JENNIE
If I had thought my heart was beating fast earlier, it didn't compare to what happened when I heard her voice. I twisted the lock and peeked out the door.
"What are you doing here?" I brushed some of my hair out of my eyes. She was standing there in jeans, a dark T-shirt, and a simple jacket.
"I have to leave tomorrow afternoon." She tucked her hands into her pockets. "May I come in? It's cold."
"Oh, yeah." I pulled the door open wider and stepped back. Her eyes raked over me and I realized I was standing there in my nightie.
"What were you going to do with that?"
I looked at the statue I was clutching and set it back on the table. "I don't know. Bash you on the head I guess."
"I see." She definitely saw something. Her eyes were locked on me like laser beams. "I thought you slept in your underwear."
"That was a joke." I frowned.
"This isn't so bad either." She took a step forward, her fingers grazing the material along my waist. "Were you sneaking down here for a glass of milk?"
"Water." My voice caught and I had to swallow to wet my throat. "Why are you here?"
"I told you I'd see you before I left." She didn't move her hand from my waist and her fingers were causing waves of need to wash through my body. "And I found out I have to go to Paris tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh." I chewed on my bottom lip. "Thank you."
"I was hoping to catch you before you went to bed, but I never expected to find you dressed like this." Her fingers slid up a little farther to trace the thin strap.
"I wasn't expecting company." My fingers itched to run over her chest.
"What would you have worn had you been expecting company?"
"Shorts and a T-shirt, if I have any left after Jimin packed my stuff. He hates them and made me go shopping." I took a deep breath when she shifted closer to me. "Lucky you."
"Lucky me." Her breath rushed over my skin and I shivered. "Why did you want to see me, Jennie?"
Her fingers had moved to brush the hair off my shoulder and grazed along the skin of my collarbone. I don't know if it was the wine or the fact that I didn't want to fight it anymore, but I threw caution to the wind.
"Kiss me."
"Not exactly a request." Her eyes darted down to my lips.
"It's a demand."
"About damn time." Her mouth crashed down onto mine as her arms wrapped around my body. I ran my hands over her chest while I greedily returned her kiss. When she pulled me against her body, I groaned in pleasure. Spinning around, she pinned me against the front door and I could feel the bulge in her pants pressed against my hip.
She pulled away from my mouth to trail kisses over my neck, her tongue flicking over the pulse point below my ear before she bit down gently. I let my head fall back against the door and moaned. Her hands ran over my waist, down to my hips, and back.
"Jesus, I can't get enough of you." She whispered the words right before she captured my mouth in another scorching kiss.
She wasn't the only one that couldn't get enough. I'd opened Pandora's box and there was no turning back. I pushed her jacket off her shoulders and she let go of me just long enough to let it fall to the floor. Her hands slid up over my body, her thumbs tracing my nipples through the material of the nightie. Fire ran over my skin, every cell in my body alive with need.
I ran my hands under her shirt to trace the ridges of her muscles before tugging the material up. She shrugged the shirt off quickly and threw it to the side. The moonlight poured in through the windows, making her eyes glow as she moved back to me. She slid her hands down to cup my rear and lifted me from the floor. I wrapped my legs around her waist and sighed in relief when she pressed her hard body against my hot center. Her mouth teased my lips open and she kissed me as if she was drowning. I shifted my hips in a slow move, enjoying the feel of her between my legs. Then again, harder.
"Oh, fuck." She pulled away from the kiss and groaned against my neck.
"I want you." I whispered the words into her ear as I moved against her again. Forget caution. Forget willpower. I wanted Lisa and I wasn't going to fight it anymore.
She stepped away from the door, still holding me against her. I kissed along her jaw as she stumbled through the house and up the stairs. When we reached the landing she moved much more steadily and we were in my new room in no time. She set me down next to the bed and cupped my face in her hands.
"You're sure you want this?" She was breathing heavily and pressed her forehead against mine. "There's no going back."
"I told you." I traced the top of her jeans with my fingers before tugging at the button. "I want you, Lisa. All of you. Right now. No more games, no more waiting." Slowly I slid her zipper down before pushing her jeans off her hips.
"Are you on birth control?" She kicked her shoes off, stepped out of her jeans, and let her boxers go with them.
"Yes." My breath caught in my throat. She was gorgeous. "Should I worry about you being tested?"
"Done. I'm clean." She looked at me seriously. "You?"
"After my last boyfriend. No problems."
Taking a step closer, she grabbed the bottom of my nightgown and pulled it over my head. Her eyes ran over my breasts and down to the tiny black panties I was wearing.
"I've wanted to undress you since I helped you with your zipper on the plane." She wrapped a hand around the back of my neck, tilting my head up. "If we'd been alone, I would have torn that dress off right then." Her lips touched mine in a slow, teasing kiss while her free hand ran over the outside of my breast and down to my hip. "It was torture to leave you that night in your room."
She moved us back until my legs touched the bed and she lowered us down carefully. The warmth from her erection against my skin was intoxicating. She slid a hand up to cup my breast while she kissed me, her fingers pinching my nipple gently. I moaned and my hips bucked against her.
"So eager." Her deep chuckle rumbled out of her chest. She shifted so that she could slide her hand between us, rubbing the growing moist spot between my legs. "So wet."
Carefully she peeled my panties down my body and I helped kick them off my feet. She slid back up my body, her face skimming along my skin. I sucked in a deep breath when she nuzzled the curls between my legs, but she didn't stop until she reached my breast. I fisted my hands in her hair when she closed her lips over the peak of my left breast. Pleasure washed through my brain and I could only form one thought. More. I wanted more.
Her hand slid between my legs and I opened willingly. With sure fingers she explored between my folds and slid deep inside. I dug my fingernails into her shoulder and groaned loudly.
"You're beautiful."
I opened my eyes to meet her gaze as she worked my body slowly. I slid a hand between us and she shifted so I could touch her too. I ran my fingers along her, enjoying the way she sucked in a deep breath. After a moment she pulled away and slid her mouth down to my other breast to tease it gently with her teeth. When she shifted to her knees between my legs, I reached down to stroke her again, taking the time to touch every bit of her.
She growled loudly and sat back, her eyes running over my body. I was breathing heavily, more than ready for her. I leaned up enough that I could pull her head down to mine, needing her kiss, while she teased my opening. With painful restraint, she slowly entered me. Much slower than I wanted.
"Damn it, you're tight, Jennie."
I couldn't respond. My breath was caught in my throat as she finally rocked her hips home. She stayed there for a minute, letting me get used to her, until I moved under her to let her know I was ready. When she finally started moving, I couldn't think. I couldn't do anything other than experience this moment.
"Oh, God." I moaned.
She brought her mouth to my ear. "Lisa. My name is Lisa, not God. I want to hear you say my name."
"Oh, God. Lisa. Lisa." I said her name over and over again with each thrust of her hips.
"Jennie." She whispered my name in my ear and I understood what she needed. I dug my heels into the bed and lifted my hips for a better angle. She groaned loudly and picked up her pace.
"Jennie, I can't wait much longer." She gripped my hip with a hand, slamming into me. It was too much and I couldn't hold on any longer.
"Lisa!" I screamed her name as I fell over the edge into oblivion. She came right behind me, burying her face against my shoulder, her hot breath tickling the hairs at the nape of my neck.
We lay there limply, our hearts thudding in our chests. After a moment, she shifted so that she was supporting her weight on one arm while she slowly kissed my neck where the charm of my necklace rested. When her mouth touched mine in a soft, gentle kiss, I sighed in contentment. She finally left my mouth, but only to nuzzle my hair. Rolling, she slid out of me and pulled me onto her chest. I traced the planes of her face with my eyes, appreciating the way her features cut sharp shadows in the moonlight. I liked the sated look she was giving me, pride and possession mingled together.
"You look smug."
"I feel a bit smug." She chuckled.
"I can't think of a better way to have christened my new bedroom."
She kissed my cheek. "Well worth the wait."
"Maybe we shouldn't wait so long next time." I propped my chin on my hand and used my finger to stroke along her jaw.
"Couldn't agree more." She ran a hand over my hair and I closed my eyes. "But right now, I don't think I can move."
"This could be addicting." I let my head slide onto her chest, enjoying the sound of her heartbeat.
"Get some sleep." I felt her shift a bit before pulling a blanket over us.
"Are you staying?" I asked. I was in that sweet spot between wakefulness and sleep.
"As long as I can."