, burning for more. He knew exactly where to kiss me, touch me, and seemed to guess how I liked 'it'. I felt sky high as I let Spencer have his way with me, deciding that no matter how he did 'it', I like it, and it wasn't just a lucky guess.

His muscles tensed as I touched him wherever I could, whenever I could, but mostly I was letting him take control. My mind was a total blur as his lips captured mine and didn't let go. He was all I could see, hear, smell, feel, taste, he took over everything, every thought, every feeling. All I wanted was him. And he was happily fulfilling that want, his fierce touch filling my entire body with extraordinary ecstasy and burning pleasure

But it had to end at some point, and end it did. Spencer got off me and then pulled me close to him, letting me gently touch his manhood as I snuggled into his chest, trying to regain my breath after that wildly hot session.

"Sorry about the haste," he whispered huskily. "I've been waiting for that for a long time…"

"Sorry for what?" I replied. I had been having the time of my life; he didn't need to apologize. He was even better than Zack. He chuckled.

"How about I'm a little gentler this time?" he offered. I agreed instantly; sex twice with Spencer was an invitation not to refuse.

True to his word, he was gentler, but my god he was still good. It was more relaxed and yet still filled me to the brim with excitement, not cooling down even after we'd finished. I moaned as he pulled away, but then he pulled me back close.

"Damn, you're good," I murmured, kissing his neck, loving the way his naked body felt against mine. He chuckled, kissing my forehead as I snuggled up to him.

My last thought before I fell asleep curled up against him was that I had just had sex with Spencer Richmond, twice, and had definitely not regretted a moment of it.

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*blushes awkwardly*

well that's it from the RU saga....no more ;)