| Recap: THREE YEARS AGO |
"Spence, my voice hurts!!" you laugh after having sung for over two hours. You were really getting tipsy by now too. Spencer never drank, but even he was a little bit tipsy.
"Are you forfeiting?" he smirks at you.
"Never," you glare back playfully.
"Last round?"
"Of course!" you laugh, clearing your throat and taking a big sip of water.
"We'll close this out with what we began with..." Spencer eyes you as he starts to play "If We Were A Movie" again.
"Oh I'm gonna beat you a second time, aren't I?" you nudge him with a smirk.
The two of you start to dance around each other, warming up for the opening. You let him start off, switching the roles from the first time. How you two did it so in sync, you'd never know...
"If we were a movie," Spencer sings.
"You'd be the right guy..." you echo back.
"And I'd be the best friend," his voice begins to weaken a little bit as he stares at you rather intensely.
The last verse of the song goes a little differently than it was written.
"If we were a movie," Spencer sings again.
"You'd be the right guy..."
"And I'd be the best friend," he sings in almost a whisper.
"That I'd fall in love with..." you trail off, looking at him.
The meaning of the words hit you strong in that moment, and before you know it, Spencer's lips are crushed against yours - and you're not resisting the touch, either. In fact, you're kissing him back just as roughly.
{cue Crazy In Love by Beyonce}
You find yourself pulling at his shirt, ripping the buttons off in a sudden mad desire. Your lips never leave his as he pushes you back towards his bedroom. No part of you makes an effort to stop what's happening, because pretty much all of you wants what's about to go down.
For someone who had never had sex, Spencer was awfully good at the build up to it. He touches all up your body, his hands lingering at your inner thigh. Your knees weaken suddenly from how much you want him, and you can tell very easily that he wants you just as badly.
Your hand instinctively moves down to his pants to rip his belt off and let them fall to the floor. His arms wrap around your waist as he lifts you up and throws you back onto the bed. Electricity is buzzing between you two as you rip at each others clothes like animals. You can tell that what's about to happen is going to be very good, and very rough.
In what seems like the blink of an eye, you're lying naked underneath Spencer with him positioned between your legs. Neither of you have said a word since you sang, and there's no need to say anything at all. You almost don't want to admit the feelings coursing through your veins, because that meant you had a major problem on your hands...
But all that worry is completely wiped away when Spencer pushes inside you and begins to move. His lips trail down your chest and back up to underneath your jaw. His lips are soft against your skin, and his kisses are far more sensual than any other kiss you've ever had.
Your fists begin to clench the sheets tightly as your breath catches in your throat from the sheer pleasure of his touch. He moves in and out, and though it's rough, you can feel his love for you in every move. You begin to realize how badly he wants this, and a part of you caves in and lets out the side of you that wants it that badly, too.
You embrace him against your body, feeling the sweat from both of you begin to blend together. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, quickly moving his lips back up to yours and closing the space between them. You open your mouth and let his tongue explore every inch as the rest of him explores all other parts of you.
The bed slams against the wall, which somehow turns you on even more. His intense thrusts begin to build your climax quicker and quicker, and by the time you're about to go over the edge, so is he. You're both drenched in sweat, your hands all over one another. Between your legs feels raw as he makes one last thrust, letting himself loose inside you. His breathing is ragged in your ear as he catches his breath and rolls off you. You can still feel his lips against your skin, you can feel him rocking inside you...
Oh my god, what had you just done?
- - - - - - -
The next morning, your eyes snap open. For a moment you stare at the ceiling, wondering where you are. Spencer's bed?
You blink, and suddenly the night flashes in front of your eyes. The dull throbbing between your legs reminds you it was completely true. When you look down, you see you're not wearing any clothes. And when you turn to look beside you, you see Spencer - completely naked - sound asleep.
A sinking feeling crosses through you, and you feel sick.
What did I just do? You weren't even that drunk, either. That's what scared you the most.
"Oh my god," you squeak.
Spencer's eyes flutter, and when he opens them a small smile crosses his face. "Hi."
"We really...we really..." you choke out, looking down at yourself.
|SPENCER|
"If I remember correctly, we had some serious sex last night," I chuckle. "Um..."
"Spencer, we can't ever talk about this, I - " she clears her throat. "That shouldn't have happened."
A twinge of pain crosses through me. "It sure seemed like it happened mutually."
"I - I was drunk, Spencer, I don't - I don't - I'm with Justin," Y/N says, shaking her head with tears in her eyes. "I have to go. Now."
She gets up in a tumbling mess, stumbling over the sheet wrapped around her as she grabs her clothes and runs to the bathroom. I get the quickest glance at her bare backside.
I'd just slept with my best friend - lost my virginity to her, for that matter - and now she was running out.
I think I messed up.
| to be continued |
