“So you aren’t going to give me cash for a cab ride home in the morning are you?” she asked. Her face was unreadable because she was turned away. I jumped quickly to explain to her that she wasn’t just some fling to me.

“Hello, Ashley, were you not with me downstairs like ten minutes ago when I said that I really like you? I didn’t bring you up here for feel better sex after baring our insecurities to each other. I don’t want to have sex with you just so I can say I had sex with Raife Davies’ daughter. I don’t want you to be any kind of notch in my belt, bed post or what ever and then send you away in the morning….”

Ashley turned around to me and put a hand over my mouth stopping my tirade. She was laughing.

“You are very sweet Spencer, I was just joking.” she said with her hand still over my mouth. “What I would really like is for you to stop talking and show me all the reasons why you DO want to have sex with me, okay?”

I took a hold of the hand still on my face and pressed her palm to my lips for a kiss.

“I would love nothing more than to show you every single reason why I want to have sex with you” I whispered.

I pulled her close for a kiss. I let our tongues meet and tease each other. I could feel both of us respond instantly. Ashley moaned and ran her fingers into my loose ponytail. I drifted my hands down her sides to her hips and slid them underneath her tank. Her skin was on fire and I wanted to feel that heat against my own. I grabbed the edges of the tank and raised it up. She lifted her arms and let me pull it over her head. The candle light gave her perfectly tanned torso a golden glow. I gently reached out my hand and let it cast a flickering shadow against her skin as my fingers lightly drifted from her shoulder to her breast. My thumb gently ran a circle around her nipple. It felt like slow motion. My whole body was surging at the sight of her. I moved my other hand down to the waist band of her sweats starting to work them over her hips.