“Oh my god,” the blonde whispered, “was I dreaming?” wow I make one hell of a liar.

“huhngggah” was all Ashley could get out. She looked like she was about to cry.

I am so going to hell for what I’m doing to my poor baby. Spencer wanted nothing but to hug the brunette. And maybe, well just a little…fuck her. It happened so quickly Spencer didn’t have time to realize what happened. But Ashley was on top of her kissing her roughly. Sucking at her lip. Bruising it. Her hands were cupped at the blonde’s face, moving her lips against her lovers passionately.

“Not a word about the” Ashley pulled Spencer’s lips upwards with her teeth, “deal.”

Ashley needed it now. All she could think about was taking Spencer right now. And for a glitch of a moment she actually thought about the deal. Screw having to go to the Carlin’s for Christmas. She was in too deep, she needed to do this, she couldn’t stop if she had wanted to. Ashley’s hands traveled to the hem of her wife’s pajama’s almost ripping the shirt off of her before seizing the blonde’s lips in hers again. Quickly tugging off Spencer’s boxers and quiet well pleased that the blonde was not protesting or reminding her about the deal. Grabbing at Spencer’s hair and pulling her head back Ashley sucked at Spencer’s pulse point happy to finally let herself go. Her hands didn’t tease, didn’t wait. The brunette plunged two fingers into Spencer moving them rapidly. Releasing the tension that had built up in the past few days. Pushing deeper and deeper into the blonde now gasping for breath. Spencer would stop Ashley, if only she didn’t want this just as much. Even if the deal had entered her mind for just one second she wouldn’t have called Ashley on it. She needed this just as much as the brunette; who was now wiggling her third finger in the writhing blonde. Spencer lost control of her body bring her hand down to the brunette’s wrist, trying to pull the fingers deeper into herself while a string of profanities broke through her lips. Ashley now used her whole body in a thrusting motion pushing herself into the blonde. It wasn’t long before Ashley felt Spencer’s walls quiver shake and begin to spasm. Spencer who now had her eyes clenched shut, and the bed sheets bundled in her fists bit down on her lip as she felt the magical fingers inside her curl upwards. Spencer’s scream was primal as it ripped from her throat, her back arched and her knuckles went white from her grip on the bed sheets. Somewhere in her absolute bliss she registered that Ashley had yet to stop the movement of her fingers.