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    Are You Happy Now? – (Chapter: Three: Against the Tile)

    “Babe?” Ashley asked.  “Could you do something for me?”

    “Sure, what is it?” Spencer replied. 

    “Could you lick your fingers?”

    Spencer immediately blushed.  But then she slowly brought her fingers up to her own mouth and sucked them clean.  “Wow, you taste really good,” Spencer said. 

    A smile spread over Ashley’s face and she kissed Spencer, and then took the same hand and slowly moved her tongue between Spencer’s middle and ring finger.  Ashley, with her back still against the tile, moved Spencer’s hand back towards her clit.  “Please take me,” Ashley said softly. 

    Spencer once again spread Ashley’s lips and moved her fingers towards Ashley’s clit.  Her two fingers slowly moved over Ashley’s swollen clit and then down to her opening.  Spencer’s fingers massaged the opening for a moment and then slightly added pressure.  As the resistance decreased, Spencer carefully thrust her fingers into Ashley’s opening.  Spencer inched her fingers deeper and deeper into Ashley. 

    “Uhhhhhmmm,” Ashley sighed.

    Spencer, still moving her fingers in and out, slowly began to kiss Ashley’s body, from her neck, to her breasts – where Spencer remained for quite a while as she traced the supple mounds – down to Ashley’s sculpted abs, and finally arriving at Ashley’s lips.  She used the broad side of her tongue and spread them open wide.  Spencer’s tongue, in rhythm with her fingers, caressed Ashley slowly at first, but soon with full vigor. 

    Spencer stole a glance up at Ashley’s face and saw that her eyes were closed and her head leaned against the tile. Spencer, now on her knees, raced her tongue in between Ashley’s lips.  She then slid her pointer finger into Ashley and continued thrusting with three fingers now.  Spencer sucked on Ashley’s enlarged bud until she heard Ashley’s breathing become heavier.  She then felt Ashley’s hands behind her head, pulling her even closer to Ashley’s center. 

    “Ohhhh, Spence.  Yesss…oh fuck. Yesssss.  Right, yes, there.  Ahhhhh!” cried Ashley.  She took deep breaths.  “Don’t…stop…”

    Spencer curled her fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion and massaged Ashley’s clit furiously with her tongue.  She could feel Ashley tighten around her fingers. 

    “Yesssssss…ohhhhh.  Yes. Ohhhh….Spencer…,” Ashley screamed once again.   

    Ashley contracted against Spencer’s fingers as Spencer continued to move them, albeit slower now, in and out of Ashley.  She heard Ashley’s breathing begin to abate and she slowly pulled her fingers out. 

    Ashley looked down at Spencer and smiled euphorically.  Her hands were still behind Spencer’s head.  She shifted her hands to help Spencer stand up, and with Spencer on her feet, their lips met.  The kiss was soft and tender, and Ashley wrapped her arms lovingly around her girlfriend.  They stayed like this for what seemed like forever.

     

    “Hey, hun, you ready to go home?”

    Spencer heard the voice and at first couldn’t recognize it.  She opened her eyes and realized she was still in the law library.  She turned her head to see a beautiful brunette standing at her side with a bag full of law books slung over her shoulder. 

    “Uh, yeah.  Hey, Kate.  Let me just grab my things,” Spencer said, and with her head down putting her things into her bag, she frowned.

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