Ashley grabbed the waist of the blonde’s track pants and began pulling southward, letting her finger tips brush the skin all the way down. With the one motion she had the girl completely bare now, and her heart began to race even faster that it had previously. Spencer unbuttoned and unzipped the brunette’s jeans and worked them off along with her underwear. Now both were bare.

They drank each other in before sharing yet another steamy kiss. The blond whimpered from Ashley pressing so fully into her.

Ashley trailed finger tips up the inside of the blonde’s thigh and stopped abruptly when she felt Spencer tense slightly.

“You okay?” she husked, “We can stop.” Of course, she didn’t want to stop, but she’d wait until Spencer was completely comfortable.

“Ash, please,” the blonde pleaded. Well, apparently she was completely comfortable.

With that Ashley plunged one finger into her centre and started a slow thrusting motion.

“Oh, God…” Spencer moaned.

The brunette quickened the pace and kissed the blonde keeping rhythm with her thrusts. The kisses started out soft, barely there. Almost as if she could only feel a ghost of the smaller girl’s lips. Spencer deepened the kiss by taking the other girl’s bottom lip between her own and sucking lightly. Things were getting more heated and passionate than she had ever remembered experiencing before. She kept a firm grip on Ashley’s shoulders, making small, half-moon marks with her finger nails.

Ashley pulled away, “Spencer, do you trust me?” she asked.

The blonde whimpered. “Y-yes,” she stuttered a breathy response.

The smaller girl removed her digit, and then she continued her thrusts with two fingers rather than one. A low groan worked its way from the back of Spencer’s throat, and her breathing was becoming more labored. The wetness of their skin from the rain was gradually being replaced with small beads of sweat.

Ashley could feel her lover was getting close as she felt the soft walls tighten around her fingers slightly. Spencer whimpered, again, and it sounded somewhat pained. The brunette noticed small tears forming at the corners of the other girl’s eyes.

She panicked a little, “Spence? You okay?” she asked slowing her motions, slightly.

“D-don’t stop,” the blonde pleaded, breathlessly as her back arched off the bed.