Lisa
Roseanne and I were barely inside the front door of my parents' house before our lips were back on each other. I had so many questions, but none of them mattered right now. Roseanne wanted me and I wanted her and there was nothing (or no one) standing in our way. We continued kissing as we stumbled up the stairs and down the hallway into my room. I closed my bedroom door by pushing Roseanne against it and was satisfied with the moan that escaped her lips in response to my body moving closer to hers. I placed one hand on her hip, as I reached the other one around to lock the door.
When Roseanne pulled back to see what I was doing, I pointed to the locked door and winked. "Just in case."
Before I could lean in to start kissing her again, Roseanne ran her fingers along the space between my tank top and shorts. "This outfit is so unfair," she groaned. "How was I not supposed to give in when you look like this?"
I beamed at her admittance, basking in the feeling of her fingers gently moving across my skin, causing goosebumps to follow in their path. "Well, then I'm glad I wore it." I began kissing her neck while her fingers continued their back and forth motion.
"God, Lisa, I've wanted you from the first moment I saw you," Roseanne breathlessly confessed.
"All two weeks ago?" I teased, trying not to show just how much her words were affecting me. I figured if I played it cool, I might be able to keep myself from coming the moment our clothes came off.
"Has it really only been two weeks?" Roseanne gasped. "God, time really does slow down when you're trying to hinder a burning desire."
This time, her words caused me to pull back. "You really wanted me that badly?"
Roseanne rested her hands on my hips and gaped at me. "Lisa, those words don't even begin to skim the surface of how badly I want you. At the risk of sounding crazy, I've never in my entire life felt such fierce chemistry with someone I just met."
With those words, any of my remaining reservations were shattered. I lifted Roseanne off of the ground, taking the opportunity to rest my hands on her butt as I carried her to my bed. I laid her down, wasting no time to crawl right on top of her. I placed kisses along her jawline and down to her collarbone, saying one word between each touch of my lips. "I've. Wanted. You. From. The. Moment. I. Met. You. Too."
Roseanne sighed, then to my surprise started to chuckle. "You were totally checking me out when I first got here, weren't you? Here, I thought you were sizing me up to see if I was good enough for your brother, but really you just couldn't keep your eyes off of me."
"What can I say? You have a very nice ass," I purred, before slipping my hands underneath her to run them over the back of her shorts.
"Oh yeah? Is that my only feature that you find nice?" Roseanne asked, falling right back into the moment.
Immediately realizing what she was getting at, I removed my hands from her bottom and moved them into her hair. "Not even close," I whispered. "Your hair is perfect." I continued to massage her scalp as I peppered kisses along her neck. Roseanne whimpered as my lips left her neck, but I quickly placed one kiss on each eyelid. "And those eyes. They're so dark and inviting. And don't even get me started on these lips." I ran one finger along her lower lip, before tracing the same path with my tongue. Roseanne opened her mouth and my body buzzed as our tongues reconnected. I forced myself to pull away, tugging at the bottom of her shirt to show that I was ready for it to come off. Roseanne lifted her arms as I pulled the shirt over her head. My eyes immediately settled on her stomach. "I also love your freckles."
