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    If Only – (Chapter: Chapter 2: Back to the Davies Lair)

    “I don’t know what to do.” For just a second, Ashley didn’t know what to do either. Staring into Spencer’s eyes had that effect on her. But then she remembered who she was, and what she had done, and who with, though she wouldn’t share that last bit with Spencer, but was eager to press forward on the first two counts.

    “Don’t be nervous. Everyone has a first time.” She kissed her again, deeply, hoping this would quiet some of the angry, insistent doubts she knew were racing through Spencer’s mind. She could sense them start to dissipate as Spencer returned the kiss more vehemently with each second, forgetting to overanalyze and starting to just go with it. Ashley tipped forward and Spencer leaned back, letting herself lose control a little bit, even if that control was just gravity. Spencer disengaged and Ashley felt broken for a second. She looked at Spencer, scared the doubts had won over. Spencer smiled reassuringly, her skin was buzzing with giddiness and her blood thumping with want.

    “I’m glad mine is with you”

    “Mmmm. Me too” This time when Ashley started kissing Spencer again, she put her hand on Spencer’s stomach and starting rubbing gentle circles, expanding the circumference until her fingertips would hit the material of Spence’s bra on each upswing. Her rubbing had made her shirt lift up and before long Ashley’s hand made contact with soft, smooth skin. Ashley ducked down and kissed Spencer’s stomach right above her jean skirt. She peppered little kisses every inch or so, pulling her shirt up as she went. Spencer watched as the part in Ashley’s hair slanted one way and then the next as she moved closer and closer back up. She put a hand into Ash’s dark brown hair, loving how it sifted into her fingers. They fit together so well.

    Feeling Spencer’s hand in her hair, she looked up and smiled a toothy grin. She sat up and took off her own shirt.

    “Oh, wow” Spencer exhaled, and suddenly realized she had been holding her breath since Ashley had stopped kissing her stomach. She reached a hand out and passed her fingertips lightly over her skin, exploring from her breastbone down into the valley between her breasts and down to her bellybutton. Ashley shuddered.

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