Treacherous Temptations [Chaennie]

Sex

Jennie deepened the kiss, opening her mouth slowly against Roseanne's lips and letting her tongue trace the sensitive skin. Roseanne groaned into her mouth as she stepped forwards, her fingernails digging into Jennie's waist through her slacks. The brunette trailed her own hands up the blonde's sides before slipping them under the open leather jacket and gripping the cotton tank top beneath it. She pulled Roseanne even closer, pressing their bodies together as their tongues continued to dance.

Roseanne fisted her hands in Jennie's hair, remembering the last time they had been there and she was now determined not to let her fear overcome her heart. She angled Jennie's head and took control of the kiss, her tongue flickering over every inch of Jennie's mouth and her teeth nibbling teasingly on plump lips before her lips soothed the soft skin.

Soon, Roseanne needed more. Jennie whimpered a little when Roseanne pulled away but that whimper became a moan as the blonde moved to lay soft kisses along her jawline up to her ear. Nuzzling just below Jennie's hairline, Roseanne placed a kiss behind Jennie's ear before sucking the lower lobe into her hot, wet mouth. Jennie's hands pulled Roseanne impossibly closer as she felt the young woman's tongue dip just inside the shell of her ear. A pulse of heat shot straight to her core when Jennie heard Roseanne's breath as the blonde pulled away and moved her mouth down Jennie's exposed neck. Reaching her pulse point, Roseanne licked the skin, tasting the older woman again before she sucked softly.

"I need you," Roseanne husked as she pulled back and looked with hooded eyes at the red mark on Jennie's neck up to the brown eyes, almost eclipsed by arousal.

The brunette nodded once and removed her hands from inside Roseanne's jacket. Instead, she took the firefighter's hand in her own and led the way into her bedroom.

Jennie closed the door and took a deep breath before she turned around. When she did, her heart skipped a beat at the sight before her. Roseanne had placed her half packed suitcase on the floor and was sat on the edge of her bed, leaning back on her hands with her green eyes looking hungrily at Jennie. The brunette had never felt more wanted, more attractive, more aroused in her life.

She crossed the room quickly and pushed Roseanne back onto the bed as she straddled the blonde's waist.

"Woah!" Roseanne said as she grinned up at the woman now above her. "I like-,"

Jennie silenced whatever Roseanne was about to say with a needy kiss, her tongue instantly pushing its way in to play with Roseanne's. The blonde joined in readily, placing her hands on Jennie's hips and pulling the paramedic closer to her. As she did so, Jennie started to push at the fabric of her leather jacket, tugging it away in an almost desperate manner.

"Easy there," Roseanne laughed, sitting up and almost displacing Jennie who threw her arms around Roseanne's neck to stay seated. As soon as the jacket was tossed aside, Jennie grasped at the tank top's hem, pulling it up and over Roseanne's head. The blonde hair fell back down haphazardly as Jennie stared at the bra covered breasts before her. She had seen other women's breasts countless times through her work, at the gym, and occasional spa days with Irene and their high school friends. But she had never wanted to touch them before. The problem was, she didn't know how to.

Roseanne frowned as she saw Jennie's face change.

"Hey," she said softly, placing a finger under Jennie's chin and lifting her head so their eyes met. "Are you ok?"

"I, I've never ... I have never been with a woman," Jennie finished, her cheeks flushing.

Roseanne smiled reassuringly and tapped Jennie's ass lightly, urging the brunette to get off her lap. Frowning slightly, Jennie complied with the silent request and sat down beside the blonde instead who had turned to face her.