Page 46 of You Found Me (The Meadow Springs #1)

I nod. “You planned the most perfect date and chose to sit through a girly movie. So yeah, I want this here. Now.” I remove my cardigan and shirt, leaving me in a bralette and my leggings, “Besides, this area doesn’t get a lot of traffic unless they’re open.”

“If you’re sure, then absolutely yes,” Spencer says as he takes off his own shirt and proceeds to help with my leggings.

Once we’re both naked, I sit back on his lap and kiss him while I stroke his length—causing pre-cum to leak. Time is moving slowly, the hum of the night around us fades, as he rubs tight circles on my clit, causing me to beg. “Spencer, please just do me already. I can’t take anymore teasing.”

He chuckles as he reaches to grab something out of his pants and when I see what it is, it causes me to laugh. “You were so confident that our date would go well that you brought condoms?”

“No. Just extremely hopeful.”

I lean in to kiss him while I open the condom and roll it on. I start to line him up at my center, but he stops me.

“Do you not want this?”

“Emmy, I could come from just looking at your pouty face right now,” he chuckles. “I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m kind of well endowed. And the last time I put my fingers in you, it was a tight fit. I only want to make sure you’re wet enough for me so I don’t hurt you. ”

I want to make a smart remark on his dick size, cause it’s hard not to notice, however, I’m fighting the emotions that are coming from knowing he doesn’t want to hurt me.

I place my hand on his cheek. “I can’t explain to you how much that means to me. But you’ve got less than a minute to make sure I’m good to go.”

Spencer gives a dark chuckle that sends tingles down my spine. “I’ll take however long I want to have my way with you.”

I want to give him a snarky eye roll, but I have no control over the way my eyes suddenly roll back from the feel of his finger deep inside me. “Oh god, Spence.”

“You’re soaked, Shortstack. Maybe I didn’t need to do this. Not that I’m going to stop—I can’t pass up feeling your tight pussy squeeze my fingers.”

I grind against his hand, unabashedly chasing an orgasm. I have never wanted someone more than I want him in this moment. And maybe I should want to take this slower, but I can’t. I need to have him— need to feel him inside me.

When he adds another finger, I get antsy for the fullness I crave. “Daredevil, you have ten more seconds before I slap your hand away and take matters into my own—so to speak.”

I can feel his chest shake below me as he chuckles, he removes his hand and leans back against the pillows holding onto my hips. “Take what you want, Emmy. Whatever you need.”

I start sinking slowly onto him.

It hurts and feels so fucking good.

He’s quite a bit bigger than Chance. And while I knew that already, it’s taking longer for me to adjust. When he’s fully seated inside of me, it’s almost too much.

I start rolling my hips, trying to find the right rhythm for the both of us and when he moans, I take that as a sign that I’ve found it.

I’m not big on eye contact during intimate moments, but I recall the night in front of the mirror and remember how sexy he looked watching us. This time is no different. He’s watching our point of attachment while biting his lip and I actually feel myself spasm hard around him.

Spencer groans, his grip tightening on my hips when suddenly I’m tossed off his lap and onto my back. “Hey! I was so close.”

He chuckles. “Buttercup, me too. And that’s why I switched positions. I want to take my time with you—I’m no minuteman.”

“Well, you did bring multiple condoms. Be a minuteman and then take your time again later.”

“No can do. Just lay back and let me worship you with my tongue. You know how much you like that.”

I can’t even argue because he’s right, I really, really, like his tongue.

Spencer starts kissing down my stomach until he reaches the apex of my thighs. He doesn’t tease me and instead dives in, licking and sucking on my clit. He also remembered that I need the fullness along with the stimulation and adds two fingers.

I feel myself getting closer and so much louder—his groans mixed in. He bites my inner thigh and I’m a goner, moaning his name as I come. Before I have time to catch my breath, he’s thrusting inside of me. The once fading orgasm building back up. “God, Spence. It’s too much like this.”

Spencer leans down, kissing my forehead. “You can take it, Emmy. Be my good girl and let it happen.”

I moan. Long and loud.

He doesn’t stop, whispering how good I am and how good I feel.

I’m right there when I hear a pop followed by a hiss. We start sinking and I realize the air mattress popped. Spencer slows, trying to raise up, but I grip the back of his neck and his ass. “Don’t you dare stop. Not when I’m right there.”

He shakes his head with a smile. “I only wanted to make sure you stayed comfortable. My bad.”

Spencer hooks an arm under my thigh as he pumps into me harder and before long, I’m falling into pure bliss.

Having an orgasm with only penetrative sex isn’t something I’d ever thought I’d be able to do, yet here I am, riding an intense wave.

At the moan of his name, Spencer’s moves stutter and when he stills, I know he’s found release.

He slowly pulls out, gets rid of the condom, then pulls me into his chest before kissing my head. “Thank you, Emmy. That was more than I could’ve ever hoped for. ”

Rather than give into my swirling emotions, I shrug. “It was alright. I’m sure it’ll get better with some practice.”

When he doesn’t say anything, I look up and notice his stare. I’m no longer able to hold in my laugh. “Oh, god. I wish you could see your face right now. Priceless.”

I sit up, looking around, causing him to ask, “What are you doing, Shortstack?”

“Looking for my phone to commemorate this moment.”

“You are the worst,” Spencer says as he pulls me back, tickling my side.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry. I’ll never benefit from your pain again. Even if it was really funny,” I mumble the last part.

He flicks my nose. “You’re lucky you’re so cute. But seriously, are you okay with this—what we just did?”

Smiling, I nod. “I’m more than okay. If I think too much about it, I’ll get emotional, and I’d rather not cry after every time we’re together intimately.

I’d hate for that to bruise your ego. Thank you for tonight.

Not just the sex, but all of it. This has been the best second first date I’ve ever been on. ”

Before he’s able to respond, my attention is brought back to the screen when I hear the opening, off-key notes of Since U Been Gone.

“Are you serious?” I ask him, excitement pouring out of me. “You already sat through one movie that was so far from your usual. We don’t have to watch this one.”

“Yeah, the other movie wasn’t something I’d have watched on my own, but I really did like it. I can’t write this one off yet either.”

“So . . . you wouldn’t mind if I sang?”

He chuckles. “Not at all. The truck bed is your stage.”

At that, I jump up to sing and dance.

It’s something I do throughout the movie and not once does he ask me to stop. I mean that could be because other than throwing on his sweater, I’m naked. And he’s been very upfront about the effect my ass has on him. However, he’s sitting against the back window with a smile on his face .

I never thought I’d be able to feel like this with someone else after everything that happened. Spencer makes me feel so comfortable and free.

And for once I’m excited to see where all of this will go.