Chapter 36: Taking Care*

I've stopped dead in my tracks, frozen where I had been standing. Harrison bridges the gap between us and engulfs me in a big hug before I can find my voice to protest. He hugs me and says "it's so good to see you, it's been so long!" I still don't have much to say and just muster out a weak "uh huh." Spencer has caught on to what's happening, thankfully, and gently tugs me towards him protectively. Spencer tells Harrison "sorry she isn't feeling well, so we are heading out." Harrison looks disappointed and says "oh okay. Feel better. I guess I'll see you around?" He says it only to me, staring into my soul as he does it. I don't say anything and Spencer turns us around, partially supporting my weight as he holds me against his side with an arm looped around my back. As soon as we get outside and I find my footing I take what feels like my first breath in days as I follow Spencer's lead out the door and to the parking lot. As soon as we make it out of sight of the front doors Spencer finds a bench and has me sit down. He kneels in front of me and takes my hands. He asks "are you okay?" I take shaky breaths and shake my head no. He nods in understanding. "Your pulse is racing, let's get you home." I nod. I lean on him as we walk to the car and I get in and buckled just fine on my own. I lean my head on the window and close my eyes. Spencer continually and quietly repeats sweet nothings of comfort while quickly driving home. As we make our way up the driveway I turn to Spencer "my parents don't know what happened. Just tell them I'm sick." Spencer nods and follows me as I walk up to the house on my own, just wanting to be in a safe space. He catches up to me, placing a hand on my lower back. I flinch, not expecting it, and quickly swat his hand away. I realize what I've done and turn with wide, apologetic eyes. "I'm so sorry, Spencer, I didn't mean to do that," I say quickly. He shakes his head. "No, it's okay, I shouldn't have done that." My parents aren't anywhere to be found, thankfully, as we quietly make our way back to my childhood room. Spencer shuts the door quietly behind me as I turn to change clothes. I feel conflicted and stop in my tracks. Spencer notices. "What is it, Annie?" I gulp and say "I feel very vulnerable right now. I don't want you to see me naked or even half naked even though you've seen more of me than anybody else has." Spencer says "okay, I'll step out, I understand." I quickly say "no wait, don't go. I don't want to be alone either. I don't want anybody else but you." Spencer nods softly. "Do...Do you want me to turn around?" He asks tentatively. I nod quickly and turn myself to quickly change into fuzzy socks, my softest pair of sweat pants and my favorite sleep sweatshirt that's overly stretched out with stains so old I don't even know what they are. I tell Spencer "okay, you can turn around now." He does slowly. I take my contacts out at the vanity, put my glasses on, and put my hair in a messy bun. I turn to Spencer who isn't moving. "You can change, Spencer, I'll turn if you want me to like you did." Spencer shakes his head and says "that's not it. It's just...all my life I've done what I can to solve problems. This isn't one I can solve. It took everything in me to not knock him out or shoot him right then and there as soon as you said his name and confirmed my fears. I can't do anything to help you besides be here, but I don't know what else I can do. Tell me what I can do to help, Annie." I bite my cheek and nod. I look up at him and say "just change into comfy clothes and lay in bed with me. That's the safest I feel every day, wrapped up in your arms." Spencer nods and finally moves to change clothes. I hop in bed and snuggle up under the covers. I surf Netflix and find a comfort show to put on the tv. Spencer chuckles "you always have to have the tv on to sleep." I nod my head. "I wish I could sleep any time or anywhere like you can on cases, but I can't." Spencer scoffs "I can't sleep any time or any where on cases. I sleep the best with you. A lot of times on cases I sleep alone in a room by myself and have nightmares." I turn and look at him. "Why didn't you ever tell me this, Spence?" He shrugs. "I never have nightmares with you. You're my own personal dream catcher." I smile at the sentiment. "I have less nightmares with you, Spence, but I think mine sneak up on me. Hopefully with therapy mine will go away." Spencer nods "so you want to go back to therapy?" I smile. "I never stopped going, Spencer. It took me a while to find one in DC, but he works for the hospital and I find time to go before or after my shifts usually." Spencer nods "how did I not know this?" I chuckle "well I don't like broadcasting it. People treat me like I'm not messed up enough to go to therapy, even though there's no such thing, and I don't want to have to tell them how messed up I really am. So, I work through things with my therapist and on my own time. And now with you." Spencer hums in acknowledgment. "Do you want to talk about it now?" Spencer says carefully as he gently runs his fingertips up and down my arm from behind me. I shake my head. "No, I want to forget I ever saw him. I also want to forget my childhood bullies confronted me like they did. You see now why I left?" Spencer chuckles and I feel him nod behind me. "That was really hot. Seeing you stand up to them." I chuckle "yeah it was something I always wanted to do, but if I did that in high school I would still have to see them every day in classes. It was easier to just grin and bear it and then get away when I could." Spencer nods "I understand. Graduating from high school at 12 didn't help much in the bullying area. There was less bullying when I went to college, but I was still a 12 year old in college." I turn to look at him briefly before saying "I couldn't imagine doing that. You are stronger than I was, bubs." Spencer hums. "The jury is out on that," he says through a small laugh. I start to settle in a bit more and slowly feel my eyelids become heavier and heavier. Spencer is humming a lullaby of sorts. I say with my eyes still closed "I know what you're doing." He laughs once and shushes me "just get some sleep, Annie, you'll feel better." It doesn't take much convincing from Spencer for me to let sleep envelop me as I let my mind rest from the stressful day.

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~Spencer's POV~

I sleep with her for a bit, but wake up after about two hours. After I wake up I watch Annie breathe peacefully and take comfort in the fact that she's not in any emotional pain at the moment. I wish there was more I could do. I know I've seen worse and been in worse situations than she has been in, but I've had training and resources for all of those things. Annie had nobody. She dealt with all of this all alone. She blamed herself. She didn't deserve her bullying and she didn't deserve what happened to her. I slowly pull away from her to get out of bed. She turns, searching for me in her sleep. I grab a pillow and put it in her arms so she latches on to it in her sleep instead of me. I get out of bed and pull the comforter over her before grabbing my phone and leaving the room. It's 7 pm so the family is awake and Mrs. Winters is doing dishes. She hears my footsteps and turns to me, smiling. "Spencer! You're awake! Would you like some dinner?" She asks sweetly. I smile softly. "First let me help you with the dishes then maybe I'll take you up on dinner." I say definitively. She starts to protest, but before she can say anything I've already picked up a plate to wash. As I'm cleaning the plate she asks me "so y'all took a long nap." She raises her eyebrows at me at the word nap. I chuckle at the implication. "We actually did nap, well she did, nothing explicit. I think all the excitement following the head injury just took a toll on her and she had to stop and rest at some point." She nods and says "ah that could definitely be it. Thank you for taking such good care of my baby." I hum in acknowledgment. "I wouldn't have it any other way." I say happily. After a minute of comfortable silence I ask "what was for dinner? It really smells good." Mrs. Winters chuckles "chicken and dumplings with green beans." I hum in appreciation. "If your chicken and dumplings is half as good as Annie's, then I'm sure it is amazing." I say jokingly. She laughs at my statement and says "half as good? Sweetie, she got her recipe from me. She got most of her recipes from me actually. It's part of being from the south." I nod and smile in understanding. We finish up the dishes and I sit at the island as she makes me a plate. While the food is reheating she pours me a glass of sweet tea. "Annie told me how much you like your sugar intake and caffeine, so I'm sure you love sweet tea." Mrs. Winters says teasingly. I laugh and nod. "Annie sometimes makes sweet tea in DC, but she mainly sticks to Diet Coke and water. I think she watches her sugar intake and her diet just in general more than I do." Mrs. Winters hums in affirmation and nods. "Anneliese was always heavier than all the other girls when she was growing up. When she moved away I think she found solace in having control in the gym and in her diet. Don't get me wrong she still has that sweet tooth and southern taste buds, but she lost weight when she left this town. It's like she shed her skin and started a new life. Like a butterfly or something." Mrs. Winters says in contemplation. The microwave beeps and she gets the food out and serves it to me. I take a fork and gently push it around the plate, trying to get it to cool faster. "Annie doesn't talk much about growing up here. She talks about bullies and the good parts about growing up in this house, but I don't hear much about her school experience." I say in response. Mrs. Winters hums in acknowledgment, hands warming on the mug of tea in her hands. "Annie was a target for most of the kids in school. She was naive and sweet. Too kind, too generous. A lot of kids would take advantage of that kindness and generosity." Mrs. Winters says without looking up. I nod in understanding. I clear my throat after swallowing my first bite of food. "I met these girls today that Annie went to high school with, Rachel and Morgan?" I say between bites. Mrs. Winters chuckles. "They were the worst when it came to bullying Anneliese. She never wanted to stand up to them. She was too afraid to make waves and make things worse." Mrs. Winters says while stirring her tea. I stop eating and then begin to chuckle. "Well you can't say that anymore. She let them have it today. Everything she said was valid. She didn't lose who she was, just finally quit taking their treatment." I tell her. Mrs. Winters smiles happily. "I think you're the best thing that could've happened for her, Spencer. She never would've done something like that without your support." She beams. I say in response "I don't know how true that is. Annie is one of the strongest people I've ever met." Mrs. Winters hums in acknowledgement of my statement. She then says "Maybe if you stick around long enough we can figure out if it's you or her that makes the difference." I chuckle and nod before saying "Well, I intend to stick around for the rest of my life. If she will have me." Mrs. Winters nods and laughs happily. "I'm happy to hear it. You are welcome here and in this family any time, Spencer. We've really enjoyed having you here." Mrs. Winters says with a big smile. I smile back and respond "thank you for your hospitality and warm welcome. I had a great time. It was my first real family centered Christmas and I really enjoyed it." Mrs. Winters gives a sad smile, nodding, before saying "I'm glad we could be a good example for you. Honestly this family is so crazy I'm surprised we didn't have an injury or anything while you were here for your first family Christmas." I chuckle and go to respond before I hear Annie screaming in her bedroom. My eyes widen as I quickly jump from the seat and run to the bedroom. She's screaming words I can't fully make out and crying. I learned from last time to wake her from the side. I lean over the side of the bed and gently shake her. "Annie, it's me. It's Spencer. You're having a bad dream. Wake up, Annie." She wakes up and looks terrified like a caged animal as she sits up in a panic. I sit somewhat defensively until she realizes where she is. She looks at me, eyes brimming with tears. I open my arms to her and she falls into them, letting the tears flow. Mrs. Winters had followed, like any good mother would. She comes to the other side of the bed and gently says "Annie, you used to have those nightmares all the time when you were in high school. Did they not go away during college or anything?" Annie shakes her head and sniffles. Mrs. Winters looks concerned "baby, why didn't you say anything. We could have taken you to a sleep specialist or something." Annie shakes her head and says "I think it's mainly from the attack and the exhaustion that came from Christmas they aren't a common every night thing. Right Spence?" I look at Mrs. Winters and nod, saying "they're only once a month now, if that." Mrs. Winters looks skeptical of the statement, but nods without fight. She then looks at Annie with a soft smile and says "well you slept right through dinner, baby, do you want me to bring you some dinner? You can eat in here if you want." Annie sniffles and looks at her mom before quickly looking down again and nods. Mrs. Winters gingerly rubs Annie's arm before she leaves to go fix her a plate. After a minute, Annie's sniffles are nearly gone. "What was it about this time, Annie?" I ask carefully. She sniffles and clears her throat. "Same as always. I just wish it would stop altogether." She says in exasperation. I hum in agreement and rub her back. We sit in silence for a minute or two before Mrs. Winters returns with the food and a glass of tea for Annie. Annie smiles softly and takes the food, saying thank you in a quiet voice. Mrs. Winters stands for a second, as if deciding what to say. "Let me know if there's anything we can do, sweetie." Mrs. Winters says with concern. Annie nods and thanks her before her mom leaves the room. Annie puts the food on the night stand and leans back against the headboard. I gently rub her leg, trying to comfort her. She sits in silence for a bit. "Annie you should eat something, you haven't eaten anything since lunch this afternoon. It'll probably help." I say softly after a beat of silence. She nods as she zones back in and then reaches for the plate. She takes a few bites and asks "are you going to eat?" I smile at her and nod. "I already ate," I say softly. She gives me a quizzical look. "How long were you awake before I woke up?" She asks before taking another bite. "Only about 30 minutes." I tell her. She nods and continues eating quietly. I continually try to comfort her by rubbing her leg or her feet. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed with my legs hanging off and her feet in my lap. I'm just trying to comfort her by being here. She is nearly finished with her food when I ask "do you want to talk about it?" She shakes her head no. "I honestly just want to go back to sleep if that's okay?" She asks quietly. I nod "of course baby you don't have to ask if that's okay." She nods and goes to lay back down as I take the dirty plate to the kitchen. Mrs. Winters is sitting at the island with her tea and reading a book. I quietly take the plate to the sink and wash it before loading it into the dishwasher with the fork. Mrs. Winters looks up and smiles at me. She says "thank you, Spencer. I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but you don't have to do that. You're a guest here." I nod as I say "I would rather not add more to your to do list, Mrs. Winters." She chuckles softly and shakes her head. "Spencer, you can call me Lauren. I'm very happy my baby has found such a wonderful man. You take such good care of her and I can see how much you love her." She says warmly. I nod and say "I do love her. More than anything else." She smiles and nods. "I know. She's probably waiting on you." I laugh and nod as I move to leave the room. "Honestly she's probably already fallen back asleep." I say with a chuckle. I walk back into the bedroom and find my suspicions confirmed. I quietly shut the door before grabbing my laptop and getting in to my side of the bed. I decide to check my work email for the first time in days. I'm not very fond of electronics but I was given this laptop by the bureau for work, and some personal, use. I get a few things done for work that I've missed since I left for vacation. I look over to see Annie fast asleep, slightly snoring. I decide to make a phone call while she's sleeping and quietly exit the bed before grabbing my phone and leaving the room. I try to find a quiet and private room away from everybody else. I decide on the laundry room by the garage. I dial Penelope. It rings three times before her bubbly voice floats through the speaker by my ear. "Merry Christmas my good doctor, how may I be of service?" I smile at the warm familiarity of her cheerful and unique greetings. I chuckle and say "uhh hey Garcia, I need you to run a background check on somebody for me, please." She says "my dear Spencer working on the holidays naughty naughty. What's the name?" I smile at her antics. "His name is Harrison James, He's from Annie's hometown in Tennessee." I say quietly. Garcia chuckles "oh Spencer is this phone call a secret from Annie? What are you hiding?" I scoff "I am not keeping secrets from Annie. This guy just gave her a lot of grief when she was younger and a run in with him today really shook her up. That's all." Garcia hums "so she does know about this phone call?" I sigh with exasperation. "No, she doesn't. She's asleep. I don't think she wants me meddling I just want to keep her safe." Garcia hums again before she says "sweet Spencer. Okay well I don't have a whole lot of information on him. He's a pharmacist and grew up in the area and currently lives there now. Had a couple part time jobs before going to college. He went to a university a few hours away and was in a fraternity." After a beat Garcia continues "oh no. It looks like he racked up quite a few sexual assault charges. They were all later dropped. Around the same time some major withdrawals were made from his bank account." I think for a second "Garcia, is that account a joint account with somebody else?" I hear her nails clicking on the keyboard as she searches for the information. She says "aha yes a Dr. Thomas James is on the account, too." I immediately say "so he's getting his father to pay off his sexual assault victims so they drop the charges. Did any of the girls ever provide any evidence or statements?" Penelope hums as she types. She then says "no the only thing we have is that they all took place at the fraternity house." I nod. "So we don't have any other information on him." Penelope responds "any information other than the guy is a sleazeball grosser than week old sushi? No nothing solid." I sigh in disappointment before saying "can you just set up something to keep tabs on him? He just really upset Annie today and I want to get ahead of this in case it ever turns into anything." Penelope hums an affirmative response "absitively posoloutely. Give Annie big hugs from me. And don't worry I will keep this between us until it becomes something bigger to worry about my dear friend." I quietly say my thanks before getting off the phone and heading back to Annie. Thankfully it doesn't look like anybody was able to overhear. I would've stepped outside but the house alarm was set and I don't know the code. I go to the bathroom to do my nightly routine before heading back to our bedroom. I find Annie still fast asleep in bed. I lock the door behind me before changing my clothes and climbing back in bed with her. I fall asleep, happily wrapping her in my arms.

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~Annie's POV~

Spencer and I eat breakfast and lunch with my family before we head back to DC the next day. There are a few tears shed when my parents dropped us off at the airport, but I am happy to be getting back to DC and to Ryder. When we get off the plane and head to baggage claim Morgan is there waiting for us. I smile big and walk quickly to hug him. Morgan hugs me back and says "whoa whoa wait lemme see that bruise you got you little badass." I move my headband out of the way and laugh as I say "it's almost fully gone now, Derek, I'm fine." Derek laughs "I know you're fine and I'm so damn proud of you! You held your own and defended yourself." I chuckle shyly and Spencer says "don't be shy you handled yourself really well. I do still think you should get some self defense lessons from Morgan. It couldn't hurt." Derek nods "pretty boy is right. You can never be too prepared. Anyway, how was the rest of the trip?" I smile brightly "it was absolutely wonderful. Spencer and my family get along so well. It couldn't have gone any better." I smile and lean up to give Spencer a quick peck on the lips which he returns. We continue chatting as we wait for our bags. We get our bags and follow Morgan to where his car is parked in short term parking. Spencer tells me to sit in the front seat again and I choose to listen without argument. Spencer and Morgan catch up mostly on the drive back to our apartment. After a minute I turn to Spencer "when are we picking up Ryder?" Spencer says "tomorrow. We can pick him up any time tomorrow they said so you can sleep in even though you slept all day yesterday." I nod and chuckle "Spencer you saw how draining my family is. I needed that sleep." Spencer laughs "I think we both need sleep and some time to recuperate." Derek says "well will we see you both at the team Christmas party the night after tomorrow?" I smile brightly "wouldn't miss it for the world, Der Bear." Derek groans "you know I wouldn't be doing that if I were you since I'll be in charge of your self defense classes." Spencer smiles and laughs behind me and I just roll my eyes at the two of them. We pull up to our apartment and Spencer and I get out. Morgan offers to help us with our bags and we decline his offer, just ready to get upstairs to our own apartment. Morgan nods and drives off after we get inside. As we make our way to the elevator Spencer asks me "how are you feeling? Think you're fully healed now?" I nod. "I feel a lot better. The headaches are gone now and everything. Just tired sometimes, but that's probably just from traveling honestly." Spencer nods as the elevator opens to our floor. He asks "you had a nice nap on the plane though, are you feeling tired now?" I shrug "I don't feel as tired as I have been, but I don't think I could run a marathon right now or anything." Spencer nods as he gets his keys out to unlock the apartment. We walk inside and I set my bags down by the door and kick off my shoes and socks. Before I can take another step Spencer grabs me and pushes me into the door. It wasn't quite as hard as in the past probably due to my injury. He presses me into the door and says in my ear as he draws circles with his thumbs into my sides "don't think I didn't see you roll your eyes in the car, princess." I moan at his words and try to catch my breath. Before moving further he asks "is this okay? What's your color?" I smile and say "mm hmm so fucking green, Spence." He smiles a devious smile and nods. He captures my lips in a rough kiss that gets heated fast. "I've missed this so much. I can't wait to make you scream my name again." Spencer says after pulling away from the kiss. I bite my lip in anticipation of his words. He gives me a sly smirk and swiftly picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, carrying me back to our bedroom. I'm holding on tight and giggling the whole time. I hear Spencer laughing too and he smacks my ass when I try to protest the carrying. He tosses me down on the bed, more gently than he probably would have before the accident, I'm giggling the whole time. He's laughing at my giggling and says "you shouldn't be laughing so much you're in trouble for rolling your eyes at me." I continue laughing and so does Spencer. I say "we can have rough sex and still laugh, bubs." Spencer throws his head back in laughter at my statement and nods. "If that's what you want, princess." I smile and nod as I bite my lip. He leans down to kiss me. As he does this he also trails his hands under my shirt and starts to tug it up and over my head. We break apart to get the shirt over my head and I move my hands behind my back to unhook my bra. Spencer continues kissing me and tugs my leggings down as I try to tug his t shirt over his head. I kick my leggings the rest of the way off as he removes his shirt. I slowly move back to lay on the pillows of the bed that was never made before we left in such a hurry for our trip. Spencer drops his pants to the floor and climbs up the bed to hover above me. I wrap my arms around his neck and smile, giggling softly. Spencer laughs at my giggling. "It's getting very difficult to be serious with you, Annie." He says through his own laughter. I laugh harder and say "I told you we don't have to be serious, Spence. Let's just have fun and be as loud as we want for the first time in like a week." Spencer chuckles "really for the first time in about two weeks. God I've missed you." I smile and nod "I've missed you, too. I've missed this kind of fully private intimacy." Spencer hums in agreement as he trails kisses along my neck and jaw. I hum in pleasure at the feeling. He trails his lips back up to mine and kisses me deeply. I tangle my hands in his hair and moan into the kiss. Spencer takes his hands down to my hips as he kisses down my neck to shoulders and sternum. My breathing picks up. Spencer rubs circles into my hips as he trails his mouth to my breasts. He takes my right nipple into his mouth and caresses the left with his right hand. I moan in pleasure at the sensations. Spencer switches his mouth to my left nipple and plays with my right nipple. I moan loudly at the change in sensations. Spencer moans against me "always so responsive for me." I take in a shaky breath "only for you, daddy." He looks up with a mischievous glint in his eye. He removes his mouth and says "that's my girl." I feel butterflies swell in my stomach at his words. He continues kissing down my body. He reaches the hem of my panties and looks up to ask permission. I giggle "go ahead. I would've stopped you a while ago if I didn't want to do anything." Spencer smiles and pulls my panties down my legs as I lift my hips to help him in the process. He moves his body down the bed, head level with my heat. He loops his arms around my legs and pulls me down slightly towards him. I start giggling again which causes Spencer to laugh, too. He just shakes his head and says "what am I going to do with you, Annie?" I laugh again "hopefully rock my world, Dr. Reid." He laughs again "with pleasure," before diving into my folds. I moan loudly in surprise and tangle my hands into his hair. He continues lapping continuously at my core and snakes a hand around to rub my clit in fast circular motions. I cry out loudly at the added sensations. I feel my release building within me and look to Spencer. He makes eye contact with me and I beg him "please Spencer can I come?" He shakes his head and mumbles "not yet," before getting back to work. I groan in exasperation and try to keep my orgasm at bay. He continues his stimulation of my core as I buck my hips uncontrollably. He holds me down with his arms wrapped around my legs. I have no choice but to absorb the sensations and I can't escape it. I feel tears form in my eyes at the overstimulation. "Spence, please, I can't take it." He takes pity on me and nods, pulling back briefly to say "come." I cry out in pleasure as I feel my orgasm wash over me "thank you-fuck-yes, daddy." I feel myself winding down and the aftershocks start to move through me. Spencer doesn't slow down and it's at this point I can feel the tears on my cheeks. Spencer pulls back, my release all over his mouth and chin. He wipes his mouth on the back of his hand before taking that same hand and lightly caressing my folds. He smiles softly at me and says "can you give me one more?" I'm still breathing heavily as I respond "and then what?" Spencer hums before saying "and then I'm going to fuck you so well you won't be able to remember your name, kitten. That sound good?" I nod and bite my lip in anticipation as I say "yes, sir." He chuckles "good girl." Then with no warning he thrusts two fingers inside of me. I cry out at the intrusion as he begins with a bruising pace. He continues thrusting his fingers in and out of me as he rubs my clit with his thumb. I'm moaning out incoherent words at the pleasure coursing through my body. He hums at the sight of me "that feel good, baby?" I nod and try to speak but all that comes out is nonsensical babbling." Spencer chuckles at my speechlessness and says sweetly "you going to come?" I nod and try again to speak but ultimately fail. He hums and says "go ahead, princess, come for me, baby." I feel my body fall over the edge at his words and convulse at the waves of pleasure washing over me. After Spencer works me through the aftershocks, he lets me come down from the high. All the while he's lightly caressing my body in a caring way and he's whispering sweet nothings of encouragement. I come back down to earth and Spencer pulls me into his arms. I curl into his warm embrace as he pushes my hair out of my face and plants a light kiss on my temple. Spencer hums and asks "check in with me? What's your color?" I hum and say "I'm green. I'm good, Spence." He hums back before saying "if you're tired we can stop, baby." I mumble out a protest and wriggle out of his arms. He chuckles at my stubbornness. I look at him a bit defiantly and say "I believe you said you would fuck me so good I couldn't remember my name." He chuckles and says "no, I said I would fuck you so well you couldn't remember your name. Correct grammar is important, Annie." I groan "Spence, talking about grammar really kills the mood." With that he pins me down and kisses me deeply. He asks "am I still killing the mood?" I shake my head. He chuckles "ready for me baby?" I hum and say "yes, Spence, please fuck me already." He chuckles and says "as you wish" as he lines up at my entrance and pushes into me. I groan in pleasure and Spencer does the same. He stills, letting me adjust, after he's fully sheathed within me. He asks "you okay?" I nod a yes to him which he accepts. Spencer begins thrusting in and out of me at a fast pace as I claw my nails down his back and lock my ankles around his back. He continues to pick up speed as I moan Spencer's name in pleasure. He groans at that and says "at least you can remember my name." I ramble out incoherent words again as Spencer loops a hand around to rub my clit again. I jump at the sensitivity from my two previous orgasms. He coordinates his thrusts with the movements of his hand and I feel myself nearing my release for the third time. I can tell by how sloppy his thrusts are getting that he's nearing his end as well. I look up at him and say in a raspy voice "can I come, daddy?" He groans and nods "yes, princess, come with me." I splinter around him as I feel him cum inside of me, my body squeezing every last drop out of him. He groans in pleasure and slows to a stop inside of me. I pull him down to kiss me and he kisses me back with passion. When we pull apart we are panting for breath and I smile and chuckle at him. He moves the hair out of my face once again and I say "I love you, Spencer." He gives me one more sweet kiss and says "I love you, too, Annie." We rest in each other's embrace for a minute before he says "okay, let's get cleaned up." I groan in protest "Spencer, how do you expect me to move after all of that?" He chuckles and smirks, proud of himself. He tells me to stay where I am and he gets a warm washcloth to clean me up like always. After he's done he says "why don't you go pee and then you can take a hot bath?" I nod, deciding that arguing with him is pointless. I do as he suggested and wait for the bathtub to fill up. Spencer leaves and returns with my shower stuff before helping me in the bathtub. I smile blissfully at him once I'm settled and say "thank you for taking care of me." He hums "I wouldn't have it any other way. Now relax and I'll start unpacking." I nod as he leaves the room. I sit there in the warm bath, soothing my sore body, and count my blessings.