MAYBE THIS TIME | JENLISA

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Lisa was fine being in control and taking the lead because Jennie had been so vulnerable and honest with her before. But also because she knew she had a goal and a focus, and she knew she couldn't let herself get caught up in Jennie because this woman was even hotter than she remembered and her touch felt like fire on her skin. She wanted to be engulfed by her.

So it should have come as no surprise to anyone, least of all to herself, that the mere notion that Jennie might go down on her right now was sending her into a blind panic. A sexy super-turned-on panic, but a panic, nonetheless.

Because she could be brave and lead and give Jennie what she needed, but could she do this? Could she feel that tongue inside her and still be okay afterward? Because this was uncharted territory and what the fuck was Jennie doing because that was really distracting and—

Jennie's tongue dragged across the crotch of her panties and she forgot how to think. "Fuck."

"Get these out of the way and I'll do just that." Jennie pulled at the band of her underwear with her teeth, and Lisa wasn't sure she'd ever be the same.

She lifted her hips and Jennie discarded them off to the side, pausing only for a moment before lowering herself between Lisa's legs. "You're gorgeous."

Her lips closed over Lisa's clit, and Lisa reached out to stroke her hair, half because she needed to feel grounded, and the other half to make sure this wasn't a dream.

Jennie looked up at her and lapped at her sex, her eyes never leaving Lisa's. It was easily the hottest thing she'd ever seen.

"Yes, like that." Lisa lifted her hips and rocked against Jennie's mouth, her body clenching and releasing in anticipation of Jennie's tongue entering her. She wanted that, to feel her inside. "Deeper, Jennie."

Jennie nodded and smiled against her sex before she slid inside, and the slow, controlled thrusts of her tongue drove Lisa crazy. She gripped at her hair and rolled against her face again.

"There's the hair pulling I've been waiting for." Jennie slipped out long enough to egg her on before sliding her tongue in deeper.

Lisa pulled on Jennie's hair and was rewarded with Jennie's fingers on her clit while her tongue continued to lavish attention to Lisa's core. She was so turned on that she wouldn't last long. The anticipation of tonight had been coursing through her long before she found herself alone with Jennie. And so far, she'd been more than pleased with the outcome.

Lisa's leg started to shake next to Jennie's cheek, and Jennie paused long enough to ask, "Can I touch myself while you come in my mouth? It's kinda been something I'm dying to do."

"Jesus fuck, Jennie." Lisa barely strung those words together as she watched Jennie's free hand slip between her legs, her hips bobbing while she licked and sucked on Lisa's clit. The sensations would have gotten her there regardless, but the image of Jennie fucking herself with her face in Lisa's pussy was more than she could take, and she came hard and fast against Jennie's mouth.

Jennie cried out against her lips, and Lisa came again, the vibrations and noises of Jennie against her bringing her right back to the edge and back again.

She cupped Jennie's face and eased her away from her sex because it was too much and not enough and she needed to breathe. And kiss that incredible mouth.

"Come here." She guided Jennie by the jaw up to her mouth, savoring the wetness along her lips and cheeks as she kissed her slow and deep. "You are something else, Jennie Kim."

Jennie purred against her mouth and cuddled up beside her. "That's a good thing, right?"

"A very good thing. The best, even." Lisa parroted Jennie's phrase from earlier and dropped her head back against the pillow with a laugh. "Damn, girl. Just, damn."