Chapter 108
Lisa
Not only does Jennie immediately kiss me back, but she also wraps her hands around my neck. I can feel her heartbeat when our chests touch, and I can only assume she can feel mine as well. I think we were both near to having a massive stroke, but now that she is silent and kissing me, and I got enough balls to take the initiative, I think all the intensity paid off. Wrapping my hands around her waist, I minimalize the distance between us, and my hands slowly go up and down her back, caressing her lightly. Feeling the shape of her body is nice and all, it really is better than nothing, and most guys most likely didn't get any farther than that with her, but I slide my hands underneath it where I can feel the warmth, softness and smoothness of her skin.
While kissing me back slowly and tenderly, Jennie unlinks her hands behind my neck in order to run her hands over my chest where her touch lingers. By kissing her a couple of more times, more and more tenderly each time, I eventually close the kiss and press my forehead against hers. She mirrors my action, except that it takes her a moment or two to look up. "What is it?" She asks in a whispering tone and a slightly husky voice. God, if you only knew... it's what I've wanted since the moment I woke up in your apartment. I grin, exhaling in a way that is cathartic. "I just... what's happening?" What's happening to me to only be this calm, at peace and not only really aroused but so drawn to her presence as well? "Well..." she sighs as she moves her hands up to my jaw and neck, caressing both with light movements of her fingers, "... we're cuddling. We're on our way to do that, at least." As I chuckle I lightly brush my nose against hers, and meanwhile, my hands follow the outline of her abdomen, all underneath the shirt. "Right, cuddling." I can hear her grin due to her deep breathing, and she leaves a quick peck on my lips. "Have you changed your mind?"
"Not at all," I whisper, while moving my hands further up, and stopping them at her breasts. "Not at all." I repeat, which is when she lightly indicates by trying to lean up that she wants to kiss me. I brush her lips with mine once, twice, then she takes none of that from me anymore and captures my lips in a sweet kiss when I try to do the same thing again. She squeezes closer to me, so our bodies are perfectly aligned together, then pushes my open shirt off of my shoulders and reaches with her hands around my waist and lightly runs them over my back, occasionally scratching me a bit. Without distancing myself physically from her, after she closes the kiss and goes in for another one, I breathe against her lips: "Tell me what you want." Tell me that you want me...
Still hugging me, Jennie doesn't answer me immediately but kisses my cheek first, then my neck as she lowers herself down from standing on her toes this whole while. She looks up at me, her hands on my back with their warm and soft movement tranquilising me and keeping me alert at the same time. "I want..." she starts then puts her lips on my chest where she leaves a tiny trace of pecks, "... you. You on top." Just hearing those words from Jennie speeds up my heart rate, I can't breathe in any other way, but to deeply inhale and exhale. How is this right now so arousing? I've done so many perverted and kinky things, yet not a single one of those moments can compare to this one. I'm not burning up from the desire to be with her, I'm not in any sort of haste to get it done with it either. The longer it takes, the more appealing it seems. The foreplay this long and this slow has never been as sensual as it is now. I can hear Jennie grin once I exhale loudly. She's probably really proud of how she can turn me on. Well, that pride is well-deserved.
"Stop!" I smile widely and swerve down to her, silencing her with a quick kiss. Right after kissing me back, she starts chuckling. "I said stop!" And I kiss her again, which only causes more and more giggling from her. I could go on with this forever, I feel like a silly teenager, and I don't recall if I've ever been that happy when a girl giggled at me for trying to sleep with her. "Stooop!" I cry, then pull her in for a longer kiss, tilting my head to the side to properly deepen it. That sure as hell stops her from giggling, and after the kiss, she's the one to sigh in such a pleased manner as I have before. I guess we just do that to each other, Jennie...
