“Ashley, you’re going to need to move.” I whispered, as she grinned but held her hands up and moved back a bit.

                “I’m keeping my hands to myself,” She whispered making me smile as she leaned in again. “Spen, can I-“ I cut her off when I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. She tensed up but almost instantly kissed me back. I was once again caught up in the essence of Ashley as I leaned forward and pushed her backwards so that she was laying on the couch with me over her. She was keeping her hands balled up by her head and I could tell that it was getting increasingly hard for her to not touch me so I pulled away to brush her hair away from her face.

                “Ash, please touch me.” That was the only thing that she seemed to need because a second later her hands were running through my hair and pulling me even closer. My hands found the hem of her shirt and her hands came to rest on the top of my shoulders. A second later I was being pushed backwards and Ashley was on her feet, pacing and shaking her head.

                “We cannot do this.”

                “What?” I was so confused and then suddenly another memory washed over me.

                I moaned into Ashley’s mouth as she walked me backwards until my legs hit the bed and suddenly I was falling backwards. She instantly crawled up to cover my body with hers and I grinned against her mouth. It was going a bit too fast, she had just kissed me for the first time less than five minutes ago and here we were on her bed. I couldn’t seem to make myself push her away, she was an amazing kisser and she felt so good.

                Her hand slid up to rest on my stomach and she pushed her fingers under the hem of my shirt to rest on my bare skin. I sighed and pushed my hands down to the middle of the back where I started to pull on her shirt. I was suddenly craving the feel of her skin on mine but I was dumbstruck when she suddenly pulled away from me and stood up, pacing at the end of the bed. Panic took over; I had obviously done something wrong and now she would never touch me again and I had ruined absolutely everything. Ashley obviously saw the hurt and doubt on my face because a second later she was beside me, pushing my hair back comfortingly.