ephemeral | Jenlisa [COMPLETED]

Chapter 3

Jennie couldn't remember the last time she'd done this. Tugged a woman against her like this, initiated a kiss like this, with someone who she wasn't actually in a relationship with. A kiss that was quickly growing hungrier by the second.

Probably because she'd never done this, the back of her mind filtered in helpfully to her thoughts.

It was the only coherent thought she was still capable of while Lisa's mouth moved against hers.

Lisa's lips were so full and so warm and she could taste the wine on them as she dragged her tongue over Lisa's bottom lip. She hated how appealing Lisa's mouth was. It was so wrong how alluring her lips were, when they were curving in a stupid smile as Lisa teased her or laughed at her.

Because Jennie didn't enjoy being teased or laughed at. She didn't, and yet as the evening had gone on, she couldn't help but feel the impact of Lisa's bright grins and mischievous eyes. Pulling her deeper and deeper into this want.

Lisa groaned, a sound low in her throat, and Jennie felt it echo through her body. She didn't realize she was still holding Lisa's wrist until Lisa moved her hands, reaching for Jennie's thighs and gripping them as she tugged them apart and stepped in closer to where Jennie still sat on the dresser.

Jennie moved willingly with the touch because – ugh, god, she wanted Lisa, much as she was loath to admit it, even to herself. She wanted to feel her body that moved with so much grace, moving against her own.

She felt Lisa's nails scratch down her outer thighs through her pants and she shivered, before Lisa slid her palms back up and squeezed. Lisa groaned again, the sound seeming to switch a trigger in Jennie. From wanting to needing, and she nipped her teeth into Lisa's lip, sucking it into her mouth as she slid her hand around Lisa's waist, pressing against her lower back and pulling her in as close as she could possibly get.

She sifted her other hand through Lisa's hair, sliding through those blonde strands, feeling them move through her fingers like silk. Pressing her fingers into the back of her neck and angling her head as she licked into Lisa's mouth.

Lisa's hands left her thighs and she swore she could still feel the warmth of them even as she felt fingers tug at her hair, unleashing the bun she'd tossed her hair into earlier.

"You have such perfect hair," Lisa pulled away from her lips to whisper as she scratched her short nails over Jennie's scalp.

The feeling sent tingles down her back, making her arch against Lisa, moving her even closer. She didn't even realize she really could be closer at this point.

One of Lisa's hands stayed there, scratching at the nape of Jennie's neck and tugging, Jennie's head angling back with the movement, as the other hand slid down her back. And she'd never have thought someone could sensually touch her back, but it was happening.

"God," she panted out, sliding both of her own hands down to Lisa's ass, over her jeans.

She could feel Lisa hum against her neck as open-mouthed kisses were planted against her skin, the nerve-endings there sending fire through her veins and settling between her legs.

Christ, she was already pulsing. Her entire body buzzed with just how badly she wanted it. Wanted Lisa, especially as she brought her mouth back up to Jennie's ear, sucking at the spot just behind it and making her shudder.

She could feel Lisa's smile against her skin as it happened, victorious. The hand on Jennie's neck slid to her shoulders, pressing into her muscles there in a way that felt alarmingly perfect. It was that sensation mixed with that ridiculously amazing mouth on her neck that made Jennie feel like her whole body melted into Lisa's.