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I dragged her toward the door, fumbling with my keys the whole way. I was shaky and excited. Already, I wanted Lisa again. She was nothing like what I expected in any way. I bit my lip as I tried to focus on getting us inside.
"Let me help," she suggested gently as she took the keys and seamlessly managed to insert them in the lock. Her arms were around me as she worked and her breath on my neck had me panting.
What the hell was going on with me? This had to be the alcohol. I was strong, confident, and most of all…detached. I didn't get like this over someone. I'd never been all swoony, not even before I married Kris.
"Thank you," I whispered, no longer trusting my voice. I expected it would be as quivery as my insides.
The door popped open, and I stumbled inside, my heel catching on the threshold. Lisa steadied me with a hand around my waist. I was either going to fall madly in love with her or hate her. God, I hoped I hated her. My life would be simpler. I'd be free. I wouldn't be constantly assaulted by so many feelings. Dammit.
She started to steer me toward the couch we'd made out on the previous day. I shook my head and laughed. "Call me superstitious, but we're going to my bed."
Lisa grinned. "You never cease to surprise me, Jennie. That's one of the many things I love about you."
Holding her hand, I walked her down the hall to the master bedroom. "What else?" I asked. Though I tried to make my question sound casual, I really cared what she thought about me. That was not a good sign.
"I'm not going to bore you with the whole 'damn you're beautiful' bit. There's so much more to you than your looks." She pulled me into her arms inside the doorway of the room and kissed me deeply, lovingly, making me go completely weak in the knees. "You're an amazing businesswoman. You built this from nothing." Lisa shook her head, a look of wonder on her face. "I can barely do my own taxes, and you built a winery. Beauty and brains is a really intoxicating combination," she murmured as she moved in to kiss her way down my neck.
Before I knew what was happening, Lisa had managed to remove my shirt and was feeling her way around my back to unhook my bra. I wanted to freeze, to stop kissing her and focus on her touch, but I wanted to start removing her clothing too. While she worked, I managed to unbutton her shirt. As I slid it over her shoulders, I discovered she was surprisingly smooth. I inhaled sharply at the sight of her chest.
"Hey, photographers can be sexy too," she teased as she lifted my chin and pressed her lips to mine again.
I laughed quietly when she finished kissing me. "Oh, we wouldn't be doing this if I didn't think you were sexy. I merely had no idea you'd look like this under your clothing."
She waggled her brows. "Just wait until I remove the pants."
With a giggle, I rushed to the bed, dropping my bra and the rest of my clothes at the foot of it, before hopping on top of the comforter. I was on my hands and knees, pulling back the bed coverings when she came up behind me and began to run her hands over the curves of my ass.
"My God, you're beautiful from behind too. How is it possible you don't have a bad side?" She sighed happily as she joined me on the bed. Seconds later, while I was still working on the blankets, she'd managed to slide inside me.
I gasped as she filled me in unexpected ways. Soon we'd found our rhythm and she was slamming into me, her balls slapping against me with every thrust. My hand found my clit and before long, we were both moaning as our bodies ached for release.
"At the risk of sounding cliché, come for me, gorgeous. Let me feel you tighten around me. Let me hear you say my name." She raked her hands gently down my back until she reached my buttocks, then she grabbed my hips with both hands, her fingers biting into my skin.
She was close. I could tell. All the signs were there: the ragged breathing, the change of pace, the way she touched me with such feverish intensity. I couldn't hold back even though I wanted this moment to last so much longer. "Oh, Lisa," I moaned as I shattered. Somehow, she knew. Somehow, she managed to keep pumping into me, letting me ride it out until I was a sweaty, panting heap on my bedding.
Lisa had exploded in me for the second time tonight. I couldn't remember the last time my body had been so happy. Then she disappeared, taking her warmth and her magical hands with her. I barely had the energy to raise my head and find her in the room. A dim light from the bathroom gave her location away. Soon, I heard the water running. Lisa reappeared at my side. "Let's shower. Then I'll go if you want."
I bit my lip and stared up at her. "And if I don't want?" I asked quietly.
She grinned. "Simple. Then I'll stay," she responded with a shrug.
In the shower, she held me close. We washed each other and kissed like we were madly in love. Yet as exciting as every bit of this was, my body was betraying me.
"Caught you yawning," Lisa whispered in my ear. She turned off the water. "Come on, Jennie. Let's go cuddle in bed."
"Sex and snuggles?" My brows arched. "This is a real treat." I meant it, even if it did sound sarcastic.
She laughed and dried me off before scooping me up in her arms again and carrying me back to bed. Lisa drew back the covers, laid me in the center of the bed, and then climbed in behind me. "I'll just hold you," She murmured as she wrapped herself around me. "For now."
I laughed as my eyes fluttered shut. I may have even fallen asleep. I don't remember that part as much as her phone ringing.
"Not again," she grumbled as she rolled from the bed and rushed to locate it. As she glanced at the screen, she sighed. Catching my eyes, she shook her head. "Jennie, I'm so sorry."