Something More

Chapter Twenty

As Jennie followed Lisa to her place, they caught every single red light. When they were stopped by the third one, Jen pulled next to Lisa and put on her best pout, throwing her hands up in the air. Lisa threw her head
back and laughed. Was she enjoying her impatience or was she struggling just as much? Either way she was dying to show Lisa just how much she wanted her.

She pulled into the spot next to Lisa, who had already gotten out of her car and was hurrying up the stairs. Jennie  licked her lips as she followed behind, warring with the fact that she needed to be closer to Lisa while also enjoying the view she had of Lisa's ass. The need to be near her won out as Jen stopped behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist, nibbling Lisa's  neck as she tried to unlock her door.

"Keep that up and we'll never get inside. And we really need to because it is way too cold out here."

"I know plenty of ways I can warm you up," she whispered, unbuttoning Lisa's jeans.

Before she could slip her hand inside, Lisa cheered and pushed open the door. "Finally!"

Jennie kicked the door closed and pushed Lisa up against it. She stripped off their coats, letting them fall to the floor. She crushed their lips together and smiled when a bite to Lisa's lower lip resulted in a hiss and then a groan. She walked her toward the bedroom. She immediately missed the full body contact and couldn't make it more than a few feet before she pressed Lisa into a wall, grabbing her ass and pressing slow, wet kisses along her neck. When she reached the base of her throat, she was thwarted by Lisa's sweater—momentarily. She yanked it over her head and threw it on the floor, as if the sweater had offended her.

Pressing their lips together, she turned Lisa toward her bedroom again until she remembered that meant going upstairs. She reluctantly broke their kiss in order to make it upstairs safely. She took advantage of the break to unbutton her own shirt and slide it off.

At the foot of the bed, they discarded their T-shirts and bras. Jennie wrapped an arm around Lisa's waist. The first touch of bare skin to bare skin flipped something in Jennie's consciousness and she paused, holding Lisa
against her. She didn't want to rush. She wanted to savor every taste. She wanted to bask in every gasp her touch would elicit.

Lisa pulled back, breathing heavily and furrowing her eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

Jennie licked her lips as she studied Lisa's face. "At first, I wanted to fuck you hard and fast." Lisa whimpered and her eyes fluttered closed. "But now, I want to make love to you slowly and indulge in every part of you."

"You can have me anyway you want. Just have me," she rasped.

Jennie lightly held onto Lisa's hips as she kissed her, unhurried and almost lazy. Each stroke of her tongue matched the slow brush of her fingertips up and down Lisa's sides. As she pressed kisses down her neck and across her shoulder, she unzipped her jeans, reveling in the way Lisa continually rolled her hips forward as she tried to make Jen go faster. She slid her hands inside and cupped her ass before removing her jeans.

When she trailed her fingers up the backs of her legs, Lisa shivered against her touch, gripping Jennie's shoulder. She peppered kisses along her inner thighs and Lisa let out her first gasp. Oh, how she loved that sound. She closed her eyes as her nose brushed against the front of Lisa's underwear and her mouth watered. Before she could get distracted, she stood and gently pushed Lisa back until she sat on the bed.

Lisa undid Jennie's jeans as she pressed soft kisses to her stomach. Jennie moaned and let her head drop back and she pushed her hand through Lisa's hair. Her lips were so soft and warm and when she flicked her tongue just above her waistband, Jen rolled her hips forward and let out a strangled, "Yes." She stepped out of her jeans and kicked them to the side.