Ashley shook her head softly, “I don’t think you do.” In one quick motion, she flipped Spencer onto her back, causing the blonde girl to let out a startled cry. Ashley knew that Spencer was wet just by the in her eyes. Quickly she removed the blonde’s bra and wasted no time covering one of her breasts with her mouth, the other with her hand.

Spencer’s responses to the brunette’s movements were just as quick. Her back arched into Ashley’s shoulders, Spencer’s hips were making small motions against her. Ashley’s mouth left, Spencer’s breast and traveled downwards along the pale, toned, smooth stomach. She kissed about the thong that was still on, and looked up at Spencer’s face. Ashley saw that Spencer’s face has a small smile that lit up her blue eyes. She slid her tongue along the top of the fabric and just inside, as she continued to watch the expressions change. Ashley was amazed that the different facial changes still made her look hot yet so vulnerable.

Ashley’s fingers tucked inside Spencer’s thong and eased them off slowly. She could hear the blonde let out a soft moan and that made her smile to herself. She was glad to have all of the clothing off of hers and Spencer’s bodies. Ashley started to kiss along the blonde’s waistline, remembering all the curves and where each one led to and what each curve and touch caused her the most pleasure. She felt the girl’s hips gently thrusting under her touch, kissing down one smooth thigh, her fingers traveling up the other.

Spencer held her breath then whimpered hating how Ashley was teasing her yet loving it all the same. “Ash…oh God Ash…please.”

The brunette ignored the pleas that Spencer cried out as she switched her kissing to gentle biting just inside the girl’s thigh. She heard the blonde cry out and bit the same spot again making sure she didn’t hurt her too much but wanting to hear that cry again.

“Christ Ashley…don’t stop…please don’t stop.” Spencer’s pleas were becoming more and more frequent and urgent. She could feel herself heating up more and more. Spencer knew that Ashley wasn’t going to give in just yet, but she had enough of the torturous foreplay. Every time the brunette’s lips came dangerously close to her clit to the point where Spencer could feel her hot breath and she’d moan, Ashley would pull away from her.