Normal People - Strange Encounters Book Two

Chapter 49

They'd arrived at Gladys' around 7, but it had felt much later thanks to the long trip up. After exchanging greetings, they went and dropped things off in their cabin before having dinner with Gladys and Simon in the main house. Gladys shoo'd them off to bed shortly after, which neither Amelia nor Spencer fought her on.

Amelia slowly came out of a deep sleep the following morning. Without opening her eyes she registered her surroundings. She could hear the waves crashing against the cliffs outside the cabin and the dull crackle of the dying fire. She felt Spencer's back against her chest, realizing her arms were draped around him. She stretched slowly as to not wake him up, glad Gladys had surprised her and upgraded some of the furniture in the cabin which included a queen size bed.

As she snuck out of bed she went and brushed her teeth and pulled her hair up before making her way into the kitchen. She quickly started a fire before brewing a pot of coffee, and then planted herself in the window seat facing the ocean, opening the window to let the freezing air whip her hair around and freshen up the cabin. She leaned her forehead on the glass, listening to the sounds of the waves and the crackling fire, perfectly content. 

"Morning, beautiful," Spencer mumbled, his toothbrush halfway in his mouth as he leaned on the doorframe. 

"Good morning baby." She got up and made his cup of coffee, sitting back down before he came out again.

"Why thank you very much." He sipped from the mug as he sat down next her on the plush window seat. "What a view."

"I didn't realize how much I missed this place," Amelia whispered. Last night she'd tossed and turned, the memories of the last time she had been here plaguing her. But when she woke up this morning and saw the cabin and the coast and everything she loved about Maine, she had felt instantly better. While the few months she had spent here had been challenging, and terrifying, they were some of the most rewarding she'd lived through and she was grateful for her time here. 

Spencer brushed a stray curl behind her ear, scanning her face. He'd noticed she didn't sleep well the night before, sensing her constantly shuffling in bed, and had been worried about her. He knew the trauma that this place held for her had been hard for her to overcome but seeing her now, he got the sense that she really had processed it and was able to move forward. 

"I bet Gladys can't wait to spend time with you."

"Oh, I'm sure," she laughed, setting her mug on the floor. "But, this is still our vacation y'know." She wiggled her eyebrows at him as she slowly crawled toward him on the bench. 

Spencer gave her a smug smile, quickly discarding his mug on the floor before reaching for her and pulling her on top of him. He pressed his lips to hers, feeling her smile behind the kiss. He tugged the hem of her sweatshirt, pulling it over her head, as she shoved his sweatpants off. She swiftly straddled his boxer clad lap and sat up. Spencer gazed at her, the soft sunlight kissing her bare skin, wondering once again how he got so lucky. She noticed the look on his face and leaned forward, kissing him fiercely. She gently pressed her hips into his lap, the pressure driving him crazy. Amelia could feel the effect she was having on him, his erection growing more noticeable by the second. She ground her hips against his crotch as she caught his lower lip between her teeth, tugging gently as he moaned.

"Lee.." He pleaded. She grinned up at him as she lowered herself to his lap, biting his boxers between her teeth and tugging them down until his cock sprung free. She wrapped her hand around it's width, gently flicking her tongue around the tip. She looked up at him and watched as he bit his lip, squeezing his eyes shut. As she took his length in her mouth his head fell backwards, lips parted as he panted. She felt his hands undo her ponytail and wind their way through her curls, gently applying pressure as her head bobbed up and down. He grew more aggressive, Amelia felt the tip hit the back of her throat and make her eyes water. She picked up the speed, wrapping her hand around the base of his cock and moving it in time with her mouth. Spencer groaned and quickly pulled her hair, causing her head to pull away.