Ashley saw her lips moving forming the words before she heard them and too caught up memorizing the small details of her lover's face, she didn't understand. Nothing made any sense. Why was Spencer crying? “Tell you what?”

Her eyes stayed focused on blunt nails watching as they descended up into the air. Brown eyes filled with wonder feeling the strands of soft blonde hair flow between her fingers. Where she was and what she was doing didn't click right in her head. For a moment, her eyes fluttered shut and she shook her head trying to differentiate what was real and what was a figment of her fucked up imagination. Was Spencer real? Brown eyes opened and Ashley followed the other girl's hands, watching them reach up wiping away the wetness from her face. “Your dark secrets.” She finally whispered softly touching the brunette's face. “The ones destroying you.”

Secrets. The word entered her mind altering her mood. A frown shaped her lips and she looked almost sad. Gazing up into waiting blue eyes, she opened her mouth ready to speak, but nothing came out. This couldn't be real. She didn't want it to be real. “I really really like you.” The words were simple and she spoke them while moving her hand, stopping at the blonde's wrist. “Let me show you.” Never breaking eye contact she removed the soft touch from her face and brought the fingertips to her lips, placing a gentle kiss. “I'm good at it.”

Ashley took one finger into her mouth and slowly sucked on it closing her eyes, she moved her lips to the next one and didn't stop until she reached the end. “Ashley,” She heard but didn't want to listen. Kissing her wrist, she trailed her lips up the blonde's arm, “You don't-” She silenced Spencer with her lips desperately kissing her until they were both breathless. “Stop.”

The brunette kissed her again before she could say another word and urged her onto her back on the floor covering her body with her own. Ashley moved her hands to Spencer's wrists and pinned them down above her head kissing her more roughly. The blonde's struggling was oblivious to her, in her mind she was thrashing in pleasure, moving eagerly against the thigh Ashley placed between her legs. She felt nothing but arousal and need. The need to be inside Spencer, she wanted to feel the effects she had on the blonde. Breaking the kiss, she savagely sucked down her neck trailing her hand down her body. Without much thought, she slipped past the waistband of Spencer's gym shorts and found the thickness of her desire.

“Ash.” The teenager paid no attention to her name. She was too focused on the beautiful body withering underneath hers. The taste of her clean skin and the feel of her slippery clit encouraging her to go farther. “Please, stop.”