Spencer X Reader (part 2)

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You were sitting on the couch and calling everyone you thought he would possibly be with. In the middle of a phone call, he walks in.

You jolt up and run over to him.

"Where the fuck have you been?" you push him into the door, it didn't really affect him.

"I was just out."

"Out where?"

"Out getting breakfast."

"Why the fuck haven't you been answering your phone," you were so rushed by seeing him, you didn't see the bag of food in his hand.

"Because I forgot to charge it," he pulls out his phone and tries to turn it on.

You start to calm down, "you never told me why you took so long last night."

"It took forever to get the plan b and by the time I got to the counter, the sign said they don't accept card so I had to go to the ATM."

"They don't have an ATM at the store?"

"You've been there, y/n."

"Whatever," you still didn't trust what he was saying but you feel like he might be telling the truth. You calm down and walk up the stairs.

Spencer goes somewhere else, presumably to put the food in the kitchen.

You realize you forgot to take the plan b and get it from your dresser. You go downstairs and in the kitchen.

You get a glass and put water in it.

You take the plan b and sit down at island. Spencer is sitting there with a cup of coffee.

"Am I boring you?" you look over at Spencer.

"What?" he looks at you, confused.

"Are you tired of me?"

"No, of course not."

You get up from the island, "if you dont want to be with me anymore, just say so."

You walk out of the kitchen and upstairs into the bedroom. You sit on the bed, you just accused him of cheating with absolutely no evidence of him actually doing so.

Why can't you trust him? His stories are valid.

You flop onto the bed and stare at the ceiling.

Spencer appears in the doorway, "do you need me to show you that I'm not bored with you anymore?"

"Maybe."

Spencer turns around, closes and locks the door.

He goes over to you and unbuckles his belt. He pulls off his shirt and throws it to the side. He leans down to you and pull off your shirt and undoes your bra. He pulls it off then pulls off your shorts.

He pulls down his pants and boxers, then puts himself inside of you.

He leans down and puts his forearms under your arms. He goes slowly and stares into your eyes.

His breathing is a mix of groans and being out of breath. He wraps his hands around your upper arms and pushes himself in and out of you.

This is far more passionate than anything you've done with him lately.

He keeps going at a medium speed.

He keeps his attention onto you and stares into your eyes the entire time. You're heart is racing, it feels so good.

It's not just the sex that makes you feel good.

You both are sweating, his hair is wet from the sweat. You put your arms on his back and grip onto it.