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Rated M for sexual content.

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83.1 – Desktop Love

Spencer's PoV

I knew we were perfect for each other. I knew that since the moment we met at my 17th birthday party that one fateful day. It was in the air and even after the horrible heartache right before graduation, a part of me could not let go because I felt this moment beyond the horizon. Our fairytale was probably just beginning and we'd have more bumpy rough spots on the road along the way but what mattered was that we'd be going through them together.

As a family.

Ashley had called earlier that day stating she had a meeting with the School Board and didn't know what time she'd be home for dinner. She was sweet and told me to go ahead and fix the kids something and promised she'd make it up to me with an adult version of a delicious dessert.

Like I was really going to refuse that.

The problem was that I didn't have the kids because I was planning a special dinner for just the two of us. Chase and Ephiny offered to help me out but I didn't have the heart to tell Ashley the truth because I knew she'd feel bad and rush things when she shouldn't have too. My job springs last minute meetings on me all the time so I understood.

Somehow though, I found myself in front of the school where I noticed Ashley's mustang parked in her regular parking spot. I figured it wouldn't hurt to go and wait in the music room by her office until her meeting was over with.

My heels clicked softly against the polished floor as I made my way down towards the basement of the school. It was eerily quiet and the janitor I passed just gave me a head nod and continued taking the trash out of the garbage can.

The music room door was unlocked and only the last rows of lights were on. I thought I'd try and see if her office door was unlocked but to my surprise the lights were on and I could hear shuffling of paper on the other side. She had the blinds closed so I couldn't see her but when she started humming a tune; I knew it was her for sure.

Looking down at my jeans and Team Canada hoodie, I smoothed myself out and tucked hair behinds my ears before inhaling deeply. My knuckles hit the door in a soft knock.

"It's open!" Ashley called out softly from the other side.

I turned the knob and pushed the door open. I was greeted with Ashley's back as she dug through her file cabinet. "Do you randomly yell that out to anybody?" She slammed the file door shut and spun around to look at me.

"Jesus Spence! You scared me." A smile graced her lips as she threw her papers on her desk and greeted me with a kiss. "No, I don't always randomly yell that out," she allowed her eyes to drag up my body and wiggled her eyebrows, "just to the hot ones."

"Touché." I beamed and stepped back to admire her hair up in a messy bun, glasses perched over her nose and her black tie hanging loosely around her neck. "I see you dressed up for this meeting?" I scanned her body and internally groaned at how perfect her black slacks made her ass look.

"No," she laughed and tugged at the tie, "I wore this when I left the house this morning."

No she didn't. I would've noticed the tie.

"I just didn't have this on," she trailed the tip of the tie along my cheek, her eyes dancing playfully, "because I knew I'd never leave the house on time."

Good point.

"Wise decision baby." I slid my arms around her neck and pulled her body flush against mine. "You know me so well."

Ashley wrinkled her nose up in a grin and kissed me again, a little deeper that time. "So what did I do to earn this lovely surprise visit?" She murmured and giggled a little when I trailed my hands down her back, over the thin material of her white buttoned up shirt.

"I don't do this often enough." I pouted and she kissed my lips again.

"Where are the kids?" She asked, her lips moving to my ear.

"Chase and Eph have them." I breathed and pressed my hands against the small of her back. "How was your meeting?"

"Long." Ashley whispered and tugged at my earlobe with her teeth, earning a hiss from me. "Boring."

"Yeah." I let out breathlessly and tugged her lips back up to mine, pushing her backwards and into the file cabinet beside her desk. To think, my intentions of coming here weren't really to seduce her, but it seems she had turned the tables.

"I've missed you." Ashley whispered against my mouth and bunched my hoodie up in her fists. "I can grade these papers tomorrow morning, let's go home."

"I thought you were running late because of a meeting?" I asked, pulling back slightly.

"I was just about to phone you to let you know I was just going to finish grading these tests." She pointed to the mess on her desk and tugged me back into her. "If I'd known you were going to be alone tonight, I would've skipped it and came right home."

"I had dinner planned and everything." I pouted again and she chuckled softly, telling me with her eyes that she was more than willing to make up for it.

"Home?" She asked, biting her lip.

I scanned the office area and realized I could make a fantasy come true. I've imagined myself taking her in this office, granted it was always during her lunch breaks but after hours would do too.

I had to pay her back for the one time she met me at my work and had her way with me on my desk before leaving to head back to work.

"Here." I nodded and grabbed her by the tie, gently swinging her around so that she could sit on the edge of the desk. I took the glasses off her and carefully placed them on the shelf beside us.

"Here?" She squeaked and glanced down on my fingers that were slowly undoing the buttons of her shirt. "Spence-"

"Here." I said more firmly and whipped off my hoodie, revealing Ashley's old Southwood High t-shirt. My fingers went back to work and tugged off her shirt, sliding it down her shoulders while my lips met hers in a desperate kiss.

Thankfully she didn't protest. I felt her fingers working the button on my jeans and yanking them down my legs, groaning into my mouth when she found I was wearing no underwear.

"I love laundry day." She mumbled throatily and allowed me to rid her of her bra, while she leaned back, bracing herself on the desk full of papers.

"Laundry day is tomorrow." I grinned against her lips and winked, standing straight to kick off my jeans.

Ashley took the opportunity to reach behind her and swipe all the papers off her desk. I gasped and she looked at me with a shrug of her shoulders before handing me the end of her tie. "Close your mouth Carlin and put it to use." She nearly growled, grabbing me by the hips and crashing our bodies together, her mouth easily finding mine.

I moaned deeply and thread my fingers through her luscious waves; letting her hair down from her bun, before pulling on it just hard enough for her to groan and tilt her head back, allowing my mouth to trail kisses hotly down her neck.

"Fuck." The word leaves her lips in almost a strangled whisper when my tongue finds her left nipple. Her nails dig into my back and she pushed herself forward.

My plan wasn't to have us fully naked on her desk but with the way her hands were constantly smoothing over my heated body, I could care less.

I shifted a bit so I was hovering over her, my left hand balancing me perfectly. Her eyes were so dark and her lips were swollen. I licked my own swollen lips and blinked heavily, watching her reaction as my right hand trailed down her sides, over the firmness of her belly and right to my goal. She shuddered and arched her body upwards, moaning deeply when my fingers found her wet and wanting.

"Please tell me you were going to wear that tie to bed tonight at least." I teased and gave her a sultry smile when she nodded. "God Ash, you're so fucking hot." I pushed two fingers in knuckle deep, growling at how hot and tight she was.

Ashley's hips started the tempo, her hands grasped at my arms, my shoulders, then my face, pulling me down to kiss her. She panted heavily the harder I thrust and she gasped and mewled at every passing stroke my thumb made against her swollen clit.

"Fuck Spencer," she ripped her mouth away from mine and sat up a bit, rocking her hips still. She wanted to be in charge so I let her while I made myself comfortable to have her climb onto my lap. I felt my fingers dip deeper as she opened up more for me. The heavy throb between my legs was almost unbearable but I knew bringing Ashley to her orgasm would more than satisfy me.

For the moment.

Her beautiful and sexy tattooed hips moved harder as her head tossed back. I could feel her drip with each grind and fought back the urge to toss her onto her back and fuck her hard.

Ashley had a thing about being in control sometimes and I wasn't about to ruin it for her. Though I knew she'd thoroughly enjoy it.

"Spence..." My name fell from her lips and I made use of the tie, grabbing it with my left hand and tugging on it with each downward movement she made. Her eyes could barely stay open but they did. Onyx eyes held mine for every single second that she started to come apart. She was wound up so tight that her body could do nothing but recoil. I sealed my lips against her in order to stifle her loud screams as much as I could without tipping off the janitor what was going on.

Ashley's heated body slowed down as did our rough kissing, settling into a more leisure and slow pace. I eased my fingers away gently and she sighed, her fingers running through my hair, lightly biting on my bottom lip before sucking on it briefly. "Wow." Was all she said when she pulled back, her eyes heavy lidded and a satisfied smile plastered on her face. "Where'd that come from?"

I smirked and kissed her softly again. "You really have to ask? You're a hot music teaching MILF."

Ashley laughed and shifted causing me to wince. My ass was hurting from the hard surface of the desk. "I'm sorry." She rushed out and went to move off of me as quickly as she could. She groaned once her feet touched the floor and pouted. "I'm sore."

"How about," I whispered thoughtfully and gently drew my fingers over her maple leaf tattoo before pulled her closer by the hips, "we go home, run a hot bath and work out those," I eyed her body up and down, "kinks."

Ashley grinned mischievously and nodded, pulling me up off the desk and wrapping her arms around my neck. "As long as I get to work out your," she mimicked my action and eyed me up and down, "kinks first."

I shrugged, feigning annoyance. "If you must." A dramatic sigh left my lips.

She just shook her head and just when I noticed a smirk form across her face, she whipped the tie off of herself and around my neck. I gasped in surprise when my back hit the file cabinet hard and teeth tugging at my ear. "Oh I insist Carlin." She growled and after that all sense of reality was gone.

The only thing that mattered was the fact that she was on her knees with my right leg thrown over her shoulder as her tongue worked the heated flesh between my thighs.

If there were a Heaven, I'd want it to be this moment over and over again.

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Ashley's PoV

Spencer had a permanent smile plastered on her face the moment I came up from between her legs and kissed her. She helped me pick up the papers off the floor after we got dressed and every five minutes she'd find a way to touch me.

"I can't believe you told Ben to make sure he cleaned the desk and floors thoroughly." I gaped at her as we exited the school. Ben, the janitor, wasn't stupid. I could see the silly grin on his face when he watched me and Spencer exit the music room.

"Well, better safe than sorry." Spencer shrugged and wiggled her eyebrows. "When the students go into your office you can feel comfort in knowing evidence of defiling your work area is erased."

I shook my head and wrapped the light scarf around my neck, knowing I'd have to wear one with my clothes to work the next day. Spencer loved to bite and I couldn't complain. The weather during the day was warm but the nights were still cool, however the breeze against my flushed face felt good.

After a short make out session against my mustang, we parted ways to meet at home.

Spencer had managed to beat me to our destination because I had to stop for gas. When I entered the warm house, I could hear her humming while the water of the bath was being drawn.

It had been more of a romantic bath with soft touches and kind kisses, hands never venturing further than on hips and lower backs. We had somehow managed to get through the whole thing without having sex, which could happen but it was rare, especially with how insatiable Spencer can be.

"How about you grab your papers to grade from your briefcase and I'll grab us a couple of drinks." Spencer suggested while wrapping a robe around her body. She noticed me raise her eyebrow at her and chuckled. "Davies, I'm not done with you. We will continue our 'session' later, I promise."

"When are the kids coming home?" I asked, sitting on the end of the bed, running a towel through my hair.

"Less than an hour." Spencer bit her lip. "Once the lights are out, your body is all mine to be de-kinked." She chuckled and blew me a kiss before leaving the room.

Grabbing a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt, I pulled them on before spreading out my students tests on the bed and getting comfortable. Spencer came back in with two cans of Dr. Pepper, two plates of the dinner she made earlier and a bag thrown over her shoulder with her own paperwork in it.

Moments like that I lived for. We'd do our work in quiet side by side, often interrupted by wandering hands or the kids.

"So," Spencer smiled and placed her pen down, looking at me with adoration, "I was thinking."

"No surprise there." I teased and put the cap back on my red marker and gave her my undivided attention. "What's up?"

"Well, we're getting married in about three months." Her bluish grey eyes sparkled brightly at the thought and it made my heart melt. "I was thinking maybe once the girls are out of school we can take a trip."

"A trip?" I furrowed my eyes in confusion but kept a slight smile on my face.

"Yeah, I know it's not my place to push but I figured maybe it'd be a good thing." Spencer sounded a little nervous as she blew strands of blonde hair out of her face. Her cheeks were tinged with pink slightly and I couldn't help but be curious as to what she had going on in her head.

"Baby," I whispered and cupped her face, smoothing her soft cheeks with my thumbs lightly, "help me out here."

"B.C." She blurted out and squeezed her eyes shut before swallowing. My heart sped up and she knew I was catching on. "We should go and you know, maybe for closure, a blessing... to remember them."

For the first time I didn't want to break down at the thought of never seeing my parents again. No, I wanted to break down because I was ready for anything life had coming my way as long as I had my family. I never really got to say goodbye to them and neither had Dylan. It was only fair and the timing couldn't be any more perfect. I had to, in some way, tell my dad that he was right, Spencer was a keeper.

"I like the sounds of that." I whispered, wiping the tears that escaped me.

"Yeah?" She blinked and sighed with relief, pulling me into a hug. "I'll hold your hand every single second." Spencer whispered in my ear.

"Good because I don't plan on letting you go." I smiled softly and relaxed completely in her arms.

It was going to be the best year ever.

I could feel it.

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