Let Me Know If You Fall In Love

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Roseanne started to move closer to Lisa's body and Lisa opened her tired eyes. "The water's getting cold."

Lisa nodded in agreement, she doesn't even remember dozing off. "Drain the tub, darling. Let's get you cozy again." Lisa grabbed her glass of white wine from the side and got out of the tub to grab their towels.

Lisa heard the drain start to run. She doesn't even use the tub when Roseanne isn't over. Roseanne had loved the apartment when she first saw it and it was worth the extra two hundred a month to see Roseanne smile like that—it wasn't like she was hurting for money.

Roseanne stole a towel from Lisa's arm and dried off her body. When the towel made it to the floor, Roseanne's hair was messy and the only drops of water were the last bit coming off her hair.

A drop makes its way down Roseanne's neck and Lisa watches it fall lower, between Roseanne's breasts, watches it head left to avoid her belly button, watches it fall down Roseanne's thigh, and she watches it until it curls around her leg at her knee.

"Fuck it, I need you." Lisa pulls Roseanne closer.

"You have me, baby." Roseanne mumbles between hot kisses, pulling back at Lisa's eager attempts at kissing her to get the words out.

Lisa feels the water drip down her body and she regrets not being able to get anywhere else without drying off. "Get ready on the bed for me." Lisa kisses Roseanne's cheek. "Put on the strap."

Roseanne's eyes widened in surprise, "Seriously? The ban is lifted?"

"Yes, Roseanne. The ban is lifted." Lisa nodded.

It hadn't been a long ban, in fact for toys that Lisa had banned, this was the soonest one had ever come back into play. Roseanne was more of a brat now than she was when they first started dating and that meant larger punishments.

Lisa quickly toweled off. Lisa finished her wine as well. The bathroom didn't join her room so Lisa could drop it off in the kitchen before joining Roseanne.

After being completely ready, Lisa opened the door to her room. She found Roseanne with her tongue out in concentration and tightening the straps. Lisa shook her head. "It hasn't been that long, has it?"

Roseanne pouted at the insult. "You usually do it for me."

"Okay," Lisa came over to Roseanne and kneeled down, fixing the strap on Roseanne's body. She squeezed Roseanne's strong thighs. Lisa couldn't resist capturing a bit of the skin with her teeth and sucking until she was satisfied with her work.

Roseanne whimpered and Lisa took pity on her. "Get on the bed."

"How do you want me?" Roseanne raised a brow, she was similarly implying she didn't know who was in charge.

"I'm in charge, I want you lying on your back." Lisa got up from her knees. Lisa loved messing with Roseanne like this. She's gotten used to the pushback from Roseanne—sometimes—she missed it when she didn't get it.

Roseanne must be in a good mood today to listen.

"Good." Lisa opened the drawer on her nightstand. It didn't have many things in it: a lighter—don't ask, a journal—Roseanne's sketch one, a few hair ties—a mix of both hers and Roseanne's, a vibrator, condoms, and; Lisa's target; a bottle of lube.

Lisa applied the lube directly to the strap, using her other hand to stroke and spread the lube around the dildo. Roseanne's little moans and whimpers as the strap harness hit her clit only made Lisa more eager. Once Lisa thought it was lubricated enough for her to take it, she put the bottle back into the drawer and shut it.