Forever Spencer
By
Kimberly Knight
Copyright © 2014 by Kimberly Knight
No portion of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any print or electronic form without permission. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, any place, events or occurrences, is purely coincidental. The characters and story lines are created from the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The subject matter is not appropriate for minors. Please note this novel contains profanity, explicit sexual situations, and alcohol consumption.
FOREVER SPENCER
Copyright © 2014 Knight Publishing & Design, LLC
Published by Kimberly Knight
Cover art © by Knight Publishing & Design, LLC and E. Marie Photography
Formatted by Knight Publishing & Design, LLC
All rights reserved.
Table of Contents
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
EPILOGUE
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
BOOKS BY KIMBERLY KNIGHT
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
DEDICATION
To Brandon and Spencer, I know you’re both fictional, but you’ve really changed my life. Thank you.
**Please note that this is a novella to Anything Like Me and should be read after.
Forever Spencer is through the male’s point of view and doesn’t cover every detail of the story.**
CHAPTER ONE
I never thought for one second that Spencer would say “no” when I proposed to her. But part of me still feared she would.
From the moment I saw her at Club 24, I declared that I was going to marry her. At the time, I thought I was crazy for spewing those words. Hell, Jason thought I was crazy, too. When I blurted that I was going to marry her as I walked towards the treadmills, I had no idea that I actually would want to make her my wife.
I had no idea that she would be the first and only woman to capture my heart and not let go. I thought I loved my high school girlfriend, but nothing compares to the love I feel for Spencer.
I didn’t know her name at the time. I didn’t know her favorite color. I didn’t know how old she was. I didn’t know if she had a boyfriend; I knew nothing about her. It was as if she walked in off the street to change my life forever.
And…she did.
The night I first saw her, I broke up with Christy for good, and it seemed that everything was falling into place as it should until Christy decided to try to kill Spencer. Then, I thought everything was behind us until the asshole from my old college kidnapped Spencer for ransom.
You never think it will happen to you—that it’s only for TV, movies, and fiction novels. But that’s where you’re wrong; there are bad people in this world that do crazy shit, and sadly, I knew them and put Spencer in danger.
Every day was getting closer to the combined trials against Christy, Michael, and Colin for attempted murder and kidnapping. They were combining both trials for all counts, and I knew that it would be easier on Spencer. I hated watching her recount every detail over and over when interviewed by the police, when talking to the District Attorney, and when everyone asked her about the events wanting to know what had happened.
Spencer was starting to become herself again, and the moment I proposed, it was as if I saw all her worries vanish. I had promised Spencer that I would keep her safe after Christy tried to kill her, and this time I was going to.
I knew that if Michael had other people working with him, he wouldn’t go down without naming them as an accomplice. He hadn’t named anyone, yet, and I was hopeful there was no one else after Spencer or my money.
The smile that I had on my face since she said “yes,” hadn’t faded as I walked down the stairs to answer the front door after leaving Spencer to jump in the shower.
I’d envied Jason and Becca’s marriage for years. Every day I hoped I would find someone that would make me happy like Becca did Jason. Spencer was my everything, and my everything said “yes”.
When I reached the front door, I squinted in the peephole, Niner right beside me. “What the fuck?” I said in confusion. “What are you doing here?” I asked after opening the door.
“That’s no way to greet your one and only brother.” Blake smiled and stepped around me before I could invite him in. “You’re not happy to see me?” he asked as he petted Niner, causing him to wag his tail in greeting.
“It’s not that. Of course I am, but now isn’t a good time. Why didn’t you call?”
“I had to get away, and I used the plane ticket you got me for Christmas. I assumed it was an open invitation. Are you and Spencer fighting or something?” he asked, setting his black duffel bag on the floor.
“Just the opposite. I just proposed, and you’re ruining my plans.” I shut the door and headed towards the stairs to join my fiancé in the shower.
“Oh shit! Tonight was the night?” he asked, looking at the staircase that had all the candles still lit.
“Yeah.” I sighed.
“I didn’t know.”
“Just…just stay down here. Go play with Niner or something.”
“I’ll go to a hotel.”
“No. Stay. Just let me go tell Spencer. She’s in the shower.”
Blake had a way of ruining everything. He had good intentions, but who flies almost two thousand miles without calling? My selfish brother, that’s who.
I left Blake, blowing out the candles as I went upstairs to return to Spencer. I couldn’t believe that my brother showed up out of the blue, and of all nights it had to be the night I wanted to see Spencer in nothing but her new diamond ring.
As soon as I entered our bedroom, I began stripping out of my clothes. Blake could wait. I needed a shower, and I needed a shower with my girl.
“Hey, what took you so long?” Spencer asked, slipping her arms around my neck.
“Blake’s here,” I said, stepping in closer to her so our bodies were flush.
“Really?”
“Yep.” I grabbed her ass and pulled her against me as close as our bodies would allow. I loved having her naked body against me, and I wasn’t going to let my brother ruin my plans.
“Did you know he was coming?”
“Nope, he said he needed to get away and used the plane ticket we gave him for Christmas.”
“Couldn’t he have asked? I mean, this is an important night.”
“Babe, you know how Blake is. He doesn’t always use his head,” I murmured as I started to kiss along her neck.
“I know.” She sighed. “Can he maybe get a hotel room for the night?”
“I guess, but we haven’t seen him in, what? Five months?” I’m not sure why I said that. This was an important night, and Blake had already offered to get a hotel room for the night.
“I know—you’re right. I just wanted to walk around naked for the night,” she said, biting her lower lip and giving me her most innocent smile, making my cock twitch in response.
I was thinking the same exact thing.
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�ll make it up to you another night—I promise.”
“But that other night won’t be the night you proposed and I said ‘yes’.”
“I know, Baby…” I paused and looked into her eyes. What was I doing? Blake could wait. “What if we get a hotel room in the city, you call in sick tomorrow and we order room service, eat breakfast in bed and then spend the rest of the day with Blake? He can take care of Niner tonight. It will give him time to clear his head, too, since that was the reason he jumped on a plane and flew thousands of miles unannounced.”
“Well, he did come all this way. Maybe we should spend time with him?”
“No, he’ll understand. I’m sure he’ll be here longer than one night. We’ll hang out with him tomorrow. Plus I want to see you wearing nothing but your new ring and a smile for the rest of the night.”
My dick was already hard from seeing Spencer’s naked body, and the moment she smiled after I told her I wanted her to basically be naked the whole night, it stiffened more, agreeing to Spencer being naked all night.
I backed her against the tiled wall, the warm water showering our bodies, and I kissed her starting with her lips. She moaned when my tongue swiped inside her mouth and continued moaning as I thrust into her with my hard, bare length, her body sliding against the slippery wall, not stopping until she screamed my name for a second time in twenty minutes.
I loved the feel of Spencer’s warmth wrapped around my dick with nothing covering it. All these years, I never went without a condom, and I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was missing out, but it never felt right.
Now, with Spencer, it felt right—it felt perfect.
*~*~*
After packing a bag for the night, Spencer and I walked down to tell Blake the plan. I didn’t know why he needed to “get away”, but I didn’t care. He was my brother, but his problems could wait a night.
“Hey, Buddy,” Spencer said, kneeling down to love on Niner as he ran around the corner to us. “You and your daddy are very sneaky.”
“Well, it was all his idea.” I laughed.
“Spencer!” Blake said, walking up to Spencer with open arms. “How’s my Poker Shark?”
“Hey, Blake, it’s good to see you. How are you?”
“Your Poker Shark?” I questioned.
“Anyone who can beat you is my Poker Shark,” Blake said then turned back to Spencer. “I’m good, Spence. Sorry to come unannounced. I had no idea tonight was the night. I should have called first.”
“It’s okay. It will be fun having you here. How long are you planning on visiting?”
“A few days—maybe a week tops, if that’s okay?”
“That’s fine with me. You and Brandon can have quality brother time.” She smiled at both of us.
It would be nice having my brother visiting. Since moving to California, I’ve barely seen him.
“Spencer and I are getting a hotel room in the city tonight. Can you take care of Niner until tomorrow? You can take Spencer’s car and meet us for lunch, and we can spend the afternoon with you…give you a mini tour of San Francisco,” I said.
“Nah, I should be the one to get a hotel room,” Blake said, taking his phone out of his pocket.
“It’s okay. Really. This way, I don’t have to cook and can spend more time naked with Spencer,” I said, slapping Spencer’s ass.
“Whoa, TMI, Babe, T.M.I.”
“Well, if you insist, but let me see the rock before you leave,” Blake said.
Spencer stuck out her hand, her diamond sparkling in the light with a smile that matched. A smile instantly appeared on my face, too.
“Damn, Bro, you’re going to make me compete with that?” Blake asked, looking over me.
“You’re proposing to Stacey?” Spencer asked.
“Oh, no, no, no—I will never get married. I’m just messin’ with Brandon,” he said, slapping me on the shoulder.
“You two broke up again?” Spencer asked, my eyes darting between the two of them.
“You guys go—enjoy your night. We’ll talk about all this tomorrow,” Blake said.
I couldn’t agree more.
*~*~*
While Spencer and Blake chit chatted, I called around to different hotels to make a reservation for the night in the city. A lot of places were sold out or only had mediocre rooms. Even though tonight didn’t exactly go as planned, it was turning out to be better than I’d planned.
I would never tell Blake, but him showing up allowed me to book a hotel room in the city with chocolate covered strawberries and champagne. I should have done that already, but I guess things have a way of working themselves out. My plan for home was just to have a glass of wine and a bath, but champagne and strawberries made the night even better.
Spencer and I drove into the city, and after I valet parked at the Ritz Carlton, I checked us into our room and confirmed with the front desk clerk and manager that everything was set for our arrival.
Even though it was short notice, they were going to draw a bath with roses, place candles around the tub, have champagne chilling, and have a plate of strawberries for us once we arrived. Usually they required notice, but the front desk manager was a regular at Club 24, and in exchange, I would take care of a year membership for him.
“Ready to go, future Mrs. Montgomery?” I asked, approaching where Spencer sat on a couch in the lobby.
“Yep.”
We rode the elevator up with a bellboy and talked about my proposal. It seemed that Spencer was still in shock that I had proposed. Maybe not the fact that I had proposed because she knew I wanted to make her my wife, but more of the timing of the proposal.
I watched Spencer take in the hotel suite when we entered. I was in awe at how quickly everything was done, but it was perfect. I tipped the bellboy then followed Spencer as she inspected the glowing bathroom.
“How did you do this?” she asked.
“When I called to make the reservation, I asked them to do it. I was going to do something similar at home for after dinner.”
“Is the water still warm?” Spencer asked, leaning over and dipped her hand into the tub. “Oh it’s perfect. How did I get so lucky?”
How did she get lucky? I was the lucky one. I knew that Spencer was made for me. I never really believed in soul mates before, but after watching Becca and Jason for years, I knew there was such a thing. I just never knew I would find mine.
“No, the question is: How did I get so lucky?” I said, kissing her softly. “And there should be…” I turned and started to walk out of the bathroom, “champagne and strawberries here, too.” I looked over at the desk to where a tray of strawberries sat with a bucket with ice and a bottle of champagne. “Shall we?” I asked, nudging my head towards the steaming bathtub holding the tray and bucket.
“Yes, we shall,” she said with a smile.
After we took a relaxing bath and ate room service, Spencer placed the tray outside the door. When she turned to stand in front of the bed, peering down at me, she was biting her lip and looking at me like she wanted to devour me.
“You know what happens when you look at me that way, right?” I asked, lying on the bed with my arms behind my head.
She paused, looking over my entire body. My dick was instantly up and ready to play again. “No, what happens?” she asked.
“Why don’t you come over here and find out?” I smiled.
Spencer walked over to the side of the bed where I lay, and I sat up, swinging my legs to cage her in as I slowly started to untie her robe. The robe fell to the floor, pooling around her feet, and she stood there naked in front of me.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered, admiring her naked body.
“And you’re so fucking hot!” she blurted, making us both laugh a little.
“Well, I’m glad you think so. If you didn’t, we would have a problem,” I said, leaning forward and placing a kiss on her stomach.
Her hands ran through my hair then down to my neck. She bent down enough
for me to suck on her breast, flicking her nipple with my tongue until it puckered. I loved every inch of her soft skin. It was sweet and salty: a perfect combination that made my mouth water.
I kissed my way down the valley of her chest and to her other nipple, making it pucker like the other side. My hands moved over her back to her ass, and I pulled her forward as I leaned back on the bed. My mouth still sucked her tits, making her moan as she lay on top of me.
I slowly turned her over, her legs hanging off the side of the bed with her back flat on the firm mattress. My tongue dragged along her collarbone, then slowly I ran my tongue up the side of her neck before finally kissing her soft lips, tasting a faint hint of champagne. She reached between us, loosening the tie of my robe as our tongues tasted one another.
“Hold on,” I said, rising off of her to stand up.
“Wha…what? Why?” she asked, trying to reach for me.
“I have an idea,” I said, shrugging my robe off.
I walked over and grabbed the champagne and ice bucket from the desk in the room. Reaching my hand in the melting ice, I grabbed a cube and looked up at Spencer, who had moved to the center of the bed. I watched as Spencer slipped her hand down between her legs and started to rub herself.
“I love it when you play with yourself,” I groaned.
She continued to play with herself, the ice melting in my hands, and I lay on the side of her, circling the freezing ice around her nipple and then the other. She moaned, rubbing her clit faster, water cascading down her body and onto the bed as I slid the ice cube down her belly toward her center.
Using the ice, I slid it down to Spencer’s navel, rubbing on her stomach until the remaining ice melted, some of it pooling in her belly button. I leaned over and slurped the water out, then reached over and grabbed another ice cube and the champagne bottle.
Goosebumps rose as I slid another ice cube down her stomach again, not stopping at her belly button this time, but continuing further to her hand that still stroked her clit.
“Here, use this,” I said, handing her the ice cube and returning to the bucket to grab more ice.
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