“Oh god, Ash.” I moan as she pushes me roughly against the wooden door. Her hands touching me everywhere except the places I want them, he soft lips moving forcefully against my own.

“Spence.” She whispers as she starts smoothly gliding her fingers over my abs. They aren’t as toned as hers, but damn, she sure as hell makes them feel good.

I let out a content sigh as she plays across my stomach; it’s creating a fire that would keep an army warm. “Ashley, please…”

She moves her mouth to my ear, putting a thigh between my legs. She pushes up as she asks, “please what?”

I let out a loud moan and I feel my head hit the door behind me, my eyes rolling back. I don’t verbally tell her what I want, I can’t verbally tell her. I tug on her top and she rips it off. She does the same to me, only she pulls it off, her hand sliding deliciously up my arms and back down, following a symmetrical trial in between my breast, around the bottom and over them.

She moves her mouth to my neck, sucking on my most sensitive area there; I know it will leave a mark. As she does this I don’t even realise my bra has been unhooked and is now scattered on the floor somewhere.

I use all my strength to push her towards the bed. On our small journey there she undoes my jean button and zip, pulling roughly on my hips making them bang into her. Our lips joined together once again in a sloppy kiss.

We topple over the school bag I left there earlier and Ashley falls over with a ‘shit’, but it just makes it easier for me. Her legs are open just over shoulders width, she’s sitting up on her elbows, her hair that was in a bun earlier has now got reddish-brown locks falling down her perfect face, and they way she’s looking at me… oh my god… if there is any way that would describe it… ‘fuck me’ eyes times ten.

I always give her what she wants.

I crawl over onto her, grabbing her face and brining her in for another searing kiss. Nothing is gentle about tonight. She starts sliding up so her head is against the headboard.