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    Dream-Chapter 7 (Lost It)

     

    Chapter Seven

     

    Spencer’s POV

     

         I’m in Ashley’s bed, with her on top of me kissing me softly, gently. She’s not rushing into this and it makes everything easier.

         "Spencer… Are you really sure about this?" She asked breaking the kiss. I took a moment to think. I want this. She’s about to take something away from me that can only be given away once, and I always said I wanted to wait for someone I love and who loves me back.

         "Ash, I’m completely sure about this." I told her. She smiled at me and kissed me again.

         "I’ll be gentle, but if you want me to stop, I’ll stop okay." She said looking into my eyes. I simply nodded. Right now I really can’t imagine her stopping. She leaned back down into me but instead of kissing my lips she moved to my neck.

         "Mmm.." I let out a soft moan. If the feeling of her kissing my neck is already turning me on, I can’t wait to see what else she can do to me. After a few minutes her hand rode up my shirt. I was tence for a second but quickly gave in when I felt her soft hand smooth over my stomach. She pulled away from me neck and sat up, she was sitting on top of me and I noticed my hands were running up and down her thighs. She smiled down at me and took her own shirt off. My eyes were quickly drawn to her breast in her black bra. She through it to the floor and leaned down to kiss me again.

         Only this time I let my tongue nic her bottom lip a few times. After the forth time she opend her mouth for me and our tongues met. They danced and massaged one another. Her hand found the hem of my shirt and she pulled away from the kiss to look at me. She said nothing but her eyes were asking for permission to take it off. I nodded and she slowly brought my shirt over my head.

         When it was removed she brought herself back down and started to kiss across my collar bone and my chest. My breathing was becoming more intence as the feeling of desire grew. Her hand snaked around my back, finding the clasp to bra. I quickly leaned up so she could get better access to it and she removed it, throwing it to the ground. She sat there for a few seconds just staring at my half naked body, while I started to feel embarrassed.

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