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Dec 19, 2010 20:52

“I got it right?” She exclaimed. “You had to be a drummer because of your arms.” Karina placed her hand on Spencer’s arms, squeezing his muscle. “So muscular. Drummers are always my favorite. They never get any love.” She muttered all of this loudly all while stroking Spencer’s arm.

Karina could hear Spencer’s erratic breathing and she lifted up her eyes to see Spencer right above her. ‘If he kisses me, I will die.’ She thought, noticing Spencer’s hand’s sliding around her waist. Karina was the one who pressed their lips together, not patient for the man to take the lead. Her arms snaked around Spencer’s neck as his hold tightened around Karina’s waist. She felt his bulge through her short dress and rubbed against it. He slipped in his tongue into her mouth wrestling with her tongue all while his hands moved down and cupped her ass.  Karina moaned as he squeezed his cheeks and rotated his hips grinding on her.

“Fuck.” Spencer says as he pulled away. “Sorry if I went too far.”

Karina whined a little before bringing Spencer back to her lips. She dug her fingernails into Spencer’s shoulders but pulled away to pull him into the men’s bathroom. The restroom was empty when they entered and Karina locked the door. It didn’t take long for Spencer to attach himself to Karina’s lips again, his hands lifting her up from the floor, pinning her on the metallic door. She wrapped her legs around his waist and was too busy devouring his lips to notice that he moved them towards the sink counter until he placed her on it. With his hips bucking into her involuntarily, Spencer pulled away to control his breathing.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Spencer breathed, eyeballing the condom dispenser mounted on the wall next to them.

Karina hitched up her dress, pulling the fabric up and over her head and stroked Spencer through his jeans. “You said you wanted to have some fun, didn’t you?” She asked.

He tried to hold back his moan but failed miserably. He dug out a quarter from his back pocket, dropped it in the condom dispenser and hurriedly took the condom and ripped it open. All the while, Karina unbuckled Spencer’s belt and jeans, pulling both his pants and boxers around his knees. She curled his hand around Spencer’s erect dick, her hand stroking Spencer slowly, slowly building up tempo. Spencer moaned on contact, his hips moving forward wanting to feel more heat.

“Fuck.” Spencer moaned, resting his head on Karina’s shoulder.

His teeth dug into his bottom lip as she swiped her thumb over Spencer’s head, wiping away the pre-cum that was leaking out.

“I want you inside me.” She breathed into his ear, feeling her heat grow in between her legs.

Spencer slid out of her hand slowly and placed on condom. His hands slid their way up her hips, his fingers peeling off her underwear and dropping her panties near the dress on the floor. He grabbed hold of her thighs and slid her toward him, finally entering through her wet slit and penetrated her. They both moaned at the wonderful sensation and Karina cursed when Spencer pulled out of her.

“God,” She breathed when he plunged back into her. “Harder.” She whined.

Karina’s legs wrapped around Spencer’s waist so that his thrusts weren’t so far apart. Her fingers curled around Spencer’s chin once he found a pleasurable rhythm. She sloppily pressed their lips together, kissing him. Spencer didn’t stop his rhythm but his left hand left her hip and caressed her cheek as they kissed. Karina moaned in surprise when she felt Spencer’s right hand slide down her hip to the inside her thigh and felt his thumb rubbing her clit.

“Mmmmm…. Fuck!”

She exclaimed as she pulled away from Spencer’s lips, accidentally dragging her teeth on his bottom lip. He didn’t mind though, he loved it. He smiled seeing Karina arch her back at the movements of his thumb. He quickly removed his hand from her button and wiped away the droplets of sweat on his forehead. That action only took about two seconds so Spencer was kind of at a loss when he felt Karina’s fingers wrapped around his balls.

“Shit!”

Karina smiled and bucked her hips into him reminding him that he was still in her. Loud moans and grunts filled the bathroom, echoing off the tiles and filling in their ears. It was Karina who came first, muttering Spencer’s name over and over again. Spencer didn’t waste any time coming right after her. Spencer pulled out of her and helped her off of the sink counter, helping her on her temporarily wobbly legs. They got dressed and walked out of the mens bathroom with one of Spencer’s hand on her waist. The loud pounding music was a weird transition from the clear moans of the bathroom and they decided to leave the club.

“So,” Karina started wondering why she was shy all of a sudden. “Did you have fun on your last night here?” Spencer smiled down at her as before leaning down to kiss her.

“Of course.”

Karina smiled too. A high pitched beeping suddenly emitted from Spencer’s wristwatch, the bright red numbers ‘2:15’ flashing brightly

‘Fuck!” He cursed under his breath when he shut off his alarm. “I have to go back to the hotel.” Spencer frowned as he told her. “I really don’t want to leave you.”

Karina’s heart seemed to swell up at the words and she was wearing an idiotic grin before she could stop it.

“You are really sweet.” She told him.

Karina kissed him gently on the lips, a meaningful one, a kiss they haven’t done yet. They pulled away, Spencer sporting an idiotic grin of his own.

“Can I get your number?” He asked with his smile still intact.

They exchanged numbers and right after Spencer saved hers, his phone rang. He sighed when he looked at his phone and answered it.

“Sorry, it’s my band mate.” He excused himself but before he could greet his friend and lead singer, Karina started to walk towards the club.

“It’s alright. I have to meet my friends anyway. I’ll call you later and tell Brendon I said ‘hi’ for me.”

Spencer nodded and said his goodbyes before he returned to his phone. It took one second to register that he never told her what band he was in or that Brendon was on the phone. He looked back at her with wide blue eyes and Karina smiled at him before blowing him a kiss. She slipped inside into the club again and found Julie sitting on the couch. Karina plopped down right next to her.

“Oh! Well hi there Miss. My feet hurt.” Julie exclaimed when she saw her friend. “Did your feet hurt when you were in the bathroom with that guy or did he lift you off them?”

Karina didn’t answer her but gave her a really wide grin. Julie took that as her answer.

“Wow, you are so freaky.”

Karina shrugged at her friend. “I had my reasons. Can you lend me your phone? I need to tweet someone.”

spencer smith, nc-17, fiction

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