I pulled her in immediately for a crushing kiss.  She returned it with fervor.  It was a firm kiss, deep and full of want.  It felt as though we needed the intensity to make up for lost time.  I let my tongue do a slight flutter along hers.  She moaned and her hands moved up my back under my shirt.  She let her short finger nails dig in slightly as she pulled them back down.  I broke away and gasped slightly at the amazing sensation of her nails on my back.  She moved her mouth to my pulse point and bite with firm tenderness.  It was an outrageous feeling for me.  I was seconds from being gone.

“Fuck….Ashley.”  I whispered wrapped up in the moment.

“Yes, please.” She murmured her lips still on my skin.  God, I wanted to pick her up and carry her off this path over to the cool grass.  Slow down, Spencer I warned myself.  I moved my lips to hers for another kiss.  I made it soft and slow in an effort to bring us both down a notch, but it did nothing of the sort.  Ashley made a moan that was divine.  My hand went immediately to remove the snap to her guitar strap.  I was past the point of reason.  I wanted her naked…now.

Thankfully Ashley still had some cognitive abilities working for her.  She broke away reluctantly from our kiss.  We were both breathing hard and our eyes were locked.

“Jesus Spencer, where did you learn to kiss like that?” Ashley panted.

I shrugged.  I wasn’t exactly sure what I did, but I had kissed enough girls to know that I could take it all the way with just the kiss if I wanted to.

“Were you close?” I asked.  Ashley nodded.  “I didn’t really want to stop, but I noticed we have an audience,” She said directing her eyes over my shoulder.  I turned to see all three horses staring vacantly at us.  Creepy.

“Well for whatever reason, I am glad you stopped us.” I said.

“Why is that?” Ashley asked.  I laced my fingers through hers and pulled her into me so I could whisper in her ear.