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Another JenLisa adaptation. Which means the story itself isn't mine, I just converted it to jenlisa...
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"Please stay."
Lisa's heart constricted as she felt a small hand lightly grab her arm. Part of her wanted to wrench herself out of her grasp and defiantly storm out her room without a second glance.
Who did Jennie think she was?
She hadn't even spoken to her in a week and the first time she did was to unceremoniously order her into her bed.
Lisa felt like she had given Jennie what she wanted and she was under no obligation to turn this booty call situation into something it wasn't.
But something held her back.
For a second, as she reached her peak staring into adoring chocolate eyes, she had forgotten about everything. It was just her and Jennie, pleasuring each other with wild abandon like they had done so many times before, never thinking about the consequences.
There was something different this time, though, and the way Jennie had looked at her made her feel like she could see into her soul. It scared her and deep down she knew that leaving wasn't about proving a point or getting back at Jennie; she was running.
So she sat on the edge of the bed, one hand gripping her sleep shirt and the other arm caught in Jennie's grasp, lost in indecision.
Staying would just bring more confusion and frustration come morning. But as always, she could never deny Jennie.
Lisa let out a deep sigh and turned to face the girl causing her so much inner turmoil. She gazed into worried brown eyes and her defenses crumbled immediately as Jennie gave her a sweet kiss. She let herself melt into the press of Jennie's warm mouth, her soft lips moving delicately but surely against her own.
Lisa felt like she hadn't really kissed her in so long and she didn't realize how much she'd missed it. Jennie's slender fingers combed into her hair as she moved her hands to the back of her head, and the younger girl exhaled through her nose in satisfaction.
Losing herself in the kiss, she allowed Jennie to guide her down onto the bed.
The smaller girl crawled on top of her, capturing her lips in her own again as her hands rested lightly on her neck. She resumed her soft pace but her tongue began to mingle with Lisa's , shyly at first but then delving deeper with every rhythmic movement of her mouth. As their tongues were busy tangling together, Jennie's hands began to roam down her body.
She slid flat palms down her neck, over the ridges of her collarbones to her chest where she cupped her soft breasts. She caught firm nipples between her fingers as she gently kneaded the supple flesh in tempo with her mouth.
