Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(79)



“Fuck, I’m so f*cking close.” His voice sounds strained. I can feel his orgasm building as well as my own and it doesn’t takes us long to both fall over the edge and come hard. I slowly ride out my orgasm and the relentless waves of pleasure are incredible and I embrace each and every one of them.

Spencer slowly pulls out of me and sits up suddenly; he wraps his arms around me before kissing me deeply. He slowly turns us around and lays me down so he’s resting half on top of me.

We lie like that for a long time, just content to be in each other’s embrace and relishing in being together again after the two day separation.

After a while we both chuckle as our stomachs grumble loudly.

“Food?” He smiles.

“Yes, I’ll go clean up quickly.” I kiss him softly and waddle to the bathroom. I clean up and when I get back into the bedroom, I put his shirt and my panties back. I can hear that Spencer is already downstairs by the time I return and I can smell the aroma of the food again. I join him in the kitchen and we eat dinner in front of the TV with Bernard is sleeping in his usual spot.

Later that night, we climbed into bed and spent the first night in our home in each other’s arms. I don’t think I’ve ever slept that well in my life. It was the most restful night’s sleep I’ve ever had. The thought of falling asleep and waking up in Spencer’s arms as a couple is truly perfect.





EPILOGUE



A Few Weeks Later

These past few weeks have been insane.

Spencer absolutely loves the fact that I moved in without telling him. He keeps saying how it proved to him that I loved and really wanted to be with him. I knew when I did it that he’d love it. The decision came at the perfect time since Alicia needed a place to stay. Luckily my landlord was really understanding and easily switched the name on the lease, letting Alicia move in straight away. We explain what happened with her ex and he fully understood, he even asked for a picture of her ex and his details so he could warn the guards not to let him in.

Although things have been amazing, Spencer still drives me insane.

Sometimes in a good way.

Sometimes in a bad way.

Unlike before we got together, we never go to bed mad. The longest time we’ve been mad at each other was for a couple of hours, we yelled at each other, I slapped him, he pinned me against the wall and then we had sex. Raw, passionate, animalistic sex. By the end of it, we couldn’t remember why we were mad in the first place. Sex always solves things for us. Our fights aren’t as intense as before, or about the same thing. Now it’s mainly about us not spending enough time with each other because work is crazy for me and his classes are taking up more of his time than he wishes. I keep telling him it'll be worth it in the end, but he often fails to realize that I’m right.

Today is a special day, it’s Monday and Christmas is in three weeks. I couldn’t be more excited. The reason why today is special has nothing to do with the fact that it’s Monday, but I because I have a surprise for Spencer. Something he never thought I’d do, even though we’ve been talking about it for years.

I’m lying on a table with Ellie, Spencer’s tattoo artist, sitting on a stool next to me.

“Should I do it?” She grins mischievously.

“Yes, please. He’s going to shit his pants when he sees.” I snicker.

“Let’s hope not, that’d be messy and just disgusting.”

“Ugh, thanks for the mental image.” I frown.

“You’re the one who said it.” She laughs and takes out her phone to dial Spencer’s number.

“Damnit.” I mutter and grin.

“Hey Spence, how are you?... Yeah, I’m good… Could you come to the shop? I kinda need to talk to you. It’s important… No, I’m okay, I just really need to talk to you… Okay, thanks, see you in a bit.” She smiles and hangs up. “He doesn’t suspect a thing, I can’t wait to see his face.

“Same! I’m so excited but scared shitless at the same time.”

“It’ll be painful, but don’t worry, I’m usually rather gentle.” She reassures me.

“Usually? That’s reassuring…not.” I chuckle nervously.

“It’s going to be okay, don’t worry.” She winks and starts prepping her space.

A few minutes later, we hear the front door open and Spencer’s sensual voice greeting the receptionist. His footsteps get louder as he comes closer and a second later he pokes his head through the door. The shocked look on his face when he sees me with my top off on the table is priceless.

“What’s going on? Are we having a threesome?” He grins excitedly.

“Of course you’d think that.” I chuckle and shake my head at him.

“Well you have your top o-oh my god.” He interrupts himself and his jaw drops wide open as he sees the stencil of the half butterfly on my ribs, the angelic half to his demonic butterfly.

“Oh bloody hell, I’ve actually managed to render him speechless! I’ve been trying to do that for years!” Ellie exclaims and we high five and laugh.

“Yes, you have,” he says to Ellie, “I never thought you’d do it,” he tells me before leaning over the bed and kissing me deeply.

“I figured I’d surprise you.” I smile at him and kiss him back. “It’s not done yet so…”

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