So after that Spencer thought it would be best to go for a quick run, and it worked.
She got back to her parents' house feeling better, completely in control.
That all went to hell as soon as she stepped into her bedroom.
Ashley was sitting on her bed in a tack top, her back towards the blonde.
She was moaning as she tried to massage her own shoulder.
Spencer didn't know what to do. "Shit"
The singer turned to her as soon as she heard her speak.
"Thank god you're here!"
Spencer closed the door behind, it's not like she could run anymore. She went to her dresser to pick some clothes, she really needed a shower, all the while she was trying as hard as she could to no look at Ashley.
"Spence! Please, my back hurts already. It will be worse tomorrow. I could really use your hands to relax right now"
The blonde groaned and finally looked at the woman in her bed. "Really?!"
"Come on! Give me a little massage" Whined Ashley.
Spencer was cut off before a sound could leave her lips.
"Pretty please" Added a pouting Ashley.
Alarms were ringing in Spencer's mind. She wanted to keep some distance from Ashley. That was not a good idea.
"I just came back from a run. I'm all sweaty and gross. I need a shower"
"I need a shower too after spending hours cleaning that fucking kitchen and putting up with your mother coming to make sure it was done properly"
Spencer was feeling guilty, she had be punished for protecting her and worst of all she left Ashley alone with her mother.
She sighed "Fine"
"Yes!" Exclaimed Ashley as she took off her top, laid on the bed before untying her bra.
Spencer was sure she would need a very cold shower, all that running for nothing.
She could feel her hear beat too fast, her palms got sweaty and she was getting turned on.
"I'm waiting" Reminded her Ashley.
Spencer cleared her throat. "Sorry. I was just…" She trailed off, not sure how she should finish that sentence.
"There is some lotion in my bag" Pointed the singer.
"Right"
The blonde got to Ashley's bag, she didn't go through all her wife's stuff and found what she was looking for quickly.
She stood in front of the bed for a second. Very slowly she got on her keens on the mattress and got close to Ashley.
She poured some lotion in her hand then rubbed her hands together.
Spencer took a deep breath before touching the other woman's skin.
She was warm and soft, but that was okay, she could control herself.
Ashley was biting her lip, pushing her head into the mattress. She wouldn't hold it anymore and moaned.
Spencer froze for a second. Yep, underwear ruined, check. She took a deep breath. In and out, before going back to the massage.
Rubbing the singer's shoulders was a safe place to put her hands, but Ashley kept on moaning.
Spencer was getting lost in the soft skin under her fingers, getting lower on the back in front of her, low enough to pass part of her fingers under the jean's waistband.
Then she would go back up.
Ashley couldn't help but moan. Strong fingers were kneading her back. Her body was reacting on its own, pushing back against the hands.
She rubbed her thighs together to relieve some pressure. She could feel her nipple get as hard as they could against the sheets as she felt fingertips brush the swell of her breasts when Spencer's hands were in her ribs.
Ashely raised her upper body slightly to get more contact but Spencer pulled away from her chest. She could feel her squirm next to her. She looked over her shoulder to see the blonde with her mouth slightly opened, eyes captivated by the movements of her own hands.
She was turned in a weird position though.
"You know it would be easier for you to just straddle me" Ashley was surprise at her own husky voice.
Spencer's hands stopped and she looked up. She looked into Ashley's eyes a got lost for a moment.
"I…I…don't think that's a good idea" Stammered the blonde.
"Look at the way you are twisted to reach by back"
"I…" Spencer looked at the singer's butt, round and firm. Crap. That was not the point.
She was soaked and even if the other woman was wearing jeans she was pretty sure that climbing on her could only make it worse. She'd probably feel it in a matter of minutes.
She cleared her throat and tried again. "I want you to relax, I'm not sure putting my weight on you would really help"
"I don't really want to relax, I don't want my muscles to hurt too much tomorrow. So hop on"
"Ashley…"
"Just straddle me Spencer!" Ordered the brunette.
They both jumped as they heard some kind of weird squeal behind the door, then a voice they both knew. Glen.
"Oh God! I didn't need to hear this!"
Annoyed Spencer yelled "What?!"
"Time to go down for dinner" Was heard through the door.
"We were getting to that before the interruption!" Yelled Ashley back.
Spencer blushed and slapped the singer's back playfully. "Strop being mean to him. She is kidding! We need to take a quick shower and we'll be there!"
"I'm going to be sick" Said Glen as he walked away.
The blonde looked back at Ashley who was cheekily smiling at her.
"We need a quick shower. Together?" She wiggled her eyebrows as she said the last part.
Spencer rolled her eyes, a witty reply that got stuck in her throat as Ashley turned on the bed. Bra barely hanging and barely covering her chest, on which Spencer's gaze was.
"Wanna take it off?" Asked Ashley.
Spencer looked up into her wife's eyes and saw something she didn't expect.
Neither of them moved.
"You are setting the pace" Said Ashley.
After a moment that seemed very long for Ashley but too short of Spencer. The singer spoke again.
"You don't have to if you don't want to Spence"
Ashley sat down, holding the bra to her chest before clasping it in the back. Not able to look at Spencer as she did so.
She was going to get up to head to the bathroom when she felt a hand on her bare shoulder.
She gulped as she looked up.
Spencer had a sweet smile on her face. The hand on her shoulder slipped up, along her neck until it reached the back of her head and pulled her forward. Not that she would have moved away.
The blonde slowly leaned closer, looking up at Ashley's eyes before their lips touched.
The soft kissed turned hard. Their bodies moved until their chests touched.
Spencer pulled back and looked at Ashley's face carefully.
The singer was in her own world and let out a sighed.
The blonde smiled again before she gave Ashley a quick peck on the lips.
"Now go take a shower. I'll go right after you" Said Spencer.
Ashley groaned as she let her head fall in the crook of the blonde's neck.
Spencer chuckled before giving a peck on Ashley's neck, smirking as she felt the smaller woman shiver.
As soon as she was fully clothed Spencer went back to her room to get Ashley. She was pretty sure the singer didn't join the rest of her family alone.
She found her pacing.
"Everything is okay?" Enquired Spencer.
"Yeah, yeah. I just…" She walked up to Spencer. "I don't want to put any kind of pressure on you or anything, but… I'm not sure how I should act around you. I mean…what kind of kiss was that? Was it just fun? Does that mean what I hope it does? Or do…"
Spencer stopped her by kissing her.
"I'm willing to give it a try if you are"
Ashley sighed before speaking "Thank god!"
Spencer grabbed Ashley's hand and pulled her behind her.
"We've taken long enough. Mom is going to be pissed if we take more time"