Hate You

CHAPTER 12 - Teasing Mrs. Manoban-Kim

Jennie stirred from her sleep, feeling the weight of someone, hovering on top of her.

Her eyes snapped open, widening in shock. Lisa was straddling her thighs, wearing that super short dress she had never seen before.

She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, seeing that she could make out the shape of her nipple against the fabric of her clothes.

When the blonde bent down, her center rubbed against the skin of Jennie's right thigh, and the actress didn't have enough energy to suppress the moan it elicited from her mouth.

She felt like she was about to die.

As the locks of blonde hair descended upon her, a warm pale hand began to roam the right side of her body, stopping at the part of her waist where her tank top had bunched up during sleep, and lingering at the exposed skin of her hips.

"What-" Jennie gasped as Lisa's playful hand started inching upwards, caressing the part of her torso just under her right breast.

"... uh, what are you doing?" She managed to squeak breathlessly. The blonde was doing wondrous things with her hand, and it was definitely turning her on.

But didn't they agree not to demand physical intimacy from each other, this being a business arrangement and all?

All rational thoughts were immediately thrown out of the window, however, when she felt the teasing hand move up to cup her breast. Her eyes shut closed and she squirmed underneath as she felt Lisa's breath hit the side of her neck.

She didn't get any answer from her wife, not that she could even remember what her question was, especially now that the blonde started leaving a trail of wet kisses from her neck up to the side of her mouth.

Eventually capturing her lips for a deep kiss while her hand continued with its ministrations on her breast, and moving on to the other.

Without any reservation, she returned the kiss, feeling how the blonde's lips formed into a smile whilst they deepened the kiss. Lisa was grinding her hips against Jennie and the brunette did the same, thrusting upwards.

"Nini..." Lisa whimpered at the contact, obviously needing more.

Her name never sounded so good in anyone else's lips. But the way her wife said it was so sexy, Jennie couldn't help but get more turned on.

If that's even possible.

So, Jennie, who 'promised' to be a good wife to Lisa during their vows, resolved to give what her wife wanted and repeated the previous thrusting of her hips, drawing out a louder groan from Lisa.

Her dominant personality now taking over, she flipped their positions, now with Lisa underneath her, and Jennie on top.

Jennie leaned down, capturing Lisa's lips for another kiss. It was longer, deeper. She could feel the heat on the pit of her stomach, making its way downwards as Lisa's tongue made contact with her own, gently caressing each other.

Her right arm was supporting her weight, while her left grabbed the hem of Lisa's dress, pulling it up. She broke the kiss, just so she could completely take it off from the blonde, and Lisa helped her by slightly lifting her torso up.

The actress felt her mouth go dry as her eyes feasted on Lisa's body, which was covered by nothing but her sexy g-string, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her breasts were perfect, her nipples pink, and her abs, well, wow.

Jennie didn't wait long to dive in and continue their kiss. This time, it was rather sloppy, but neither could care less as they were both so turned on.