Chapter Two

Spencer and I are sprawled across my bed, wrapped up in each others arms, our tongues still writhing against each other.  I place my hand on the side of her face and run my thumb across her cheek. The skin there burns beneath my fingers and her lips curl into a kiss.  I can’t help the small giggle that erupts from my mouth at this, and Spencer can’t either.  Soon our lips are just pressed together as we laugh, her hands gripping my hips.  The harder we laugh, the tighter her grasp on me becomes, and when it starts to hurt I try to wriggle out of her grip.  When I do this, my knee slips between her legs and crashes into her center (rather unexpectedly), causing her back to arch up from the bed and her to gasp loudly.  I pull up some, not knowing what she wants, and I close my eyes, just reveling in the way her breaths are harsh and warm on my face.  She smells like summertime and every other time of year that sends me running in fits of happiness.

Her breaths start to slow some and I’m actually afraid to open my eyes.  I close them tighter and just drop my head onto her shoulder.  She immediately brings her hands to the back of head and starts to rake her fingers through my brown curls.  I just sigh into her neck.  She makes me feel something I’ve never felt before. 

“Ash are you okay?” she whispers into my ear and I don’t answer.  I just hold her tighter in my arms.  “Look…we don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to do,” she adds.  I look up at this and her eyes are big and scared.  She just keeps running her fingers through my hair and looks into my eyes.  “I just…I thought his was what you wanted…”

I perk up at this.  “I do!  I do want this.”

A small smile creeps onto Spencer’s face and her eyes seem to sparkle for a moment.  “Okay…what now then?”  Her gaze shifts from my lips to my eyes and I blush, embarrassed.

“I’m just a little bit scared,” I mutter.  “I only just met you…and I’ve never done this before…or…felt this before…and I don’t know… I’m a little confused.”