Mistake or fate? (JenLisa Adaptation)

Thirteen

"Make love to me, Lisa." She spoke softly as she brushed her fingertips down a long and slender column of Lisa's neck. Slowly they explored lower between the valley of Lisa's chest.

Tracing and teasing her fingers over the center of Lisa's bra, Jennie then flexed her hand out and cupped two small breasts above her. Succumbing to the feel of the other woman against her, Lisa moaned as she leaned further into Jennie's touch that she longed for.

"Take it off." Lisa said, in a low, and commanding tone as her skin burned to feel more of the other woman's skin against her own.

No more waiting, Lisa thought as she heard the click of her bra before it was discarded off to the side as they wordlessly gazed at one another.

Jennie's hands took in handfuls of Lisa's breast, as she gently squeezed, and rolled her palms over firm peaks. Placing her hand on the small of Lisa's back, she balanced herself, as her lips slipped around Lisa's hardened nipple, teasing the bundle of sensitive nerves with her tongue.

A small gasp of air escaped her parted lips. Her body trembled from the forgotten sensation as the other woman's tongue danced circles against her sensitive skin.

"Kiss me." A barely audible plea was met with an equally desperate kiss as Jennie pulled the blonde further down against her body, closing off the distance separating them, if any.

No more waiting, Lisa thought as she laid on top of the woman of her dreams, a woman she wholeheartedly loved and could not live without.

Biting gently down on her bottom lip, Lisa sucked and played with the soft flesh with her tongue, tasting the ever so sweet, lust painted lips. Lisa was sure there was nothing more in this world that she'd rather be addicted to because Jennie's lips felt like heaven against hers.

Lisa wanted nothing more than to find every single sweet spot that would make her Jennie shiver as static electricity buzzed through her veins, causing her to moan from the intense sensation.

No more waiting, Lisa thought as her tongue slid through small folds of Jennie's ear, kissing and biting the delicate skin. Her nails raked down her sides, leaving reddened trails of raised markings behind.

"Yes." Jennie hissed in response as her body moved along with Lisa's in unison.

Lisa's body nearly collapsed, weakened from her own heated desire, as she tried to regain her own composure and quest to find what Jennie loved most.

Her lips travelled lower down the length of Jennie's neck, stopping right at the space between her neck and shoulder. Teeth sank into flesh, as hands wandered freely over the pre-discovered, goddess-like body.

"Harder." The woman below her pulled her in, closer.

No more waiting, Lisa thought as her teeth assaulted once olive skin, now purple and blue, the colors she loved.

Moving along, her lips kissed down the expanse of Jennie's body, she started to slip the straps off of her shoulders, sitting her girlfriend up, and with one quick one-handed motion, it was gone.

Jennie gave Lisa the warmest, most heartfelt smile, as she brought her hands up to cup Lisa's cheeks. "Touch me." She said, wanting to feel more.

Not wanting to waste another second, Lisa's hands gently cupped perfect, but familiar breasts that she'd dreamed of seeing again. They were set flawlessly in her hands as she held them in her grasp as if they were always meant to be there.

Releasing them, her lips captured the skin, her tongue turning circles at a pace so slow, it was maddening.

Desperate for more, Jennie pulled her in closer, as if it would amplify the sensation of pure bliss.