Author's Note- Again, MAJOR SMUT! EGREGIOUSLY HORNY! AVOID THIS ENTIRE FIC IF YOU DO NOT WANT MATURE THEMES AND NSFW SCENES!
You know I can't resist you, girl,
I'll fly you all around the world,
I wanna see your body drip,
C'mon let me take a sip,
Take off what you cherish most,
Cause when I brag, I like to brag and boast,
Let me lick you up and down,
Till you say stop,
Let me play with your body baby,
Make you real hot,
Let me do all the things you want me to do,
Cause tonight baby, I wanna get freaky with you- Freak Me, Silk
Both POV's
As Spencer straddled her waist, his knees on either side of her, Trina looked up at him, her abdominal muscles quivering under his warm, large hands as fingers stroked over her bare skin. A tiny, dissenting voice far in the back of her lust-addled mind was telling her how she and Spencer had reached the point of no return, but Trina was past listening. All she wanted, all she needed, was Spencer's hands on her body, his lips on hers, and maybe…just maybe, whatever came next.
What came next was Spencer pulling her bra off, throwing it somewhere over his shoulder. Trina let out a soft moan as the air-conditioned air that filled the hotel room hit her flushed skin, pebbling her nipples. She gasped as Spencer's erection twitched against her inner thigh, watching him as he eyed at the small pert mounds he had just freed with equal parts lust and reverence on his face.
"Oh, my God," he murmured, his gaze so intense that Trina had to look away, her cheeks flooding with heat. His fingers stroked the underside of her breasts, and the gentle touch made arousal flare through her body, setting fire to all her nerve endings, culminating in a needy ache between her legs. Still staring at her body like she was the most magnificent thing he had ever seen, Spencer whispered, "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"
Trina managed to smirk up at him, and started to say, "Flattery will get-," when Spencer, an answering smirk of his own turning up his pretty lips, grazed the dry pads of his thumbs over her bare nipples, and as a shudder of pleasure thrummed through her body, Trina tossed her head back against the pillow, moaning out, "… oh, Spencer!"
"You were saying, musa mea?" Spencer asked, his slightly breathless but cheeky tone matching the cheeky smile on his face as Trina trembled under his touch. Her eyelashes fluttered as he pinched her sensitive buds between his thumb and index fingers, and she moaned his name again, licking her lips at the unshielded passion on his face. "How does that feel, Trina?"
Her eyes half closed; she arched up into his touch, wanting more skin-on-skin contact. The light touches as his fingers alternated circling her nipples, then pinching them lightly, weren't nearly enough. She needed more. "Unh... feels so good."
Threading her fingers through Spencer's hair, Trina pulled him down into a kiss, possessively catching his lips with hers. He let out a grunt of surprise which turned into a sexy moan as her tongue slid against his desperately, one of her legs hooking around his waist, pushing his body flush against hers. The hard ridges of his stomach pressed against her, the bulge in his swim shorts brushing over her clothed center. Suddenly, she wanted to be naked against him, needing him to touch and kiss her all over and make her feel that elusive pleasure that she knew was coming, the type that would start between her legs and spread through her entire body. Nobody had ever made her feel so wanton, so filled with desire and anticipation, and she knew that, in this moment, she could deny Spencer nothing.
Spencer slow stroked his tongue into Trina's mouth as he circled her nipples excruciatingly unhurriedly, swallowing her whimpers of pleasure. She arched her back, seeking more of his touch, and, breaking the kiss, he raised himself up by his elbows to watch her, memorizing the look on her face. Eyes heavy-lidded, lips parted as a moan fell from her kiss swollen lips, nipples erect and straining to be touched, to be sucked into his mouth. She was stunning, and he almost pinched himself, thinking for one second that he had wandered into his greatest daydream, a fantasy, and he was only having a wet dream about touching, kissing, being with Trina. But no, she was real, her body warm and soft beneath him, and he wanted to be inside her, making slow, sweet love to her, with all his heart. His heart pounded as the image of their bodies entangled filled his vision.
Sitting back up, he pulled Trina into his lap again, resting her core firmly on his erection and smiling at the small gasp she made as she fit against him. The chafing was incredible as she ground down on his rock-hard shaft, and he knew if she continued to grind against him, he wouldn't last much longer. Sliding his hands onto her hips, he held her in place, stilling her movements. She gazed sultrily at him, tongue coming out to lick her lips, and he couldn't resist stealing another kiss, hot, open mouthed and dirty, all gliding tongues and biting lips.
"I wanna taste you so bad, Trina… you have no idea," Spencer murmured, as his eyes wandered over Trina's naked top half, drinking her in. He lifted a hand to cup one of her breasts, flicking his thumb over her nipple again and again…and again as the most delectable sounds fell from her lips at the slight touch.
Nodding, her eyes locked on his, Trina's breath was ragged as she said, "Yes, Spencer, oh, please…"
"Can I?" he asked, his breath gusting over Trina's lips in a way that made her quiver against him.
Unable to trust herself to speak as Spencer's eyes burned into hers, Trina nodded again, holding her breath as she watched him intently. He shifted again, gripping her hips, and tilting her slightly back against the headboard. Leaning in, his lips tracked a path down her neck, sucking, licking, nibbling along her clavicle as his head dipped lower, almost like he was marking her skin with his kisses, claiming her as his. And she wanted to be his, God help her, she wanted to be Spencer's, and Spencer's alone.
Unexpectedly, his hot breath was misting over Trina's nipple, and she was tingling all over, the anticipation almost too much to bear. He glanced up at her, his eyes darkening with passion, quirking his eyebrows up at her questioningly, asking for her consent without words. Sucking in a bracing breath, Trina managed to nod, and his wicked smile made her stomach do a barrel roll.
As his hot tongue circled her stiff nipple, Trina gasped at the sensation, light as a feather but just what she needed to heighten her pleasure. She couldn't stop herself from writhing against him, and as he covered the quivering peak of her nipple with his soft lips sucking the nub gently yet insistently, Trina let out a choked moan, arching into him, pressing against his hard-on. Her hand fumbled between them, and found his stiff length, wrapping her fingers around him. Spencer let out a groan as her small hand stroked up and down his shaft, the whisper of the cloth of his swim shorts and their breathing the only sounds in the hotel room.
"Oh, my God, Trina, don't stop," Spencer murmured desperately, mouthing over the smooth skin of her breast as he spoke. He pumped his hips against hers, licking his way across her chest to pay attention to her other breast. She tasted like cocoa butter and cinnamon, the taste evaporating on his tongue and making his thoughts hazy. He couldn't get enough of her. Drawing the stiff peak into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around her nipple, and then he was leaning her even further back as his semi-rough tongue licked over her perky breast, forcing a strangled cry from her throat. "You taste so good, musa mea. So…delicious."
Trina squirmed as he blew onto her nipple, whimpering with pleasure as the hot, liquidly feeling of stimulation in her belly intensified. They were moving together, their bodies grinding against each other in a sensual rhythm, sensing each other's arousal. Sexual heat ran through her body and her center throbbed as he licked around the stiff nub. Spencer rocked himself against Trina's palm, letting out a soft moan as she stroked. He was so hard in her hand, and she couldn't help rubbing herself against his arousal, feeling the delicious friction through the fabric of their clothes. She wanted to pull her shorts down, knowing that it would feel even better if there was less clothing between them, or no clothes at all, just his girth sliding into her wet heat. The thought, the carnal hunger that rushed through her, shocking her with its intensity made her moan, her hips rearing against him.
Spencer's hands trailed down to Trina's legs, seeking out the soft skin of her thighs. He slid his fingers under the cuffs of her loose shorts, and as his fingers flirted with the elastic of her panties, marvelling at how soaked she was for him, Trina moaned, sliding forward to move his hand closer to her core. His fingers stilled at once, and he lifted his lips from her glistening wet nipple and said, "Patience, musa mea. Patience," as chidingly as he could, which didn't amount to much. His every sense was consumed by Trina, her taste, the scent of her, how soft her inner thighs felt under his fingers, the sound of her breath in his ears, and the way she was gazing into his eyes, almost pleading for him to touch her.
He leaned in for a kiss, sucking on her bottom lip as she licked into his mouth, taking over the kiss. His fingers started stroking again, and he smiled into the kiss as she shuddered as he brushed a thumb against the center of her panties. She bucked against the pads of his fingers almost violently.
"Please, Spencer," she moaned, pulling back from the kiss, rotating her hips, trying to push herself closer to his wandering fingers. "Touch me, please?"
He could deny her nothing, but the thought didn't scare him, the idea that he would do anything that Trina asked of him, because his heart belonged unequivocally to her. Fumbling with the buttons at the top of her denim shorts, Spencer managed to undo them and slid her shorts down her legs.
He inhaled sharply as his eyes roved over her body, her perfect breasts capped with tight, dark nipples, the slight outline of her ribs, the dip of her bellybutton and the pink panties she was wearing, contrasting beautifully with her smooth brown skin. For a few seconds, he forgot to breathe, drinking in every detail of Trina's supple, sexy body, his hands sliding up her almost naked body to cup her breasts, pinching both nipples between his thumb and forefinger until she cried out his name. Lowering himself over her, he kissed her again, the lust he felt for her, the need he had pouring itself into her as their tongues dueled with each other, moaning against her lips as Trina brushed her nipples against his chest. She shifted her hips, rubbing her panty covered crotch against his erection, and, oh, it felt so much better now that her cumbersome shorts had been divested. Trina's small hand brushed against his navel, and he gasped as she slid her hand into his shorts, and gripped his throbbing length.
"God, Trina… just like that," he moaned into her mouth, eyes half-closed as the familiar arousal swept through him like a torrential rainfall. She stroked him slowly, and as her thumb swirled over the tip, he cried out, his hips jerking forward. His breath came out in pants against her lips, and he fought to regain control of himself. "Trina…wait."
She paused in her attentions, a quizzical look on her face. "You don't like it?" she asked hesitantly, as he pulled back from her lips.
"I do," Spencer said, his eyes and voice sincere as he took Trina's hand in his, removing it from his erection. A few more minutes of that and he would have been coming all over her hand, he felt that close, and he didn't want to ruin their night by not giving her the pleasure she deserved. "But I told you I wanted to make you feel good first, sweetheart."
Trina licked her lips at the new pet-name, and whimpered as his fingers trailed down to her panties again. She was so wet for him, so ready for him to take her to new heights, and she found her legs spreading involuntarily as Spencer teased her, his fingers brushing lightly over her mound. She wanted more, and shifted her hips towards his touch, all her inhibitions tossed to the wayside as she murmured, "Please, Spencer…I do feel good- I feel… oh my God…"
Her senses jumped to attention, and she twitched under his touch as he ran a finger up and down her entrance. She jerked at the contact, her nipples hardening as only the thin silk of her panties separating her from the skin-to-skin contact that she craved. She wanted him to touch her there so desperately she could taste it.
"You're so wet, musa mea. So wet for me," Spencer murmured, wonder filling his voice as his fingers stroked over her underwear, loving the sight of Trina squirming under his touch. It was an erotic sight, but he wanted more. With an impatient grunt, he pushed aside her panties and Trina cried out as his finger finally hummed over her throbbing nub.
The sensation was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and as Spencer's finger circled it over and over, Trina's back arched and she squealed, unable to stifle her voice. Pleasure poured over her, hot and molten, and she spread her legs wider, all traces of embarrassment gone as Spencer slid his finger against her slick entrance.
With a groan, Spencer leaned over and sucked a nipple into his mouth, his tongue skating over it with tantalizingly slow strokes. Trina gazed down the length of her body and her breath fluttered in her throat at the erotic sight that greeted her. "Uhhh, Spencer…" she moaned, watching him licking around her nipple as his hand in her panties slid up and down her folds, making her cry out as he stoked her towards ecstasy. Without warning, he removed his hand from her panties, and she let out a disappointed whine which turned into a gasp as he let her nipple slide out of his mouth with an audible pop. His gaze locked on hers, he brought the fingers which had been in her panties to his mouth, sucking on them with a groan of pleasure.
"I can't wait to taste you, musa mea," he whispered before sliding Trina's panties down her legs and dropping them carelessly to the floor. He stared at her body again, overcome with lust as he finally saw the full picture, a naked Trina Robinson. The dark thatch of hair between her legs was neatly trimmed, and he let out a moan as he saw the wetness glistening on her lower lips. Her legs closed together as he stared, and he leaned over to kiss her. "You can stop me at any time if this gets too much, Trina," he whispered against her lips, feeling the way she trembled against him. He didn't want to do anything she wasn't comfortable with, and he wanted her to know that.
Trina swallowed hard, and gave him a small, sweet smile that he felt in his chest. "I know, Spencer," she murmured, reaching up to run a hand thought his messy hair. "I want you to- please make me feel good."
The breathless plea turned him on even more, and he nodded before kissing down the length of her body, sucking on the skin of her belly and watching as her stomach muscles jumped under his lips. He settled between her legs, spreading them, and inhaling her uniquely sweet, slightly musky scent. As he started kissing the inside of her thigh, her breath faltered in her throat, which he felt, almost as though he was an extension of her body. Glancing up at her, he said, "Breathe, musa mea."
"Are you gonna-?" she started, her beautiful brown eyes wide and rapt as she looked down at him. She didn't continue, but he could read the full question in her eyes.
Resting on his elbows, he raised up and asked, "Do you want me to? It's up to you." His breath clicked in his throat as he continued, willing her to hear the raw truth in his voice, "Everything is up to you."
She hesitated, then nodded, her breathing shallow as his heart soared.
"Need to hear you say it, Trina," he pressed, his fingers stroking over her hips.
Her heart was thumping so hard she knew Spencer must hear it as she whispered, "Yes, Spencer. Plea- unhhh!"
Trina's voice broke off into a moan as Spencer buried his head between her thighs, licking her out with light, feathery strokes of his tongue. He was talented in an effortless way, and Trina's hands gripped a fistful of the sheets as he lapped up her wetness, swirling his tongue around her pleasure button and drawing a breathless moan from her lips.
She gasped as he suddenly swung first one leg over his muscular shoulder, followed by the other one. Now she was fully open to him, and she cried out as his tongue plunged into her core over and over again. Her lower belly was tightening, already more aroused than she thought possible. As his mouth and tongue moved against her precisely, expertly, it seemed as though all of the feeling in her body had consolidated to the hot ache between her legs. She could feel the buildup that told her that the release she craved was creeping up on her.
A complaining whine fell from her lips as Spencer pulled away from her most intimate part. His pupils were dilated as he looked at her, burning desire in his eyes as he licked his lips.
"You taste amazing, musa mea…" he whispered, his warm breath blowing over her slick entrance and making her quiver. "God, I can't get enough."
He disappeared between her legs again, and Trina's hips reared up as he did wonderous things with his tongue, things that brought her close to the edge. As his tongue skated over her nub, she cried out as she felt him slide first one finger, then a second into the silky wetness of her entrance.
"Spencer, it feels so…unhhh!"
She felt filled up, and it was amazing, almost too good. He slid his fingers out of her, then back in, lapping up her juices. Moans, whimpers, fragments of words fell from her lips as she tossed her head back against the pillow, her mind wiped almost blank by the ecstasy that was building up in her body.
Trina rotated her hips against his fingers, and his sexy groan vibrated through her body, making her shiver. His fingers curled inside her, and both his thumb and his tongue were skimming over her pleasure point. Trina's toes curled and she jerked her hips against his fingers, bucking off the bed as Spencer drove her crazy. The sudden thrusting motion made his fingers slide deeper into her tight depths, and she panted at the intensity of the feeling.
Spencer devoured her, single mindedly lapping up Trina's juices, lost in her taste and the way her body responded to his tongue and his fingers inside her. She was delicious, and as he coaxed more moans and unintelligible words from his muse, he knew that he would be content to listen to her unravel, come undone every day for the rest of his life. His fingers sought out the knot of nerves that would take her over the top, curling them in a come-hither motion. Trina cried out, her legs trembling over his shoulder, making him harder than he had ever been. God, he wanted her so badly, but he vowed that he wouldn't even attempt to slide into her as much as he wanted to, not until she came fully undone around his fingers and in his mouth.
Trina's eyes rolled into the back of her head as Spencer's fingers brushed against her spot. She rode on a wave of hedonistic pleasure as he stroked her spot again and again, her body quivering, hips thrusting against his fingers, breasts bouncing as she tried desperately not to cry out. As he sucked lightly on her hard nub, she felt that her whole world would explode.
"Your fingers feel so good inside me...ahh...Spencer," she whispered, pulling on her nipples for the want of something to do, anything to heighten the arousal she was feeling.
With one last lick, Spencer raised his head to look into her face, his lips glistening with Trina's wetness, cheeks threaded with pink, looking thoroughly debauched. "You gonna come for me, Trina?" he asked, his voice raspy, eyes boring into hers as his fingers curled into Trina's body.
"Yeah...ooohh..." Trina bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself to the bliss that washed over her body.
A sexy grin turned up Spencer's lips, and he whispered, "Come for me," before he dove back between her legs, fingers thrusting against her spot, tongue swiping along her nub until, suddenly, the incredible feeling that had been building up in her belly as Spencer feasted on her spread through her body, peaked, rolling through her like a tidal wave. She could feel herself shaking apart, even as Spencer swallowed her nectar. "OhmyGod Spencer, I'm…I'm.. uh…." Trina's orgasm roared over her, erasing all thoughts but the euphoria she felt from her mind. Her body screamed as Spencer thrust against her spot a final time, making her whimper as she was engulfed in pure rapture.
She coasted on the bliss that flowed through her body, her legs shaking as Spencer lifted his head from her sensitive core, his fingers sliding out of her as well. He crawled over her, dropping a kiss on her cheek, her forehead, as she came down from her mind bending high. He couldn't stop replaying the moment he had felt Trina coming apart around his fingers, in his mouth. Her musky, sweet taste was still imprinted on his lips, and as he kissed her other cheek, she turned her head thoughtlessly and captured his lips with hers. He cupped a handful of hot breast as he kissed her, sucking on her tongue and making sure she could taste herself on his lips. With a heady moan, she pulled away, and the need in her eyes made him feel dizzy.
"Was that good for you?" he asked her softly, suddenly scared that she would say no, that she would make up some excuse to leave.
"Good?" Trina uttered a sharp chuckle, caressing Spencer's cheek with a warm hand. "That was- incredible." Her lips parted, and she whispered, "You made me come so hard, but now I want you. I mean, really want you."
His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he watched her say he made her come so hard, fierce glee singing through his body, that for a second, the other part of her sentence didn't register. When it did, he gaped at her like the village idiot.
"You want to-?" he asked, unable to formulate a proper sentence.
A shy smile on her face, Trina nodded. "If you have a condom," she whispered. "And as long as you take those damn shorts off. You're wearing too much for me."
Author's Note- Hope you enjoy this horny ass chapter 😂 The 'soundtrack' of this whole fic will be old school horny ass R&B lmao and there is one chapter left! Soon come! Thank you for reading, loves!