Thirty seconds later, Ashley practically ran back into the bedroom and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Spencer naked beneath the sheets.  She crinkled her nose and quickly threw off her boxers and tee, and leapt onto the bed.  “Don’t you have class today?  I mean, I’d love to play around with you right now, but I don’t want you to skip class.” 

“I don’t have class until one this afternoon,” Spencer said and then leaned closer, whispering in Ashley’s ear, “We have PLENTY of time.” 

“Mmmm, I don’t think there’s ever PLENTY of time, but I guess three hours will do.  It only takes 15 minutes to get over to UCLA and what, 30 minutes for you to shower and throw some clothes on?”

“Will you stop wasting time?” Spencer said as she rolled back on top of Ashley, pulling the sheet out from between them and over her back to cover her nude body from the air blowing from the ceiling fan. 

Ashley grinned and met Spencer’s lips.  Ashley kissed the corners of Spencer’s mouth and softly bit her girlfriend’s bottom lip.

“Mmmm,” Spencer moaned.  She responded by slightly opening her mouth and allowing Ashley’s tongue entry.  Their tongues danced endlessly.  They rolled around on the bed, first with Ashley on top, then Spencer again, continuously lip-locked.  Neither wanted to part lips, yet both could feel the heat building between them.  Spencer slowly started moving south on Ashley, kissing her entire body along the way.  She stopped at Ashley’s supple breasts and caressed them with her tongue.  Ashley’s nipples hardened instantaneously.  Spencer’s tongue teased the nipples, first licking slowly, then taking the nipple into her mouth and sucking softly.  She then bit down tenderly at the base of the nipple.  Ashley’s back arched and she moaned loudly. 

Spencer continued south and left a slight mark along the imaginary line between Ashley’s hip bone and her center.  As Spencer kissed her way along Ashley’s inner thigh, nearing her wetness, she could feel Ashley tense slightly.  She picked her head up and looked at Ashley, questioningly. “Are you okay, babe?”

“Yeah, of course.  But…could you come up here for a second?  There’s something…well, I want to ask you something.”