Midtown Part 8

Jun
2009

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Taylor had been watching Ed and Ash from the top of the stairs. She knew when they bumped into each other and clung, that there would be a kiss. She averted her gaze before calling out to Ed. She had to stop it. She had to get Ed back.

Taylor was stretched out across the bed when Ed entered the room. Ed attempted to keep the irritation she felt from showing on her face. She had finally gotten to taste Ash’s lips and she didn’t want to stop. Her body felt so soft against her. She wanted to hold her there forever…But instead, she had to deal with the drama of the woman that inhabited her bed.

“What’s wrong?” Ed sat next to Taylor. She looked into Taylor’s eyes, seeing something there that she had never seen before.

“What if-“ Taylor struggled with her words. “What if Rob followed us here?” Taylor forced tears to stream down her face. She looked up at Ed, hoping she’d take the bait. Ed rubbed her back in comforting circles.

“I won’t let her get to you. I promise.” Ed felt guilty. In the few minutes she had experienced Ash, she had forgotten about the circumstances that lead to Taylor’s presence. She looked down at Taylor’s bruised face and took a deep breath.

Taylor could sense that Ed was giving in. She decided to go in for the kill. “Could you hold me until I fall asleep?” Taylor opened her eyes wide, pleading with Ed. She could tell that Ed didn’t really want to be with her. She could also tell that Ed felt guilty. She was going to use that to her advantage.

Reluctantly, Ed pulled Taylor into her arms. She couldn’t help but to think of how hard Taylor’s body felt to her. It was overly muscled. It didn’t have the softness that she desperately needed. She needed Ash. She had been staring into space when she noticed Taylor shift in her arms.

Taylor saw Ed gazing at her. Her expression was thoughtful, as if she was remembering something pleasant. She adjusted herself so that she could reach Ed’s lips. She leaned I, but Ed moved away from her. Her body stiff. She could see a vein in Ed’s forehead popping out. Why was she mad when she had been gazing at me with so much love in her eyes? Taylor thought.

“Taylor.” Ed struggled to speak calmly. “You are here to keep your girlfriend from beating your ass. Not because you and I are getting back together. Don’t get it twisted.” Ed took a deep breath. She felt like Taylor was playing her again. “You are welcome to stay here, but I won’t be staying here. In this bed. In this room. With you.” Ed turned exiting the room quickly.

Ash was laying in Ki’s bed. Alone and sulking. She was reliving the kiss she had shared with Ed for the millionth time. While it was a warm memory, she could not ignore the coldness of the empty spot next to her. She wanted to get tangled in Ed’s long limbs. She wanted to feel more of the lean muscle that had steadied her from falling. She wanted to feel more of her lips moving beneath hers. She wanted more. And she wanted it now. Ash groaned loudly. She rolled over in the bed, punching a pillow into submission.

“You aren’t wishing that was Taylor, are you?” Ed had entered the room silently. A big smile spread across Ash’s face at the site of Ed standing next to the bed.

“I plead the fifth.” Ash wrapped her arms around a pillow, hiding behind it as she asked, “Umm, are you going to stand there all night or will you join me?” Ash felt bashful, but full of hope. Ed had left Taylor upstairs alone to be with her. That had to count for something.

When Ed slid into bed with Ash, she immediately reached out to pull her closer. It felt perfectly natural for them both. Ash laid her head on Ed’s chest and listened to her heart beat.

“This feels good.” Ash confessed.

“You feel good,” Ed countered. Ash’s body molded so easily to hers. She felt so womanly. Ash’s hand had slid under her shirt, slowly caressing her stomach. The heat from her hand was making her melt. “Keep doing that and I will not be held responsible for my actions.” Ed could feel her smiling. She didn’t stop though, her movements changed. She was now lightly scraping her nails against her skin.

Ash was delighted when she felt the muscles in Ed’s stomach tighten. She was happy that she could have this kind of effect on her. She was so involved in her small victory, she didn’t notice when Ed gripped her by her waist and shifted her. She was now laying on top of her.

This position seemed too intimate. Ash was so much more aware of Ed in this position. Ed made her feel so small.

Ed was aware of Ash too. She could see soft mounds of flesh peeking out from the top of her tank. Flesh that needed exploring.

Ash took a chance and looked up at Ed. She could feel Ed’s hands on her waist again pulling her up, so that their faces were closer together. Her expression was intense.

Ed intended to kiss her slowly, to be tender, but when their lips met, all of her good intentions went out of the window. There was something about her lips that ignited her passion. Or maybe it was how she shamelessly pressed her body against her.

Ash tangled her hands in Ed’s hair, holding her prisoner. It felt too good to risk Ed stopping. Ed’s hands were holding her by her hips, helping her achieve a closeness she didn’t think was possible. Yet, she still wanted to be closer.

Their lips broke apart when Ash kissed down her cheek to nibble on Ed’s ear. “What are you doing to me?” Ed asked. Her voice sounded low, tortured.

“Whatever you want me to…” Ash whispered into her ear, before taking the lobe into her mouth.

“You drive me crazy!” Ed exclaimed before rolling Ash over onto her back. Her thigh was pressed against Ash in a teasing way.

“Sometimes it really sucks to be small…”Ash giggled.

“But I like your size. You feel good in my hands.”

“If that’s true, then stop talking and touch me.”

That was all the encouragement Ed needed. She slid her hands beneath Ash, crushing the softness of her ass in her hands. Up her body, her hand traveled lifting her shirt. She pressed her lips against the delicate skin of Ash’s breast. She took her time, exploring the small mound. She kissed the underside, nipping softly with her teeth. When she finally took her nipple into her mouth, it was hard. She sucked it, applying firm pressure. Ash’s moans filled the room, urging Ed to continue.

Ed kissed down her body, biting the ticklish skin at her sides. Ed slid her hand inside Ash’s bottoms, seeking something warm and wet. Ash gasped when Ed found what she had been looking for. She kept her pace easy as her fingers glided over Ash’s swollen lips.

Ash bit her lips to keep from crying out. With her eyes squeezed shut, she concentrated on what her body was feeling. Her hips rotated in circles, keeping the pressure how she wanted it. She wanted control, but it felt too good to fight. It was a losing battle.

When Ed’s mouth replaced her fingers, and her fingers slipped inside her, Ash gave up. She felt her body bucking, motivated by the sound of Ed tasting her and liking it. She felt heat take over her body before her body started to shudder.

Ash lay there, completely naked with Ed’s hands tracing patterns on her skin. Ash had a pillow covering her face in embarrassment.

“I was loud wasn’t I?”

“Nooo. You were really quiet.” Ed lied. Ash moved the pillow covering her face to see Ed’s satisfied expression.

“You look…so…full of yourself.” She pulled the pillow back over her face. “I didn’t even get to touch you.”

“The night’s not over yet.”