“Tops are annoying.” She said simply as she leaned up, already missing her girlfriend’s soft lips. Ashley’s lips moved from there position, moving them along her jaw, down the side of her neck, to her collar bone and completely missing the spot she knew drove the blonde crazy on purpose. Her hand started tracing patterns on the creamy stomach under her, up and down, left and right, circles, figure eights and the cycle again. “Ash please.” She begged, arching her neck for more accessible areas.

Ashley smirked and bit down on Spencer’s personal spot and the blonde moaned loudly, moving her hips in anticipation. “Bit eager aren’t we Spence?” She teased.

“I haven’t had you for far too fucking long.” She growled, and Ashley’s eyes darkened to near black at the tone and hearing her girlfriend swear.

Ashley’s lips moved back to the fluffy pink ones again, hard and fast, wet and sloppy, but hot all at the same time. Her hand that was on Spencer’s stomach moved down and popped her jeans open. “Spencer you look so hot right now.” She moaned.

“Ash I need to touch you.” She moved her hands a bit so Ashley would get the picture. The brunette thought she had teased the part above Spencer’s chest enough and decided to let her hands free.

As soon as they were she grabbed the hem of Ashley’s tank and pulled it over her head, noticing she wasn’t wearing a bra, grabbing Ashley’s bottom lip between her teeth and pulling her down as she lay back.

Her hands went to Ashley’s lower back and pulled her closer if possible. Moving her hand down a bit more, she slipped Ashley’s skirt off along with her thongs and grabbed her ass roughly.

The room was full of moans for the next five minutes as they got use to the other’s body again, the bits they could touch at that moment. Ashley’s hand once again went down and she finished off taking Spencer’s jeans off, never breaking their lip contact.

When they broke apart in pure need of air, their foreheads rested together, panting, but neither were about to take a rest. Ashley hands went to Spencer’s back, unclasping her bra and throwing it… somewhere. They really didn’t care, but as soon as her breasts were free she started playing with them with her hands. Hard nipples in the centre of her palm.