The four of them ordered food and drinks, then decided to dance. Aiden and Kyla were all over each other, but they had nothing on Spencer and Ashley. They had been dancing for about forty-five minutes, and Spencer’s hands were on Ashley’s shoulders as she grinded her lower body into Ashley’s thigh, with Ashley’s hands on her ass directing her. Spencer’s skirt was now leaving little to the imagination, and Ashley couldn’t help but lick her lips at the thought of those firm thighs being wrapped around her head. Leaning over to Spencer’s ear, Ashley whispered, "I’ve got to get you to a bed, or we’re gonna get kicked out for fucking right here." Ashley’s words immediately added to and heightened Spencer’s desire. Taking hold of Ashley’s belt, Spencer pulled her girlfriend off the dance floor, out of the club, and into her car. Only seconds after Ashley had crunk the car, Spencer was over in her lap, kissing the brunette. It was difficult to see, let alone drive at all, with a horny, sexy-as-hell, blonde in her lap, and Ashley didn’t even worry about it, because she knew if she died, she’d die happy.

They made it to Ashley’s house without wrecking. They did not, however, make it up to Ashley’s bedroom without falling. After a series of making out, falling down; making out, falling down; Ashley picked Spencer up, and carried her to her room. Laying Spencer on the bed, Ashley pushed the skirt up to her girlfriend’s waist and dropped to her knees. She immediately went to the task of licking and sucking Spencer’s clit. "Ashley…" Spencer moaned. Knowing that Spencer was close, Ashley thrust two fingers into her, and began curling them. "Ummmm, ooohh, Ash don’t stop!" Spencer pleaded. Quickening her thrusting, Ashley huskily said, "Cum for me baby.." That was all it took, and Spencer, with scream, riding out her orgasm on Ashley’s fingers.

Leaning up, Spencer pulled Ashley to her for a searing kiss. She could taste herself in Ashley’s mouth, and she wasn’t complaining. Breaking the kiss, Spencer looked deep into Ashley’s eyes, and saw pure desire in them. "Your turn." Spencer said with an evil grin. Pulling Ashley on top of her, Spencer rolled them over so that she was on top, straddling her girlfriends hips. Spencer ripped the brunette’s clothes of in a frenzy, tearing the delicate fabric in various places. But, she wasn’t the least bit sorry. She wanted Ashley’s body, all of it, and she’d be damned it she wasn’t going to have it.