I wake up sometime in the middle of the night to find that I’m freezing. Spencer and I had fallen asleep infront of a fire that no longer existed. I gently take my arm from around her and get up to get a blanket. She shivers in her sleep from the absense of my body against hers. I hurry to lay back down and cover us both with a blanket, replacing my arm around her waist and cuddling close to her. The sweet scent of her hair is almost intoxicating and I quickly fall back to sleep with a slight smile on my face.

Spencer’s POV
I open my eyes, waking from a deep and comfortable sleep. What time is it? My eyes adjust and I see Ashley sitting on the couch a few feet away from me, grinning like an idiot. Why the heck is she in such a good mood…?
"Good morning, sunshine," she says.
I smile back and sit up. The blanket that was over me now slides into my lap and I realize that I’m naked. For a moment I’m confused, then I remember. I lay back down, burying my head in the blanket under me. Ashley is next to me in an instant, running her hands softly through my hair.
"Spencer, what’s wrong?" she asks, clearly concerned.
"Nothing, nothing. I’m sorry. I thought for a second that last night was a dream. When I realized it wasn’t…"
"Shit Spencer you scared me."
"I’m sorry," I smile. "Last night was amazing."
"You’re amazing," she kisses me and puts some hair behind my ear. "Hungry?"
"A little bit. What do you have?" I answer as I grab my shirt and put it on.
"Not much," she laughs. "Poptarts…"
"I love poptarts."

Ashley stands up and puts her hand out for me. I grab it and she pulls me up. She smacks my ass as I’m leading us to the kitchen and a bolt of arousal shocks through me. Suddenly I’m hungry for something else. I. Want. Her. Right. Now. I walk right past the kitchen and to the stairs.
"Uh, Spencer? The kitchen’s that way," Ashley says, pointing to towards the kitchen.
"Uh, Ashley? I know where the kitchen is," I mock her. "But I’d rather take a shower right now."
"But…what about the poptarts?"
"Fuck the poptarts," I say. That gets her. She’s past me and heading for the bathroom in a flash. I follow the trail of clothes that leads to the bathroom. As I turn into the doorway, Ashley is already naked and turning the water on. She turns around, her nipples hard already. Shit I’m drooling.
"Well, what are you waiting for, Poptart?" she teases.
"Don’t you dare start calling me Poptart," I warn her.
"Or what?"
"Or…I don’t know," I give up when I can’t think of a smart-ass comment in time.
"Come here," she whispers. I walk over to her and she puts her hands on my waist, pulling me in for a kiss. She undresses me quickly and we step into the shower. The warm water feels good and my nipples harden.

Ashley runs her hands over my body, pressing her hard nipples into mine. I let out a soft moan. I’m soaking wet, and not because of the water. I let go of the kiss so I can breathe better for a second. Ashley takes the opportunity to kiss my nose, cheek, jawline, and collarbone before moving back up to my mouth. We are both breathing heavily at this point. Her hands move up my thighs and to my center. I moan in anticipation but her hands glide over my center and around to my ass. She squeezes it lightly and laughs into our kiss. I let out a gasp as she squeezes tighter, then lets go. She breaks our kiss and takes one of my nipples into her mouth, using her hand to tend to the other one. She nips at my nipple gently and I shiver as she traces a finger of her free hand around my stomach in odd patterns.

Without much warning, I come. It’s that heavenly feeling from last night and I can’t get enough of it. She made me come without even being inside me or even near my center. Amazinggg.

She holds me up as I recompose myself, gasping for air. She sucks on my neck while she reaches around me and turns off the water. Once I can support myself, Ashley runs her hands down my back, past my ass, and to my thighs where she wraps her arms around me and picks me up. My lets instinctively wrap around her waist and she carries me to the bedroom and lays me on her bed.
"Ash! We’re gonna get your bed all wet!" I exclaim.
"I don’t actually care," She laughs and lays next to me. My eyes graze her perfect, naked body before meeting with hers. She grins at me. "Want your poptarts now, Poptart?"
"Number one, don’t call me that," I smile. "Number two, yes I’m ready for my poptarts. But let’s just lay here for a minute."
"Sure, sure" she stares into my eyes. After a couple minutes she mouths, "I love you." and my heart melts.
"I love you, too," I whisper, and lean in to kiss her.