Married To Ms. Tsundere [Lisa×Irene]

Chapter 8

"Why do you taste so good?"

Lisa groans, her lips detaching from Irene's for a moment to say those words before continuing their make-out session. Irene's hand went to Lisa's hair, grabbing a fistful of the tall woman's hair as the two continued their session.

Lisa's lips went and traveled back down to Irene's neck, giving out another fresh dark hickey on the woman. Irene moans, her eyes closing at the sensation she's feeling.

The tall woman's center isn't much of a help. Feeling it nudging her center only made her wetter than she was expecting.

"Lisa - fuck. We're outside."

"Let them hear how you scream my name."

Lisa's lips went to Irene's bare shoulder. Biting it lightly while her hand went back to Irene's center, rubbing the now wetter center of the older woman.

Irene's hand went to Lisa's nape, her eyes opening as her mouth went agape at the sensation she was feeling. Her head turned to the side, giving Lisa more access to her body.

Her body gave in, hips rolling as if she wanted to feel something other than the woman's finger. She felt the younger smirk on her skin, causing her to curse herself inside her mind.

Lisa pulled away after a few minutes, her arms circling Irene's small and fragile body as the latter's chest heaved up and down. She felt weak and the fact that the two are outside, making out, it's starting to get a little exciting.

But Irene didn't want that.

At least she didn't want to let the world know how she enjoyed sex every time Lisa's drunk and running to her.

She didn't want to let the world know how wonderful Lisa made her feel every time they made love.

And she didn't want the world to know how big Lisa is.

Her hand shuffled behind her back, opening the door of the mansion as Lisa stride forward. The tall woman removed her blazer, her hand walking behind the small woman and pulling her back for a kiss.

Irene's back is pressed on the door. Her legs lifted as Lisa carried her. The tall woman frantically opened her trousers, her boxers hiding the angry beast she was packing.

Her hand went to Irene's underwear, pulling it out of the woman's center. She pulled away from the kiss, raising the black underwear Irene wore to their dinner date.

"You don't look excited baby."

Lisa teased, her stuffed hand going near her nose as she closed her eyes, sniffing the used underwear the woman in front of her once wore.

Irene felt her cheeks blushing in embarrassment, she consciously closed her thighs, looking down on the floor before a hand lifted her chin.

"And you always smell so good."

Lisa bit her lips, her head leaning again to connect their mouth. Irene consciously wraps her arms around Lisa's neck, her lower body feeling Lisa tugging at something.

The tall woman opened her boxers, revealing the raging member she was packing. Irene felt the tip pocking her entrance, which caused her to bite Lisa's bottom lip making the tall woman groan.

Her tongue entered Lisa's mouth, sucking the younger's tongue in the process. She felt Lisa slowly enter her, causing her to pull away from the kiss.

"Shit! Warning!"

Lisa thrusted her hips to Irene's. The tall woman's lips went to the small woman's neck, placing a few more hickeys on her neck.