Team Sparia

Chapter 27 - "You're on my to do list."

Aria's POV
"I think you put it together wrong." I was biting my lip, trying to keep from laughing, as Spencer tried to fit two impossible pieces together on the chair she was trying to build. Spencer huffs blowing her hair out of her face and twirls the screwdriver she was holding in her hand.
"I'm sure this is how it goes." She says doing that adorable frown she does when she's trying to figure something out.
"Well maybe if you read the instructions..." I suggest trailing off a smile playing on my lips. Spencer looks up at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Since when have I ever needed instructions?" She questions. I simply gesture to the disaster that was the chair she had been trying to put together. She laughs a little which causes me to smile. "I guess you're right." She stands up dropping the screwdriver and makes her way towards me slowly.
"What are you doing?" I ask as she starts to fan herself, she looked ridiculous.
"Oh, so you don't think I look hot?" She asks which I laugh at.
"That was smooth." I compliment sarcastically.
"I have plenty more where that came from." She places her arms on my shoulders while I hook my fingers through her belt loops.
"Really?" I ask quietly.
"Mmmm." She hums drawing closer to my neck. I can feel her breath on my neck as she slowly makes her way up to my ear not once touching me with her lips which was what I really wanted her to do and she knew that.
"Like what?" I whisper back my hands moving from her front to her back.
"Like..." She pauses almost like she was thinking of something. "You're on my to do list." The line was totally cheesey but Spencer didn't care and honestly neither did I. Spencer moves one of her hands to the small of my back pressing me closer to her while the other one was at the base of my neck sending an electric current pulsing through my body. She connects her lips to my throat carefully kissing and biting my skin. She trails up from my neck to my jaw and finally comes to my lips. She swiftly slips her tongue into my mouth where we battle for dominance with Spencer coming out on top which raises a moan from my throat. Spencer pushes me gently back until we fall onto the couch where she trails her hands up my thighs slipping under the fabric of my shorts. I silently curse her for putting jeans on which was blocking me from touching her skin. I settle for slipping my hands under t-shirt revelling in the feel of Spencer's soft and smooth skin. This causes Spencer to moan which gives me the opportunity to explore her mouth winning the battle momentarily. She had her legs either side of me and she was sitting on my lap where her hands were doing all of the work. She detaches her lips from mine and moves them to my neck leaving a few love bites, she tugs on my t-shirt before pulling it over my head. My breathing was out of control as Spencer continued, her hands were like magic.

"Aria?" My father's voice snaps me from my dream and I bolt upright in my bed. My bed sheets were damp with my sweat and I realise with disappointment that my hand was below the waistband of my shorts. I pull my hand out and try to regulate my breathing before my dad comes into my room. That could have been embarrassing. My dad comes into my bedroom and his brow creases immediately in worry. "Are you okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, no, I'm fine." I say wiping my brow from sweat.
"You look a little flushed." He comments not sounding convinced.
"Guess it's just a little hot." I say coolly trying to move on.
"Anyway, I just came up to tell you that I have to go to work. Will you be okay by yourself?" He asks straightening his tie.
"I'll be fine dad." I reply. He crosses the room and places a soft kiss on my forehead before placing his hand to my forehead checking my temperature. He gives me one last goodbye before leaving. When I hear the front door close I let out a large sigh. What are you doing to me Spencer? I hadn't talked to Spencer in just over a week and clearly it was driving me insane. I was having dreams similar to the one I had just had about Spencer all the time and it was making me crazy. I put it down to the fact that I was just feeling horney and with no one but myself to pleasure me, then my mind liked to imagine scenes like that just to flare things up a bit. But the other part of me was telling me that I was missing Spencer terribly. Not only sexually but emotionally too. Even the finger which I'd only had a ring on for a few days felt noticeably lighter. My heart was still shattered with no one to pick up the pieces.