And on to the next
"Hey have you seen my hood-…" Ashley peaked her head into Spencer's now permanent room just in time to see her stuff a cheeto in her mouth and wipe the crumbs on Ashley's hoodie. "Busted."
Spencer's face grew rosy and she smiled. "Sorry. I'll wash it really quick if you need it." Ashley's gaze was intense whenever she looked at Spencer but neither one would admit what it meant.
"No, you're okay. I'll just wear yours!" With that Ashley ran down the stairs to the laundry room to grab spencer's favorite gothic fairy themed hoodie… one that Spencer absolutely hated to share but would never say no to Ashley if she ASKED to wear it. But since Ashley didn't ask, she jumped up off the bed and ran after the athletic brunette.
Knowing Spencer would corner her in the laundry room if she wasn't fast, she tried to grab the garment and put it on and leave the room all at once. But Spencer was also very athletic. The blonde rounded the corner just in time to hear Ashley squeak and spin around, still trying to put it on. Without thinking the blonde wrapped her arms around the brunette and tried to knock the sweatshirt off her arms that were barely in the sleeves. Ashley was scream-giggling as Spencer tried to tickle her. Ashley spun around in Spencer's arms. The blonde without thinking picked her up to disorient her and stepped toward the washer. Ashley landed sitting on the washer with her knees on either side of Spencer's hips.
Neither noticed the hoodie was missing.
Spencer's eyes were smoldering cerulean and Ashley's eyes were almost red. The desire was tangible and for the first time the girls were desperately looking for a reason to not continue… to not lean in and take what they both so desperately wanted. The eyes searched in each other for the 'No' that ALWAYS seemed to be there… until now.
No more. Ashley was done tiptoeing around touches and lingering stares. No more.
No more. Spencer was out of reasons to say no. So she leaned forward.
And so did Ashley.
The touch was gentle but the passion of the building fire roared into it with everything both girls had. Suddenly, both girls were in a race… desperately making up for all the almosts and near misses. Both with so much to prove and neither willing to stop until it was proven.
Spencer gripped Ashley's hips low and rough and in a possessive caress as she guided her closer to herself. Ashley instinctively, and as if rehearsed, wrapped her legs around Spencer's hips and wrapped her arms around her neck. And in one swift movement, the brunette tightened her legs and the blonde lifted, carrying Ashley out of the laundry room. Neither girl broke the kiss. Ashely was surprised in the back of her mind at Spencer's strength as she ascended the stairs without a single stumble. Spencer couldn't make it to her room in the back right corner of the hallway, so she went into Ashley's at the immediate right. The door was closed but both of their minds linked and Ashley's knowing hand grabbed the door knob before her back even touched it.
The door swung open and Spencer put Ashley sitting down with one swift movement and began working at the hoodie she was wearing. In a half second it was over her head and on the floor.
Ashley ran her hands up and down Spencer's stomach beneath the hem of the sport bra that was now exposed. Their stares would have set fire to dried grass if put in those conditions. These looks were exclusive and both girls felt the weight of what they were silently asking each other and for the first time, neither cared how heavy it was. They were there together and that was all that mattered.
Ashley moved first as she stood, staring now at Spencer's abs. Spencer tilted her head to the side in time to see the shy look in Ashley expression. She lightly touched the brunettes exposed hips above the athletic shorts she was wearing and below the hem of her ruffled and lifted shirt.
The desperate passion had subsided because they both knew… they were doing this together and there was no more need to try to take what they wanted… each was willing to give it…
"Are you okay?" Spencer's voice was gentle and course all at once and it sent chills down Ashley's skin. Even in this moment, with the passion laced in her voice, she still considered the woman in front of her.
"Never been better." With that Ashley's smile illuminated Spencer from the inside out as she stepped into the inch of space between them. Her movements made Ashley press into her as Spencer carefully cradled her down onto the bed. Spencer was very mindful of her weight so she lowered Ashley onto her back but kept her weight on her hands and knees. She carefully kneeled one knee between Ashley's and it gave her a beautiful view.
Ashley began to grow self-conscious. She tried to cover her stomach but spencer stopped her hands. Their eyes were locked.
"Never have I felt before…
A secret more desperate to keep
Than the way my heart soars
When you touch me."
Ashley's eyes instantly changed color to the lightest brown Spencer had ever seen. A tear escaped down her cheek and the blonde instinctively kissed it away. The brown eyes flutter shut at the gesture. Spencer's confession in the poem made Ashley realize this moment was destined to happen. And the fear she had melted away.
The brunette brought herself up onto her elbows and kissed Spencer with every ounce of confidence she had that they were meant to do this. Spencer reacted by wrapping her arm around Ashley's waist and brought her to a sitting position. She pulled away.
Ashley kept eye contact as she removed her t-shirt. Spencer leaned back onto her heels and took in the brunette in front of her. Ashley removed her leg from under spencer and made enough room for her to move closer… between her strong legs.
Spencer moved and came closer to Ashley. Keeping eye contact Spencer used her hands to run up Ashley's sides. Ashley could hardly keep her eyes open but she did so that she didn't miss the blonde in any way. Spencer's eyes followed her hands as she ran them over every part of Ashley's torso, avoiding the sport bra she was wearing. Spencer's eyes found Ashley's. Slowly Spencer lowered herself to Ashley's neck and began to lightly kiss and suck at her jaw bone and trailed down to her pulse point. She was careful not to leave a mark. Ashley's moan was in her ear and she moaned in response. Both were breathing heavily already. Spencer stumbled upon Ashley's sensitive point and it caused her back to arch up into Spencer. Spencer steadied her and brought herself down on top of her best friend who was ever so much more.
Ashley gasped as Spencer moved from her neck to her collar bone. Spencer carefully stopped and found the brunettes heavy brown eyes. Ashley knew what she was asking.
Ashley shook her head yes to Spencer's silent question. As she went to take the cloth off herself, Spencer's hands made and appearance. She guided Ashley's hands to the bottom of her own bra and placed her hands on Ashley's. Slowly and carefully they undressed each other. They bared themselves to each other at the same time. And both girls instantly knew… they could no longer hold back.
Ashley gently and quickly pushed Spencer back in a fierce kiss. Spencer pulled her completely down on top of herself by means of Ashley's waist band. Ashley let out a growl as Spencer flipped them over. She was definitely much stronger than she looked.
Ashley could feel Spencer trying not to grind against her so she took matters into her own hands. She wrapped her legs around Spencer's hips and pulled her into her. Spencer whimpered and slid against Ashley. Ashley sucked in a gasp and her eyes rolled back into her head. Spencer began a rhythm as she began to feel Ashley's body heat rise. This was it.
Spencer couldn't hold back anymore. She kissed Ashley roughly but carefully. Her hands slipped into the waist band of Ashley's shorts to remove the offending cloth, careful to leave her boy shorts in place. Spencer's dominance drove the force of the brunette's need between her legs and she knew Spencer could tell. Spencer's demeanor changed again and she was gentle and deliberate as her lips and tongue trailed down Ashley's body. She took one of Ashley's breasts into her mouth, making the already hard center darker and swollen. But that wasn't what made Ashley gasp for a second time. It was swift way spencer's gentle fingers flicked at her deepest point of passion. Her boy shorts had been pushed to the side without her knowledge and she had never known the pleasure just one of spencer's fingers was bringing her. She was moaning uncontrollably and Spencer was falling in love with the sound. So, she pushed into her with a slick motion, loving how no lubrication was needed…
Ashley's head went back and her eyes rolled. That was when it happened. Spencer knew she would never need to hear another woman's voice say her name the way Ashley let the sound, gruff and laced in desire, need... and what Spencer could only hope… love. She ducked down just before Ashley's release and pulled the cloth further over and tasted the greatest love she'd ever known. She couldn't help the guttural moan that escaped at the taste; the vibration of it on Spencer's tongue did it for Ashley. Her body rocked into Spencer as she cleaned Ashley of her passion. Ashley's orgasm exploded through her as her hands tangled into Spencer's waves as her body shook.
Oh God! Oh my God! Spence! Uhhh! I lo-… Oh uh! She wasn't even sure if she was talking out loud or not… but she caught herself before it slipped. She rode out the waves of her orgasm and settled into a peace her body had never felt. Spencer gently cleaned her and came up to lie beside her. She had heard the almost slip of Ashley's confession and that had been enough for her. She knew, without a doubt in her mind, she was the first person Ashley had ever made love with. She held Ashley and felt Ashley's breathing even out. She thought she was asleep…
"That was…" her voice was still breathless. "… I don't even know how to describe that." Spencer was smiling at Ashley's obvious discomfort with the "after sex" activities. It usually doesn't get here with her. She would be dressed and out the door by now.
"Are you laughing at me?!" She was up and facing Spencer with a slight smirk on her face. This made Spencer break out a full smile.
"No. But I do find it funny." Ashley was lying on her stomach, propped up on her elbow. She gasped and smacked the blonde but her hand was caught and Spencer let her emotions pour out onto Ashley through her smile and her gentle gaze. She kissed Ashley's hand while she keep eye contact. Ashley instinctively scooted closer to her.
"You don't need to worry about how to be with me… right now." Spencer didn't mean for the double meaning. "You are my best friend and what just happened doesn't change that. You do not need to try to find words to fill an empty space. There is nothing empty here to fill. Sitting for hours on end on the couch with you without saying anything is easy… this can be too. Relax." Ashley stared at her with her head in her free hand as Spencer held on to the other and just looked at her.
"How do you do that?" Ashley's voice was quiet and timid.
"Do what?" Spencer could sense it but wanted to hear it.
"Make me feel so… comfortable. Like I am perfect in everything I do when I know I'm not."
"Because you are perfect to me…" The words came out in a rush. And now that they were said, Spencer didn't know how to take them back or how to read Ashley's expression.
"…I am so beyond broken… before you came, I couldn't be alone with anybody without sleeping with them. I couldn't just be friends with someone… How did you make me do this with you for so long?" Spencer could hear the unasked question in Ashley's words. What happens now?
"I didn't make you do anything. You did that on your own. You aren't broken… You're just a puzzle half finished. And you are missing the other half. We all are. So we spend our lives thinking we are broken when we are just missing pieces of us that are found in others. Don't call yourself broken when you are simply unfished."
Ashley leaned forward and captured Spencer's lips. She quickly mounted her and realized she wasn't ready to be done yet. She also knew that if she stopped she would tell Spencer how terribly she wanted to be the 'missing pieces' to her puzzle… Spencer was hers.
They continued for the rest of the night… talking and not talking. It was fun for both of them. They went from heat and passion to cute and poking fun… to teasing… to pleasing and both girls stayed in it as long as they could. Neither talked about what tomorrow would bring. Neither was ready for that yet. But they knew their friendship would never be the same.
