“Fuck Spence, I miss being inside you…so wet…so tight.” Ashley grunted looking down at the dazed blonde with sweat glistening from her body. Never stopping once in moving her fingers within the blonde. Just making up for lost time. If we can go four times one night, then technically she owes me sixteen orgasms.

“You’re not going to work today.” The brunette’s voice made it clear that it was an order. Not that Spencer could protest between the moans, groans, and “oh Ashley”s she couldn’t seem to stop. All the blonde did was a little nodding motion which was all she really could do with Ashley pinning her body down and fucking her. Ashley abruptly pulled her fingers from Spencer’s quivering core causing the blonde to make an odd noise of confusion and protest. Quickly sliding her body down the brunette worked her skilled tongue on Spencer. Licking, flicking, plunging, swirling, pulling all sorts of ungodly noises from the blonde.

“Ff-fff” the blonde gasped, “FUCK. God Ashley!!” The brunette moved her tongue with great skill doing “that thing she does with her tongue.” The one that made Spencer feel like Ashley was hitting every hot spot in her body, if was like the brunette had found some nerve in her body that connected everything. And that was all it took Spencer could have sworn her knuckles tore from her intense grip on the bed sheets. Ashley watched as the blonde’s face contorted with pleasure. Her eyes slammed shut, her mouth opened in a silent cry of joy, back arched. Spencer’s back fell back towards the bed as she fell back from her high. Immediately pushing off of her arms wrapping them instantaneously around Ashley and flipping them. The blonde began to lay sweet kisses starting from the brunette’s jawline down to her collar bone and between her breasts. She was just as quick working as her wife. It had been too long for her too and foreplay and teasing were out of the question. Her hands were just as fast as Ashley in finding the band of her lover’s underwear, her fingers pushed eagerly into the hot folds of the brunette. And with in no time she had her wife gasping and writhing beneath her; Spencer loved the feeling of having Ashley wrapped around her fingers. Dipping her head down she nipped at Ashley’s neck, sucking on it leaving a mark. Ashley was now thrusting her hips downwards towards her fingers. Spencer quickened her pace as she pushed her body forwards and pulled it back. She could feel the brunette’s walls begin to quiver. She began to drag her fingers upward against Ashley’s rough spot grazing it each time she withdrew her fingers only to push them in deeply again.  Feeding off the noises coming from Ashley. They encouraged her made her work harder push deeper drawing even more noises from the brunette. She felt Ashley’s walls begin to clamp down on her hands and from years of marriage she knew from the sounds that her love was close. Spencer shimmied down the brunette’s lithe body finally reaching her destination she buried her nose into her lover’s center. Inhaling the sweet scent she loved so much. Allowing her nose to tickle Ashley’s clit as her tongue touched her lover’s center savoring the flavor on her tongue enjoying it. She quickly dove into Ashley’s center lapping, sucking, teeth scraping as Ashley’s thighs clamped over her ears. The scream tore from her lover’s vocal chords for a second Spencer feared that Ashley wouldn’t be able to serenade her anymore. But the sudden flow of sweet juice from her lover’s body flowed and she forgot everything and anything but to drink it all in, quiet literally. They both collapsed and Spencer rolled off of Ashley lying next to her and breathing heavily. Ashley sighed contented, finally able to have that release. Not the one’s she gave herself but one her beautiful Spencer gave her. When suddenly her body went rigid, panic flooded into her warm buttery feeling body, her eyes wide with shock. The Deal. Damn damn damn damn damn damn damn!! Spencer could feel the tension radiating off the brunette. It was something that happened with them. Their thoughts were almost as if shared.

“Ash babe…”

Silence. Spencer turned her head and saw the brunette’s eyes closed. Faking sleep eh?

“Ash,” Spencer couldn’t help but chuckle, “hun we’ve known each other far too long for you to try to fake sleep.” The blonde reached out with her hand stroking her wife’s hair. Ashley twitched a little her eyes resisted from clamping shut until she finally peeked out from one eye. She pouted like a child that just got caught red handed and regretted his actions. She wasn’t even trying to make herself look cute, she wasn’t trying to manipulate Spencer into giving her what she wanted. She knew she’d lost. She was going to the Carlin’s for Christmas. Ashley racked her mind for something to say. Anything. Maybe if she told Spencer she was allergic to Christmas trees, or mistletoe, maybe holly. Or if she paid her doctor to write her a note that said she had a surgery over the Christmas holiday. Ashley smiled as an idea dawned on her.

“Spencer Carlin, I believe you fucked me too.” Her face broke into a huge grin.