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    After Prom… – (Chapter: “It’s not that I don’t love you, it’s that I love her more.”)

     

                    Sensing that I was close, Carmen redoubled her efforts. She added another finger and stroked my clit with her tongue. I rched my back upa gianst the wall. “Fuck, oh yeah I’m gonna cum..” I gasped. It was only going to take another thrust with her fingers and another 1 or 2 strokes of her tongue. She removed my clit from her mouth and then blew on it as she slammed hard into me one more time. “ooohhh.. CARRRRRRMMMMMEEEENNNN..” I moaned, dragging her name out. She then lapped up all my juiced and cum from my inner thighs, my folds, and my pussy. She sucked on my labia, causing my hips to jerk a little involuntarily. “MMM..” I groaned in satisfaction. “That was sooooooo good. You’re amazing.” I said, pulling her up to her feet, kissing her on the lips and tasting myself. “I love you.” She whispered, as she ran her hands through my blond tresses. “I love you too, Carm.” I said, kissing her on the forehead. “I really have to go now, though. I’ll call you later tonight.” I promised. “Don’t forget.” She warned. “I won’t!” I yelled as I went downstairs.

     

                    I showed up at Ashley’s doorstep at around 7. She opened the door and eyed me in an almost irritated manner. “Come in.” she sighed, going upstairs already. I followed her up and into her room. I sat down on her bed while she stood up, pacing around her room, as though anxious and scared. Ashley is never anxious and scared around anyone. Except me. She always has that fearless bad girl façade in front of the world. But she doesn’t hide behind it with me. Because I can see right through it. It makes me feel bad to know that she allows herself to be vulnerable only around me. I alone can hurt her more than anyone else can. And that scares me. I bit and chewed my bottom lip, not knowing where to begin. It was she who broke the silence first. “Spencer, I know I’ve screwed up with our relationship by being with that dickhead Aiden after prom, but please, hear me out. I was confused. It’s you that I want, you whom I love, and nobody else. I want you back, and I hope that I’ve proved my love to you. I promise, Spence, I won’t ever break your heart again. Which is why I’m asking you to break up with Carmen and start over with me. I need you, Spencer. We were made for each other, can’t you see?” she said, pleading with me to understand.

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    1. I swear someone needs to beat the shit out of Aiden to the point he can’t remember his own name! I’m glad Spencer took Ashley into her arms…she definitely still madly in love with that girl. I’m so looking forward to your next and final update before the season 3 opener. Awesome storytelling!

    2. great job…I’m happy that Spashley is..kinda getting back together and are working on their problems. I hope that they stay together. PMS! Again, great job, this story is wonderful.

    3. I swear someone needs to beat the shit out of Aiden to the point he can’t remember his own name! I’m glad Spencer took Ashley into her arms…she definitely still madly in love with that girl. I’m so looking forward to your next and final update before the season 3 opener. Awesome storytelling!

    4. great job…I’m happy that Spashley is..kinda getting back together and are working on their problems. I hope that they stay together. PMS! Again, great job, this story is wonderful.

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