“She must’ve left it here when she stopped over.”

He’s unconvinced. How do I know? I know because… “Bullshit! Spencer, I swear to god if you don’t get your ass out here right now I will come looking for you, clothes or no clothes.” He storms into Ashley’s room and I briefly here a ‘what the hell do you think you’re doing’ before I swallow my pride and lift my head from under the covers.

“Hey big bro.” I smile innocently.

“Spencer? Didn’t I tell you not to get mixed up with her?” Lucky for me, he only sounds angry at Ashley.

“Maybe?” I duck into the covers again.

“We’re going home.”

“Um… no we are not. I actually like being here!” I hear a quiet argument going on between the sisters, something about ‘how could you bring Glen here’, ‘we were on a date’, ew Glen and Kyla? No. ‘bla bla bla, bla bla bla’ Ash will get over it.

“Spencer I swear to god if you don’t get dressed and get ready to leave in one second-”

“Glen stop trying to run my life. I’ll do what and who I want.” A quick wink in Ashley’s direction and a blush in mine, “and you won’t tell me otherwise. You may think she’s bad news but I don’t, now back off.” I tell him sternly.

“Fine.” He says angry at me now. He forces himself off the bed and walks passed Ashley. “You better not break her heart-”

“Or I’ll break your neck.” She finished for him, meaning the same goes with her towards Kyla. “Got it.” She winked.

“Baby we should go back out.” Kyla said sweetly. He looked back to us and mumbled a quick ‘good idea’ before shutting the door behind him. Oh yeah, we will be having words tomorrow.

“Where were we?” I’m glad to see assface hasn’t ruined to mood.

“Right about…” I take the shirt she put on off, and push her skirt off this time, not pushing it up, pulling her down onto me. “Here.” Our faces millimetres apart. She smirked and leaned down and kissed me. Glen changed one thing; this is more delicate and gentle now.

She broke away and leaned to my ear. “I love you.” She whispered.

“Love you too.” I felt her smile against my ear and she pulled my thongs off, sliding a finger in me straight away, I guess she will continue the torturous teasing another time. Even though she is going pretty slow. “Ash, harder. Please.” I pant. She kisses me softly before adding another finger and pushing the weight of her thigh down onto her hand, going deeper and faster.

I’m a barrel full of moans and my hips rise to meet her and I know I’m leaving dints on her shoulder blades as my nails dig into her. Her other hand is on the back of my neck, pulling me in, kissing her with such passion. Her breasts rubbing against mine.

My orgasm is nearly here, I can feel it in the pit of my stomach. She still not doing enough and she knows it. She’s making me wait. She’s doing this in her time and its killing me and bringing me to a whole new high at the same time.

Until one last thing as she rubs her thumb around my bundle of nerves and I freeze. I freeze from the power that I came with, screeching out her name, toes curling and nails digging harder, back arching high of the bed, head rolling back and eyes slamming shut, clamping around her fingers and she still moves inside me, slowly, so slowly, letting me ride it out, but I’m frozen.

My body starts to function again as I move my hips along with her hand getting out the last waves of pleasure, my voice horse.

I passed out. To awake in Ashley’s loving arms is the best feeling in the world, I never want things to change. Ever.