always and forever (in your eyes part 2)

Chapter 6

"God, yes, d-don't stop," she panted the words out into the darkness of their bedroom, her back arching as Roseanne thrust even harder into her.

Fuck, her wife used a strap-on like it was a seamless extension of her body, and Lisa wasn't even quite sure she could feel her legs anymore, her mouth falling open as pleasure screamed through her body.

Her nails dug hard into her wife's back and she still had just enough presence of mind to register Roseanne's deep groan against her neck. Before she bit down against her, right where her neck met her shoulder, the spot that her wife always seemed to come back to. The slight pain flashed white behind her eyes, only making her throb even more, needing Roseanne to take her harder.
Roseanne's hands gripped at where Lisa's knees were locked around her hips, pushing them back so she could thrust even deeper and –

The moan that broke from her mouth at the shifting angle came from somewhere deep inside of her, somewhere that could only feel as Roseanne's hands fell onto the pillow on either side of her head, her body laying over Lisa's, and her wife's hard nipples rubbing against her own sent shockwaves through her body right to her clit.

Her wife's mouth closed hot around her earlobe, before she felt her teeth bite down, and Lisa swore her entire body was on fire. The groan she let out into her ear was deep and needy and the knowledge that she was so wet Lisa knew she was dripping onto her thighs even though she also knew it wasn't enough friction for her to come. 

"I love this," Roseanne's voice was so low and raspy in her ear, and her hips jerked harder against the slim ones pounding into her at the sound of it. "I could feel you like this, mm, a thousand times and it'll never be enough."

She clenched tighter, her toes curling, and there was no way in the world that she would be able to stop the desperate moans she could feel more than hear leaving the back of her throat.

She was so close, so close, "So close," she gasped, raking her nails down Roseanne's back, her hips straining up against Roseanne's even as Roseanne's hips started to snap against her, before pressing in and, "Ro-Rose...anne," her voice trembled with the white hot heat that was ratcheting up inside of her, pulling everything tighter and tighter, her legs starting to shake.
Yes, yes, god yes, the way Roseanne slid into her deeply, grinding their hips together, was just what she – just what she needed. The perfect way, the way she needed to come, before Roseanne's hand slid between them, and everything inside of Lisa trembled on the brink, knowing what was going to happen.

The second Roseanne's thumb brushed over her clit, her back bowed sharply, her mouth falling open as the heat that coiled so tightly inside of her burst out, and all she could feel was pleasure.
She swore that she whited out from it, the blood rushing in her ears, while her body throbbed and she could hardly breathe. Her hips arched hard off the bed, pressing up into Roseanne's, wrapping her arms as tight as she could around her to steady herself, letting herself get swept away.

Lisa couldn't be sure but she knew it was actual minutes later when she fully came back to herself. 

Actual minutes, before she was left panting to catch her breath her limbs feeling so heavy and full like they always did after sex. She whined softly in the back of her throat when she felt Roseanne slowly, gently pull out of her, leaving her pleasantly sated and sore.

Her eyes closed, taking in the immediate aftermath feeling, for only a few moments before she heard the dull thud that was unmistakably her wife taking off the strap-on. And chocolate eyes fluttered open to see Roseanne crawling back toward her on the bed. 

There was a flush over her skin, gorgeous and luminous even in the dark room, her eyes dark and hungry and when she was close enough Lisa could see that her hand was very nearly shaking from how aroused she knew she was. She knew how worked up Roseanne got from fucking her like that; because she knew exactly how aroused she got when fucking Roseanne the same way.

The only difference was that the pressure against her clit and the rush of taking Roseanne over like that – and knowing that Roseanne wanted her to take over – made Lisa come.

She barely had her energy back, but she needed to make Roseanne come. She wanted to taste her, to feel her, to hear her fall apart, and she reached out for her. "Come up here."

All she had to do was gesture for Roseanne to know exactly what she meant. She shuffled down a bit on the bed, adjusting her neck and hair before nodding at Roseanne, feeling ravenous for the taste of her.

The nod was all Roseanne needed for encouragement, before she kneeled on either side of Lisa's head. God she didn't think that feeling of being surrounded by those soft thighs would ever not be the most arousing feeling in the world. "You're soaked," she murmured, both teasing and amazed as she licked her lips at the wetness that had, indeed, dripped onto her wife's thighs.
"Of course," Roseanne sighed, before a whine worked out of her throat. "I need you so much, I'm so close already."

The need in her voice made Lisa groan herself. "Hold onto the headboard," she whispered.

She stroked her hands up the outside of Roseanne's legs, feeling the trembling in her muscles, before she landed on those perfectly curved hips, holding her firmly for only a moment, before she pulled her down, attaching her mouth immediately to her hard clit, sucking firmly, before laving it with her tongue.

Chocolate eyes stayed open, staring up Roseanne's body to take in the utterly perfect way her back snapped back in an arch, her head thrown back with her mouth open in a silent scream.