She rolled slowly until her back was to spencer. Before she could slip out of the bed, however, spencer's arm curled around her waist. Gently, spencer pulled her slowly back against her chest. Ashley didn't protest. She didn't make a sound but simply waited. Looking over her shoulder, she found spencer still asleep.
Spencer whispered something in her sleep and then to ashley's surprise- one of spencer's legs moved, sliding over the top of hers. Ash's boxers had ridden up in the night, and she could feel spencer's warm skin touching her thighs, ashley rolled toward her, not believing what had just happened. Perhaps this was all a dream. But spencer continued to move until ashley found herself lying flat on her back with half of her wife's sleeping body draped over her.
Spencer had moved her leg in between ashley's thighs and ashley dare not to breathe. Scared of what might happen if spencer ever did wake up. How could she had been so stupid into letting spencer sleep in the same bed as her, but she didn't have a choice because kyla did live in the same house as her and she always comes in without knocking on the door and plus spencer was her wife, but this marriage isn't real.
"Spencer," ash whispered softly against spencer's lips.
Spencer's body jerked in her sleep, and the arm that curled around ashley's stomach moved. Ashley felt spencer's hand drop to edge of her boxers. Spencer's leg moved, again, rubbing against the sensitive skin of her bare thigh.
Ashley felt her throat go dry. Her voice was barley audible when she whispered spencer's name again. Spencer didn't awake, but her hand slipped beneath ash's shirt and moved upward with maddening slowness. Along the hollows of her stomach until spencer was cupping her breast.
A dozen times along that slow journey, ashley nearly grabbed spencer's hand, and stopped her. A dozen times, though, she held back, unable to decide what she wanted more to be touched by spencer or stop her.
Ashley's heart was hammering fiercely at the walls of her chest. A tight knot of fire had coiled itself somewhere in her middle, and ashley found herself arching her back ever so slightly, pressing into spencer's hand. The heat awakened by the simple touch, the sensitivity of her body to spencer's caress, thrilled her. She edged closer to spencer, and spencer's hand brushed lighlty across the sensitive part of ashley's breast, making her nipple harden in response. Suddenly ashley knew she didn't want spencer to stop.
"spencer" ashley turned her face to her and brushed her lips against hers. Spencer stretched slightly, and her hand came to life on ashley's body. Spencer ran her fingers down over ash's belly and then up again to explore her breasts, feeling the fullness of one and then traveling to the other.
Her gentle touch was enough to make ashley breathe in sharply. Ash's body was quivering with excitement, and she felt herself growing moist. Spencer seemed to be awakening, but ashley found herself praying desperately that she wouldn't push her way once she opened her eyes.
Ashley kissed her again, this time using her tongue to tease the seam of spencer's lips. Spencer emitted a groan in her sleep, and ashley's shivers gave away to shudders as she felt spencer gently pinch an erect nipple.
Spencer's hand left her breast and moved down her belly to the junction of her thighs, ash's head rolled back on the pillow. She stared at the gray ceiling, and her lips parted slightly.
Instinctively, her hips rose against spencer's hand, and her legs opened for spencer. A soft whimper escaped her as spencer's fingers slipped into the folds of her womanhood, lightly exploring, then finding and stroking the sensitive nub of desire.
Ashley's vision blurred and her breath shortened. Her body began to pulse to a rhythm that she has always associated with fear and nervousness. But that was before. What she felt now was desire and anticipation so intense she was afraid she might cry out.
Spencer was stroking her harder. She turned her head on the pillow and found her mouth searching hers. Ash kissed her, but the moment spencer's fingers thrust deep inside her, ashley's body erupted with a strong force. She gasped for breaths and some how managed to roll beneath the weight of spencer's leg to face her. Ashley clung tightly to her as waves of passion continued to roll through her quaking body.
Spencer came fully awake at the sound of a women's quiet cry. Startled, she found her face inches from ashley's face.
Ash's eyes were shut, but even in the dawn's light she saw the tears squeezing through the corners of her eyelids and falling. Spencer was shocked to find her hand tucked intimately between ash's legs, but immediately changed that expression with a grin.
Ashley now recovering from her orgasm opened her eyes to see spencer grinning at her and she became very aware what position she was in " so I guess I wasn't dreaming" spencer whispered into ashley's ear.
"I...you...I" ashley didn't know what to say. Spencer silenced her with a finger "shhh don't say anything" lips replaced the finger on top of ash's lips and soon both of them became lost as ashley now switched position so she now was straddling spencer.
Ashley rocked against spencer removing her shirt along with hers. Ashley lowered her head so her mouth could latch on to one of spencer's hard nipple. Spencer now moaning into ashley's ear "ugh... yes ...uh..keep going...does aiden make you ...ah..feel ...like...uh.. this" ashley now realizing what was going on looked in to spencer's eyes and whispered "fuck you" she got off the bed and ran into the bathroom leaving a very frustrated spencer on the bed. "ash open the door look ...I... didn't mean to..say that..please" spencer knocked and kept on knocking, but ashley didn't reply.