A/N: So some of you liked my story and wanted me to continue. So here is some more for ya'll.

Ashley POV:

It is a beautiful Saturday afternoon. And here I am over at Spencer's house trying to get her to come out of the closet. No pun intended. Spencer has been cleaning house all day and hasn't even looked my way. Stupid chores, who even does chores anyway. Maybe the next time Spencer has to do chores, I'll lend her my maid for the day. So anyway, she is now cleaning out her closet. Throwing closes here and there. She even hit me in the face with an old pair of her jeans, which had a belt still on them. She didn't care that busted my lip on them. She just kept throwing things out of the damn closet.

Right now I'm down stairs on the couch, out of danger. Nursing a busted lip and watching a stupid daytime movie. I couldn't even tell what it is about. I think Jack Nicoles is in it. I think Spencer tried to get me to watch this one time. Anywho, speak of the devil; here she comes walking down the stairs right now. She walking closer and closer, and when I think she is actually going to come and sit by me, she walks in to the kitchen. Whatever, she is doing it on purpose. Just because the bus driver saw us the other night, doesn't give her the right to just ignore me, right?

Well today isn't the first day she has ignored me completely. She has kept it up all week since the incident on the bus. But I know eventually she will cave and come sit and talk and love on me again. I mean come on who can resist me this long. Well here she comes again. She is walking towards the living room and…. Bingo! She plops her ass down by me. Well not quiet by me; a couple feet away actually. She is still not looking at me.

"I love this movie." She of course takes the remote from me and turns up the tv. I let out a pitiful sigh and throw my head on the back of the couch.

Did I just hear Spencer giggle at me? And now she is up again. She heads toward the bathroom. When she comes back, she is closer to me. She thinks she is so smooth. Now, it's my turn to get up. I go to the kitchen and get a bottle of water. This time when I sit down, I close the gap, and Spencer puts her head on my shoulder.

"Are you done being mad at me?" Shit, I think I said the wrong thing cause she glares at me and sits back up. "Nice Ashley, just make her more mad."

"I'm sorry Spencer. I just don't see what the big deal is. It's not like you will see the same bus driver twice in LA." She still is ignoring me.

I lean in and kiss her cheek. And she is trying not to smile. I kiss her again but at the corner of her mouth. She turns her head and gives me a chaste kiss on the lips and turns around again. I turn her face to me and kiss her. This time she doesn't turn away, so I deepen the kiss more. I feel her tongue on my lip so I open my mouth a little for her. Our tongues glide together as our hands start moving around each others bodies. Spencer starts pushing me onto my back, but I stop her.

"What's wrong Ash?"

"I don't want anyone to walk in your house and see us on the couch."

"Wanna go to my room?"

"Actually, I was thinking somewhere else."

"Like where?"

"Ashley, No!"

"Why not?"

"Because it's gross!"

"So was Glen and Madison doin it in my pool. Come on it's payback for all the mean and gross things he has done to you. Besides, you just cleaned his bed stuff anyway."

"Fine, but on one condition. I get to use the new toy you bought me on you."

"Ok." She goes back into her room while I sit down on Glen's bed. It's not as comfortable as Spencer's bed. Payback's a bitch. She comes back with the strap-on and harness I bought her a couple weeks ago.

She locks the door and sets the strap-on on Glen's nightstand. Spencer is walking over to me. She straddles my thighs. Pulling by the face, she kisses me hard. I almost fall backwards from the impact of her lips. It takes me a couple of seconds, but I start kissing her back just as hard. Our tongues meet again as we try to dominate the other. My hand moves under her tank top to her stomach. I feel her muscles tighten to a quick second before relaxing under my touch. She threads her hands through my hair and pulls me closer to her. I remove her tank and throw it somewhere, hopefully somewhere where we can find it later. She does the same to my t-shirt. I lean forward to capture her lips, but am pushed back on my back. Spencer stands up and removes my pants then removes her own as well. She moves back on the bed to hover over me. She leans down and kisses me slow and passionately. My hands run up the length of her back then back down to unhook her bra. The straps fall down her arms. She removes it and throws it I the direction of everything else.

"Move up." I do as told moving closer to the headboard.

Spencer moves with me. Before I resettle into the bed, she removes my bra and tosses it aside. I flip her onto her back. I kiss her neck, down her chest, and take her left nipple into my mouth. I nibble on it and she arches her back and hisses. I do the same to her right nipple. Spencer runs her hands from my neck and laces them in my hair keeping my head there. Kissing to part between her breasts, I make my way further down her torso. I get to her naval and kiss around it. My tongue quickly darts out of my mouth and into her belly button. Spencer moans out and I take my chance to remove her underwear.

She grabs my arms and pulls me up to kiss her. Then she flips us over so she is now straddling my thighs. She takes off my underwear and jumps off the bed. I'm about to protest until I see her putting the harness on. Spencer hops back onto the bed near my feet. She has her hands on my knees trying to pry my thighs open more.

She settles in between my thighs and kisses up from my stomach to my lips. The kiss starts slow then gets more needy. I feel the strap-on move from my thigh to run up my slit. Spencer gently pushes it through my folds to put pressure on my clit. I gasp and pull out of the kiss.

"Oh God, Spence, please." She smiles down at me.

"Please what?"

"Please me! I want to feel it inside me."

Spencer leans sown to kiss me again. She puts more pressure on my clit before moving it down. The strap-on is now at entrance, and I raise my hips to get anything. My hips are pressed back into the bed by Spencer's hand. She bites hard on my lip to show who is in charge. I just relax and wait until she's ready. Suddenly, I feel the strap-on slowly enter me. I whimper at how agonizingly slow she is going. Finally, the whole length of the fake appendage is inside me. And she just stays still. I try to move my hips, but she has a firm grip on them.

"Spencer, stop messing around and fuck me already."

Spencer's lips are on mine again. I feel her pull the attachment out and suddenly thrust it back into me. She keeps a slow, steady pace. Once she lets off my hips a little, I start thrusting my hips back into her. She pulls out of the kiss, leans down and kisses and sucks on my pulse point. I run my hands up her back to rest at her shoulder blades. With ever thrust with our hips, my breath gets heavier and faster. My fingers grip at her shoulder blades when our thrusts come faster and when she goes deeper inside me.

I flip us so now I'm on top of her and thrusting down on her. She sits up and kisses around my collar bone as I'm riding her. Her hands are running up and down my back while my hands thread through her head. She falls back to the bed pulling me with her.

Spencer flips us over again. My thighs wrap around her waist as she thrusts deeper.

"Oh God! Spencer, I'm so close."

She takes a quick bite at my pulse point. Pumping harder into me, I can feel myself about to explode.

"SPENCER!"

She leaves the cock inside me as I ride out my orgasm.

I walk up to Spencer's house to join her family for Sunday brunch. Spencer answers the door, and I give her a quick kiss on the cheek walking to the dinning room. I see Glen getting antsy from waiting on me to arrive so they could eat. I take my seat across from him and smirk at him

"What?" He asks. And Spencer hit me in the thigh.

"Oh, nothing. How did you sleep last night?" And Spencer can't stop herself from bursting out laughing.

"What is so funny?" Clay asks.

"Oh, nothing."