When Trina and Spencer entered their hotel room, Spencer was taken off guard as his arms were suddenly full of an adoring Trina, who immediately wrapped her arms around him and pressed her body fully against his.
Managing to close the door, he gave his full attention to his wife, bowing his head to claim her full lips in a deep lustful kiss. He pulled away when he felt her fingers begin to undo the buttons on his shirt. His brown eyes were warm and loving as he kept his arms around her.
"You've turned into a little minx haven't you?" He chuckled.
"I just want to be with you right now, is that a problem?" Trina finished unbuttoning his shirt and ran her hands up and down his bare chest.
"No, not at all. I want to be with you too. I just didn't expect you to be so...assertive with your desires. I must say, I like it."
Big brown eyes peered up at him, causing his heart to beat just a bit faster. The things this girl did to him...it was mind-blowing to him. He had never wanted anyone as much as he wanted Trina. Once was not enough and he thanked whatever gods there was that she was his. That she deemed him worthy of her love and her body. Loving her from afar had never been enough. It was nothing like now, loving her while she was in his arms, now wearing his name. It sent him on a high that he had never known existed.
"I'd like you to be more assertive, too," Trina breathed, claiming his lips again, tightening her embrace, wanting to get even closer.
"I'm trying...it's just...I want to savor every touch...every kiss," Spencer mumbled between kisses, his arms lifting her off her feet. He gasped as her legs wrapped around his waist and his desire for her grew even more. He backed up until he was finally sitting on the bed with her on his lap. He pulled away and looked into her eyes, his fingers reaching up to bury themselves in her hair. "You are the most beautiful woman on earth, Trina…"
She just smiled before claiming his lips again as she pushed his shirt off of his shoulders. His adoring words seemed to make her want him even more as her hands slid down his chest and began to fiddle with the fastening of his pants. Sensing what she was doing, his own hands slid down and hiked up her pink tulle skirt and began to fiddle with the waistband of her panties.
He lifted his hips off the bed as she pushed his pants and boxers down and he did quick work of getting her panties out of the way and smoothly, they came together. This time, it was much smoother and much more pleasurable than the first. They moved together, holding each other as close as possible. Their mouths explored each other and their moans filled the room, encasing them in their own world. Trina didn't even notice as he leaned her down onto the mattress to get into a much more comfortable position. Soon, they came tumbling down, moaning each other's names, and whispering words of love and adoration.
They lay on the bed, entangled in each other, not wanting to move as the late afternoon sun bathed the room in a warm golden glow.
"Wow...did that just happen?" Trina gazed up into his warm brown eyes, again unable to believe that this was now her life. Her life with her man...she actually had a man! Stuff like this...it didn't happen for girls like her, but it was happening! This couldn't be just a dream, right?
Spencer just chuckled and softly kissed her lips as his own breathing came back under control. "Yes."
"This is like a dream! Honestly...this happens to girls like Joss! Not me, but…"
"Hey, why do you say that? I mean, Trina...you deserve this. Even more than Joss! Why would you think that you wouldn't?" Spencer frowned, gently caressing her soft skin.
"It's complicated. I don't know. Back in high school, the guys just always went for Joss. Oscar...Dev...even Cam. Even though, Cam was more my fault. I just valued his friendship more than anything and I didn't want to ruin my friendship with Joss either and it would have all been messy. But still, when it came down to it, it was Joss that boys wanted. Not me."
Spencer frowned and shook his head. In his opinion, all of those guys were fools. Even Cam! He didn't understand how anyone could pick Joss over Trina. Trina was gorgeous and sweet and genuine. She was a diamond just as much as Joss was! Trina is and always will be his first choice if there was ever a choice to make!
"They were fools, all of them. But you know, I'm glad that they chose Joss. I would have had to fight all of them to get a chance with you. Especially, Cam. It'd be a shame for both of us to be fighting over a girl...again."
Trina arched a brow. "Huh?"
Spencer rolled his eyes and laughed at the memories. "When we were little, both Cam and I ended up liking Anna Devane's granddaughter Emma. We were always competing to get her attention. It was rather cute and funny when I think back on it. Who would have thought that Cam and I would grow up to be the best of friends."
Trina laughed. "I bet that was cute! So who won the girl?"
"Cam," Spencer shook his head. "Joss and I even teamed up once trying to break them up, if you can believe it."
"Oh my god! And Joss finally gets her guy just to dump him years later," Trina sighed, shaking her head, feeling a little disappointed in her best friend's choices. She'll never understand why Joss chose the way she did.
"But back to you. Trina, you are just as beautiful, just as worthy, heck even more so than Joss! What we have, it does happen for girls like you. I mean...despite our differences, Joss is a great girl, but you're great too! There's nothing about girls like Joss that is different or more desirable than girls like you. You're just as beautiful. Just as desirable. Even more so if you ask me."
Trina blinked back tears, touched so deeply by his words. Spencer saw her in a way that she could never see herself really and it did make her feel extra special, extra loved. He was doing things for her that he probably didn't even consider would mean so much, but it did and she loved him all the more for it. "When you look at me, I believe your words. You make me feel so special."
"You are special."
"You're the one that's special. You're a prince that made an ordinary girl like me feel like a princess."
"You're the ordinary girl who made a lonely prince feel loved and wanted for the first time in a long time," Spencer smiled, his hands interlocking with hers. "Really, when you look at me, it feels like you really see me. Spencer."
"I do. I see the real you. I want other people to see the Spencer I see as well."
"Maybe they can...now that I have you to believe in me."
Trina pressed a loving hand against his cheek, feeling tears in her eyes, because she knew that's what he really needed. Someone to believe in him. It was that simple and she knew that was something that she could do...something that she already did. No matter what. "You see me, to Spencer. You take me as I am. Bluntness and all."
"It's your bluntness that I like best about you, Trina. Even if I don't like it at times, it is something I'll never ever change, because it comes from a place of truth and love."
Trina wiped away the tears that escaped, feeling embarrassed that she was crying. "God, is this what happy crying is? I thought that was a myth."
Spencer chuckled, kissing away the salty liquid from her eyes. "Those are the only tears I mean to cause you, baby. Happy tears."
"You called me baby. I like that."
"You do? I'll call you that more often then. You can call me anything you want to. Like...hmm...I don't know…"
"Handsome?"
Spencer looked at her with an arched brow. "Aren't you afraid that'd give me an even bigger ego?"
"Oh, you're right. Hmm...sexy thing?"
Spencer laughed even more. "Not in public please."
"Okay, okay. Um...wait! I know! Preppie! Like what Slater called Zach Morris in Saved by the Bell!"
"Saved by the what?"
"It's one of those shows I like to watch. Anyway, the main character was called Preppie by his best friend and you do dress kind of... preppie-like. So why not? It's cute and nostalgic...and it fits. Not to mention, Zach was kind of hot. Even though he was always getting himself in trouble."
"Hmm...you know...that does fit. I do tend to get myself in trouble. Now I need a proper name for you. I mean, I like baby but that's kind of common. I need something that no one else uses on the regular...I know...queen."
"Queen?"
"You're the queen of my heart. My life...everything. And you're just...everything about you is befitting of a queen. Why not?"
"Spencer...why do you see me so highly like that?"
"I don't know...I just do. You don't like it?"
"I do...I just don't know if I'm deserving of it."
"You are. I swear you are."
Trina smiled, kissing him long and deep. "Well, then...I am going to do all I can to be fit for such a name."
"You just have to be yourself, Trina. That's all that I want you to be."
