Ashley winced. Spencer could make her voice breathier and steamier on cue. And Spencer knew it drove Ashley crazy. Spencer made a slow trail of kisses down Ashley’s chest, placing her hands just below Ashley’s breasts. Just before she reached Ashley’s nipple, she nipped lightly, and she felt like Ashley jumped almost three inches off the bed.

"Ooh!" Ashley gasped. Spencer licked around the nipple, not touching it. "Please!" Ashley whispered.

"Please what?" Spencer cooed, her voice sultry and as wet as Ashley knew she was.

"Please… touch me Spencer."

"Touch you where?" Spencer teased.

"I want you to touch my… touch my… OH GOD" Ashley moaned as Spencer took Ashley’s left nipple into her mouth and slid her hand over the other, caressing the soft flesh she knew so well. Ashley arched her back slightly as Spencer hummed, sending vibrations to an already rock-hard nipple. Ashley’s breathing began to pick up. Spencer then nipped her way between Ashley’s breasts and paused to wait for a soft plea from Ashley before taking the other nipple into her mouth. Ashley’s arms lay on the bed next to her body. Spencer moved her other hand up and circled the other nipple, hard and wet, in lazy strokes with light pressure. She moved her mouth back to Ashley’s breastbone, moving her other hand to circle Ashley’s other nipple in the opposite direction of the first. Ashley’s hands, finding some determination through her haze, found the hem of Spencer’s shirt once again.

"You want it off?" Spencer asked, sitting up, look at Ashley with feigned innocence, continuing her circular motions around Ashley’s nipples.

"Hhhyess" Ashley begged through her heavy breathing. Spencer stopped the circular motion of her hands and looked down at Ashley until she had full eye contact. She pulled Ashley up so she was sitting. Spencer kissed her neck.

"Ok." Spencer put Ashley’s hands behind Ashley’s back. Then Ashley felt Spencer tie her wrists together with the silk scarf that had been her birthday present.

"But only if you do it with your teeth" Spencer whispered into Ashley’s ear. Ashley gulped. She loved this side of Spencer. She rarely got to see it, as it couldn’t be coaxed or encouraged to appear. But it made Ashley hotter than hell. Something about relinquishing control both scared her and turned her on immensely. With that, Ashley rolled Spencer with her torso onto her back, immediately scrambling down so her face was at Spencer’s waist. The first thing she saw was the drawstring of Spencer’s pajamas. Greedily, she pulled the string with her teeth, wrenching them down. She pulled her knees up underneath her and pulled the pants down as fast as she could. She struggled at the feet. She sighed in exasperation as she got up off the bed, went to the foot of it, and gave one final tug with her teeth on Spencer’s pants. She got back on the bed, only to be pushed down by her shoulders.