Mr Spencer (Mr. 2) - Page 97
“Do you want to do this?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“This is only your second time?”
My eyes search his. I want to say first, but I don’t want to scare him away, so I nod again.
Spencer smiles and leans down to kiss me. Its tender, lingering, and gentle, and in that moment, I know he’s going to look after me.
“You do know that I’m going to find who was your first and kill that fucker, right?”
I smile goofily.
“You have no idea how badly I’ve been beating myself up about this,” he says as he turns and pulls me into the room. “It keeps me awake at night.”
“It does?”
“God, yes.” He tuts and turns me towards him, his face softening when our eyes meet. “Let’s just pretend this is your first time, yeah?” he whispers. “For my sake.”
I frown. “Why would you want to pretend that this is my first time?”
“To make me feel better about what I missed out on. Biggest fucking regret of my life.”
My heart swells, and some of my confidence returns. “Spencer—”
“Spence,” he corrects me with a soft kiss.
“Are you going to take this anemone off me, or am I going to die in it?”
He chuckles. “God, yes, this dress is going in the bin.”
“This is a Dolce & Gabbana. I don’t think it’s garbage worthy.”
He grabs me and kisses me roughly, walking me backwards. “Dolce can Gabbana off.”
He turns me away from him, and I close my eyes as the zipper in the back of my dress slowly begins to slide down. It’s laced up with gold ribbon toward my lower back, and I can feel Spencer begin to unlace it. He slowly slides one shoulder off, and then the other, eventually peeling it down over my hips. He stays focused on his task, and all I can do is watch his face through the mirror in front of me.
What’s he thinking?
I’m so nervous, I think I may throw up.
“Lie to me,” I blurt out.
His eyes come up to mine in surprise. “What?”
“Tell me something about yourself to take my mind off this.”
Tenderness crosses his face. “Angel, ….how beautiful you are.”
I frown as I try desperately try to control the oncoming heart attack.
He falls into his requested role play with ease. “Did you know I was in the Guinness Book of Records?”
“You were?” I frown, unsure if he is lying or serious.
“Yes, for having the smallest dick in the world.”
I burst out laughing and look over my shoulder at him.
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