I think it landed on the stairs.

She moves her hands around my back and wastes no time unclasping my bra and tossing it aside. She sits up and I lean back slightly as her lips move down my neck and over my collarbone to my breasts. I grasp on to the back of her head as she takes one pink bud into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and sucking on it.

“God, Ashley, that feels so good.”

She switches to my other breast as her fingers play with the one now soaked with her saliva. She pulls backs and rips her own shirt off. I watch it fall to the floor and before I know it, her hot mouth is latched back onto my breasts. I reach around and undo her bra, then move my hands to her shoulders to push the straps off of them. She detaches her mouth from my nipple and pulls back to take off her bra. Her strong arms lift me gently and lay me down on the bed, flipping our positions. She continues her assault on my breasts while one hand grips my hip and the other moves down to the button on my jeans. In a matter of seconds, she’s tugging them off of my body, and they too hit the floor. She starts kissing a trail down my stomach, over my boy shorts, and places soft kisses over my soaked center. I moan at the contact and Ashley hooks her fingers under the band of my underwear and slowly pulls them down. She sits up and rips off her own jeans and underwear, and positions herself back between my legs. I can feel her wetness pressing into mine as she lays her body on top of mine, bringing our lips together in searing kiss. Her right hand travels from my shoulder, over my breasts, making sure to glide over my hardened nipple, and down over my waist. Her fingers reach my folds, and I gasp into her mouth at the touch. She languidly strokes my opening, never actually going inside, as she continues sucking on my neck. Her fingers move up slightly, circling my clit and driving me crazy.