JenLisa one shot story's

Testing Your Limits 2

part 2

Three weeks later…

“How was Australia, babe?” Lisa asked. She had just picked Rosé up from the airport and now the two of them were on their way to Lisa’s house.

“It was nice. You know I love seeing my family, of course, and there’s nothing like Australian beaches. But I missed my girl,” Rosé answered, her hand resting lightly on Lisa’s lap as she traced small patterns on the fabric of the blonde’s jeans with her fingers.
“Rosé, if you keep that up, I might lose control.” Lisa’s breaths were getting heavier, her grip on the steering wheel turning her knuckles white. Her girlfriend smirked.

“Lose control of the vehicle or lose control of yourself?”
“B-both.” The younger girl bit her lip as Rosé’s hand moved to stroke the inside of her thigh. “R-Rosé, I’m serious.”

“Maybe you should pick up the pace a little bit. The sooner we get home, the sooner you can feel safe to lose control.”

“I can't. Jennie will probably be there. You remember I told you she's been staying with me while some renovations get done to her house.”

“Yes, I remember. But I don't see why her presence should stop you though. It definitely didn't hold you back last time.” Rosé raised her eyebrows as she noted the blush crawling up Lisa's cheeks. “How have you two been since then by the way?”

“We've been good. It's surprisingly not awkward at all. If anything, I think we've gotten closer. But, sometimes I feel like she misses it and wants more.”

“Good.”

“Why is that good?”

“Because, two’s company, but three’s a party.” And something about the way Rosé said it, with a devilish grin on her beautiful face, made Lisa swallow hard, warmth pooling between her legs.

***

Lisa had barely set the bags down on the entryway floor when she was yanked back roughly and pressed against the door.

Rosé's lips were on hers before she even had time to react, and her head started swimming with lust within seconds. Rosé hooked her fingers through the belt loops of Lisa’s jeans, walking backwards and tugging the blonde along with her, never once disconnecting their lips. Somehow they managed to reach Lisa’s room without crashing into anything. By then, Lisa had come to life.

With an animalistic growl, she pressed Rosé up against the wall. Her mouth closed around the soft skin of the redhead’s neck, her teeth scraping at the porcelain flesh.

Rosé let out a moan, her hands tangling in Lisa’s blond locks as the younger girl palmed Rosé’s clothed breasts.

“Mnh, L-Lisa,” Rosé huffed, her breathing labored. Lisa only hummed in response, refusing to stop her ministrations to the older girl’s neck. Rosé struggled to continue speaking, her speech fragmented and broken constantly by moans and heavy breaths. “I know… you love… being dominant but… mind letting me take the reins?”
Lisa stopped what she was doing, tilting her head to capture Rosé’s gaze. The other girl was having trouble breathing as she could still feel Lisa’s breath grazing her collar bone.