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The King High Killer – (Chapter: Chapter 11 Eleven, Die and Go to Heaven)
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Spencer skimmed the palms of her hands against Ashley’s stomach, getting the brunette to inhale sharply, as she took a hold of the fabric. They broke from their kiss again, breathing hard, as Spencer guided the shirt up and over Ashley’s head. She dropped the garment onto the floor and it fell like a gauntlet.
Suddenly their kisses were frantic. Their mouths were everywhere in hungry tongues and teeth as they tripped over nothing to stay connected. Their naked skin brushed and their moans grew until Ashley had Spencer pushed up against the foot of the bed, fingers in her hair as Spencer fumbled with the zipper of Ashley’s jeans.
They fell onto the bed in a heap, kissing their way to the headboard with their hands frenzied in a race that they’d both win. As Spencer lay, perched on her pillow, Ashley leaned back, straddling the blonde, but able to free her hands as she cupped both of Spencer’s breasts.
As Ashley’s thumbs brushed Spencer’s hard nipples, both girls gasped, and the brunette dove to meet Spencer’s opened mouth to ignite further passion. The blonde sucked on Ashley’s probing tongue to show her appreciation and it made them grind into one another as their hips jerked.
Spencer clutched the belt loops of Ashley’s jeans and tugged them down until the brunette was forced to lay back and hastily shuck them off. They locked eyes, gasping for air, as she threw them over her shoulder before she was back to hovering over the blonde.
Ashley’s mouth went directly for Spencer’s neck, gliding a hand under her back to unhook her light blue bra. She fit her legs between the blonde’s as she slid one strap of the bra off Spencer’s shoulder—her mouth seizing Spencer’s naked collarbone almost savagely—getting Spencer to moan deep in her throat and rub against Ashley in short, rhythmic strokes.
Spencer clawed at Ashley back, moaning louder with each suck of the brunette’s lips on her skin, Ashley’s fingers dipped into the top of the blonde’s skirt and shimmied it down, long, tan legs until Spencer could kick herself free as she groped to remove Ashley’s bra.
The brunette’s body covered Spencer’s completely as they rocked into one another; feeling their combined wetness through the material of their panties. Their mouths hungrily consumed one another’s, tongues sliding against wetness as moans lapped over groans.
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fucking wonderful… really love the story, and that sex was-wow. just great job, please, please, please pms!!
(SQUEEEE!!!) sooo glad you’re still writing this! hell, i’m overjoyed when you write anything. i feel like i’ve hit a plateau with the compliments. at this point, after reading and loving every SON story you’ve written, like fifty times, i hope it’s enough to just reiterate that i truly appreciate your time and talent :)
okay first of all…i hate you. you made me wait forever and i don’t appreciate it. BUT…i do appreciate this update and everything about it. i need the next two updates….NOW. damn you, you make me crave each of your stories so that i don’t know which one i want you to work on. you had me all about the glee fic and now i just want to read the rest of this. i’m sure once the glee fic comes out i’m going to want that to be continued. damn your mind games! it was just so good, and who is this rude killer? what do the files say? why are two people chasing them? who has access to the police head quarters. i’m not budging on my theory that it’s one of the adults… marie or mr. carlin. if it’s one of the police officers or coroners i’m going to be pissed that i didn’t see it sooner. once again, damn your mind games. text me when you read this so i can yell at you further.
I’m kind of hoping its ashley dont know why im twisted like that
holy freakin hell it’s about time! I’ve been dying for this update, literally ready to scream at the computer willing it to appear. but anyway let’s see. wow so much is going on. I gotta say the whole “You may not know who I am, but I know who you are” has me thinking hard. and what the hell is up with the files for the ‘rents I would like to know. hmm, the student body now knows all of what spence and ash know, and the protege seems to have a soft spot for spence. I don’t quite know what to make of the 2 people outside of the Zee’s house. maybe it was the killer and the protege, maybe it was someone pulling a very twisted prank. kinda rude for Mr Zee not to wait for spence and ash though, geesh. buy alas, we’re coming to the ending. and that is sooo sad, but I’ll be glad to know what the hell is going on and the killer’s motives (hidden or otherwise) and all that. ahhh the ending here was so great, although I was really really hoping that spence would step up and confess her love for ash. guess I gotta wait for that. glad to know we’ll be getting the rest before Halloween. psyched for it!! awesome job mighty Stix!