Ashley gaped as Spencer slowly pushed her onto the bed and straddled her. Spencer licked her lips, knowing what she was doing was wrong, but somehow she couldn’t care less about Ashley’s relationship status. The throbbing between her legs was winning. She leaned down and pressed her lips lightly against Ashley’s neck, feeling the girl shudder.

“Is this okay?” she whispered into Ashley’s ear, taking her earlobe between her teeth. Ashley whimpered as Spencer’s hand moved down her body, feeling the slight tremors. Spencer was cheering internally as she kissed her way across Ashley’s face to her lips. Her lips hovered above Ashley’s, only separated by a couple of centimeters. “Is this okay?” Spencer repeated, her eyes looking into Ashley’s brown eyes that was quickly filling with lust. Spencer took that as a yes, and moved in closer, watching Ashley’s eyes close with anticipation.

Right before their lips touched, Spencer’s phone started ringing, signaling a new text. Ashley’s eyes snapped open, and Spencer could see the horror that immediately shone through. Even though she was slightly smaller than Spencer, Ashley had the element of surprise on her side as she quickly pushed the blonde off her and sprung out of the bed, breathing heavily.

“Ashley!”

“No. No! This is definitely not okay!” Ashley cried. “I don’t know, maybe I led you on or something but I’m sorry Spencer, I can’t do this. I’ve got a girlfriend back in Paris and we’re doing this whole long distance thing and in fact, she’s flying here in a month’s time to see me. So no, it’s not okay. I can’t do that with you!”

Spencer’s ears perked up. “Girlfriend?” And here she was, thinking that Ashley was freaking out over a possible sexual orientation dilemma. Spencer grinned. “I promise not to tell her.”

Ashley flushed. “That is not the point.”

 “But I’m horny!”

“Deal with that yourself! God gave you fingers!” Ashley shouted back, before hastily leaving the room.

Spencer groaned and flopped onto her bed, head first, listening to the loud roar of Ashley’s bike growing fainter into the night. After a while, she decided that yes, she needed oxygen to live and she wanted to live, especially if she wanted to see Ashley again. Spencer took Ashley’s refusal as a personal challenge. After all, she was Spencer Carlin. And whatever Spencer Carlin wants, Spencer Carlin gets.

But for the meantime, Ashley was right. God did give her fingers for a reason.