A Little Bit of Everything and Everyone

All of You (Spencer Sutherland)

"I'm home!!" Spencer calls as he walks through the door.

"Great I missed you!!!" I yell from the couch. He leans over and pecks my cheek before taking a seat next to me.

"Isa, I was gone for two hours, not two years," he says with a smile.

"I know, but still." I turn my head toward his and press our lips together.

"Oh I see," he says as he pulls away, an evil grin on his face. He pulls me so my knees are pressed into the couch on either side of him and kisses me again. His hands roam my body as our mouths and tongues mix.

"C'mon," I say, standing and pulling Spencer to his feet.

"Where are we going?" he asks.

"Where do you think?" I tell him, grinning. I pull him into our room and pull him down by his shirt to kiss him again. He pulls away and traces my lips with his thumb.

"What are you doing?" I ask him.

"Just admiring you," he says. I smile.

"You're perfect, Isabel," he tells me. I blush.

"I love every part of you baby. I love your hair, but more so when it's down," he says as he pulls the hair tie out and my brown hair falls down around my shoulders.

"I love your eyes," he says as his brown one bore into my hazel ones.

"I love your nose and how it wrinkles when you get mad," he says, touching my nose. I smile.

"I love your lips. How they look when you smile and how they feel when we kiss." Spencer bends down and presses our mouths together gently.

"I love your neck and how you always get goosebumps when I kiss you there," he says. Spencer pushes my hair aside and his lips find the smooth skin on my neck. Goosebumps pop up and I feel him laugh.

"I love your shoulders and kissing those," he says as he pushes my shirt aside and I feel his lips.

"I love your front," Spencer says as his hands roam up my shirt and cup my bare chest.

"And I love feeling your back pressed against me," he says as he pulls me as close to him as he can.

"I love grabbing your hips," he breathes in my ear. His fingers clutch my hips.

"I love your legs and when they wrap around me," he says as he lifts me up and my legs wrap around him.

"I love your arms and how they make me feel when you hold me close." Spencer starts moving toward the bed, still carrying me.

"I love your hands and when you run your fingers through my hair," he says. He gently sets me down on the bed.

"I love all of you Isa. So much," he says as he hovers over me.

"Will you just kiss me already?" I ask. Spencer laughs and leans down so our lips meet. I tangle my fingers in his hair as our tongues explore each other's mouth. I tug at his shirt until he pulls it off and then my hands roam his bare torso. His lips move from my mouth to my neck and I arch my back in pleasure. He pulls off my t-shirt and kisses along my chest. I wind my fingers in his hair as his mouth moves lower. He kisses around my belly button...above my panty line....down one thigh and up the other....on top of my underwear. I groan. Spencer slowly pulls my panties down and off.

"Beautiful," he whispers as he looks at all of me. Then his mouth is back on me, between my legs. My back arches as I feel Spencer's breath on me. I feel his tongue start to work its way back up my body and then his lips are back on mine. He flips us so he's on his back and my fingers find his belt buckle. I slide his jeans down and he kicks them off before he grabs my hand and puts it on him, on top of his boxers. He groans and I kiss his neck, leaving marks so everyone knows he's mine. Spencer sits up and grins evilly as he flips me back over, I laugh. He kicks off his boxers and kisses me deeply. I smile into the kiss. Spencer pulls the sheet up and over us and I giggle.

Being with Spencer is wonderful and blissful and amazing. He's gentle and loving and peppers me with kisses. He rocks into me as he kisses me and leaves marks of his own on my neck.

When we've finished, he pulls me close. I lay my head on his chest and he traces patterns on my back.

"I love you," I tell him.

"I love you more," he says as he kisses my forehead.

"But David and Keaton and Madison and Paige are on their way over so we have to get up," he tells me.

"What? Why? Didn't you just see them?" I ask him as I stand up and walk to the closet. I feel Spencer's eyes on me.

"Stop staring. Why are they coming over?" I ask as I grab sweats and a tank top.

"They wanted to hang out. Just be happy I didn't tell them to come earlier Isa, we couldn't have had as much fun as we did if they were here." Spencer stands and walks over to me, hugging me from behind and kissing my neck again.

"Yeah, yeah, but why is Madison coming over?? She doesn't like me," I ask.

"Sure she does, who wouldn't like you?" Spencer says smiling. I roll my eyes.

"Get dressed goofus, I'm going to find food." I say as I pull my tank over my head.

"You're not gonna help me?" Spencer whines. I cock an eyebrow at him.

"I only help with the undressing part," I say. I wink and walk out of the room. There's a knock on the door a few moments later and I open it to find Keaton, David, and the girls.

"Hey!" I say as I let them in. Keaton hugs me, David high fives me, Paige smiles at me and Madison ignores me.

"Where's Spence?" Keaton asks.

"Bedroom, he should be out in a minute," I say.

"Who should be where and when?" Spencer says as he walks into the living room, pulling a shirt over his head. Our guests catch a glimpse of the marks I left on him and David raises his eyebrows at me.

"I see you got busy before we got here," he says. Spencer slings an arm around my shoulder. I blush.

"Do you have matching ones Isa?" David asks looking at me. Spencer pulls my tank aside and David's eyes widen.

"Damn you guys definitely got busy," he says. Keaton flicks him. Spencer laughs and kisses the side of my head. I don't even care that my boyfriend's friends are idiots and the girls don't like me. I love him.