Today I Met The Girl I'm Going To M... - Chapter 48: Chapter 48

So, my keys did indeed get picked up.
I can't tell you how exactly or when, but I know they did.
I know that because Jennie and I are currently on my bed.
My bed!
I'm explaining to her the fine art of knitting.
Kidding!
That's actually code for kissing.
Lots and lots of kissing.
Sensual, delicious kissing.
Hot damn!
We were engaged in a fairly hot make-out session outside my apartment when I somehow found the strength to pull my lips away from Jennie's.
It was so hard!
The hardest thing I think I've ever done.
But that tiny break was so worth it because it led to me getting the door open and Jennie following me inside.
Oh right, all the while we kept on kissing.
I couldn't breathe at one point but I didn't give a flying fuck.
I would gladly suffocate in Jennie kisses any day.
They are the best.
The best!
We made our way to my bedroom, which wasn't easy because our lips refused to part from each other.
And our hands.
Oh god our hands!
They roamed and explored our respective bodies. Adding fuel and desire to the fire that Jennie ignited within me the second our lips connected.
Whimpers and light moans could be heard in my otherwise silent apartment.
But it wasn't until I pushed Jennie back on my bed that things really began to heat up.
I dragged my lips across her jaw line and down her neck as her legs pulled me into her even more than I thought possible.
We rocked together and the groan that Jennie emitted when I nipped at her smooth skin sent liquid heat shooting through every part of me.
Every part!
Consequences be damned there's no way I'm stopping now.
I simply don't have the strength or will power to detach myself from Jennie when I finally have her more than willing body pressed against mine.
I'm not thinking about anything but how absolutely amazing this feeling is.
Words would simply not do this moment justice.
And it boggles my mind that the best is yet to come.
Much like I will!
Boo-yah!
There is no doubt I will, I'm already teetering of the edge and we still have our clothes on.
Not for long though!
Oh!
Yeah!
Jennie guides my mouth back to hers and our lips immediately part.
It's like we know exactly what the other person is thinking and what they need.
Her tongue sweeps the roof of my mouth in a manner that makes me quiver.
The best kind of quiver!
I was a bit worried that I'd fall or trip on our way here but I thank whoever is responsible for that not happening.
I've had enough go wrong lately that I know I've earned that break.
I'm confident that Jennie would have caught me and not let any fall or mishap ruin the mood but it was nice for that confidence not to be tested.
Oh god!
Jennie's fingers are now caressing my sides, under my top.
Under my top!
Because she always wears half a shit our bare flesh is touching.
Touching is good!
Especially when I can feel her the cool metal of her belly ring against my skin. Even though I've felt that sensation before, it doesn't even compare to the experience of having Jennie underneath me.
She lifts my top even higher until one of her hands is tracing a pattern around my breast.
Oh god!
I better not die from a heart attack before we're done!
Jennie shimmies her body down a bit and I'm not sure why.
Oh god!
I know why.
It's her turn apparently to suck on my neck and somehow she's managed to take control of what's going on even though I'm on top.
I'm in no way, shape or form complaining though.
Not me.
That's for sure.
I don't know how she does it, but Jennie finds the exact spot on my neck that makes me putty in her hands.
Literally.
I grind into Jennie as I use one arm to support myself so I'm not pressing my full body weight on her.
I moan.
She sucks harder.
Oh god!
I moan again.
She rolls my bra covered nipple between her fingers.
Oh god!
I might explode before I'm naked.
I'm that close.
And even though a part of me would love to be sans clothes right now, I've waited for what feels like forever for this to happen and I don't want to rush anything.
It's hard though.
Incredibly hard, especially now that my shirt is off.
Off completely!
Jennie's fingers continue to work their magic against my hot flesh.
Touching.
Stroking.
Caressing.
Teasing.
She's everywhere and I let her know how much I like what she's doing.
Do I ever!
"Jennie," I moan when I feel the clasp of my bra come undone. I help her get rid of my bra and when our eyes connect the desire I see in reflected back at me is so overwhelming.
I wanted her to want me.
She does.
I needed her to need me.
She does.
And yet, I think I'm the one who's going to end up begging for more because I'm at her complete mercy.
Oh right, and she loves me too.
I can't forget that part.
In a move that definitely confirms her gayness, she manages to switch our positions and her mouth is sucking and biting my nipple before I can say "Jennie is a lesbian."
She is such a lesbian!
I am writhing underneath her.
Her left hand clasps my right as her mouth moves to my other breast.
Oh god!
My free hand caresses the small of her back and when I push my hips up, the grunt I receive from Jennie makes me do it again.
And again.
Jennie must like that because she pushes down on me, every time I thrust in the other direction.
She swirls her tongue between my breasts and in no time our mouths are fused together.
I tangle my fingers in her hair.
She grips my other hand tighter.
I don't know how much more foreplay I can handle and I don't really care.
Of all the things Jennie has done to me so far, nothing compares to what I feel when she kisses her way to my ear and whispers "I love you so much" into it.
She's makes my heart expand.
Expand so much it almost hurts.
"I love you too," I reply in a voice so thick with desire I barely recognize it.
The fact that Jennie still has her shirt on is criminal.
I must do something about that.
I tickle Jennie's back as I use every ounce of strength I have to move us into a sitting position. Jennie is straddling me and once we're upright I throw her shirt somewhere away from us.
I grasp her sides and when I pull us together the sensation of our bare chests touching makes us both moan.
Moan, so damn loud.
I place my hands on Jennie's jean covered ass so we can grind into each other again.
Oh god!
Her fingernails dig into my bare back.
We're panting.
And grinding.
Jennie tries to push me down but I don't let her.
Her smoldering eyes question me and I answer her with a fierce kiss as I go to the back of her bra.
I get it undone despite some initial fumbling.
I shouldn't be faulted for that, it's Jennie's fault for tilting her head so our kissing deepens.
The kissing isn't sloppy but it is wet.
Much like I am.
I break our kiss as my eyes lock with Jennie's.
I hold her gaze while sliding one of her bra straps down her shoulder.
And then I do the same thing with the other.
This isn't even about foreplay anymore.
I can feel that Jennie doesn't need it through her jeans, and lord knows I don't.
I kiss her bare shoulder and Jennie throws her head back in ecstasy.
Every moan.
Every whimper.
Every sound coming from Jennie's mouth is because of me.
Because of what I'm doing.
This is about making every inch of Jennie's body mine.
All of her.
Like she did to me.
Ok, not every part.
Yet.
But we're getting there.
Once Jennie is braless I cup both her breasts in the palm of my hand and because Jennie's watching me, it makes this moment even hotter.
I use the pads of my thumbs to rub her already erect nipples.
Jennie pushes the lower half of her body into me as her hands latch onto my shoulders for support.
We communicate with our eyes.
It feels like I can see into the depths of her soul.
I have her heart.
I have her body.
And now I have all of her.
Just like I wanted.
"Oh yeah," Jennie breathes out, as the movement of my hands gets a bit rougher.
I knead her soft, perfect breasts and honestly it feels like I could do this all night.
I hope I get the chance to.
"Jisoo, oh god," Jennie yelps after I surround her left breast with my mouth.
Her voice is dripping with desire.
And even though I'm enjoying my exploration of Jennie a lot, I don't complain when Jennie's body descends on mine once again.
I hit my mattress right as Jennie crashes her lips on mine.
My lips are swollen.
Hers are too.
That's not going to stop her though.
Despite the passion, behind every action, what I feel the most is our love.
Our love.
Whatever my past sexual exploits, none of them can compare to what the brunette ravaging me, is doing.
It's like my body was made for her.
For her to kiss and explore to her heart's content.
Only for Jennie.
Every past experience with another girl is being slowly erased from my memory.
Like nobody else has had me before her.
This feels like my second, first time and I hope it's the same for Jennie.
I've never been this in love.
I've never felt want mixed with such affection.
I've had sex, but this is so much more.
The strong connection I felt to Jennie when we first met has increased a hundred fold now.
She is mine.
I am hers.
Jennie kisses her way down my front, making my back arch off the bed. I look down at what she's doing and the burning flame in her eyes only heightens my arousal.
She keeps her eyes trained on me while she slides my pants down my legs. Her lips touch my skin as one moan rolls into another.
Her fingers follow her lips on the way back up.
Everywhere they touch, they leave a blazing inferno behind.
I manage to communicate with Jennie that I want her jeans off as well.
In no time all of our clothing is removed.
All our clothing!
Jennie lowers her nude body on mine and we both whimper at the contact.
I'm not even nervous.
This feels so right.
Despite her lies, I trust Jennie right now.
That could change but I don't want to think about what could be.
Oh god!
I feel our heated centers connect.
We're both so ready for each other.
So ready!
Jennie props herself up on her forearms as she thrusts into me.
I scream out my bliss.
I scream her name.
I can't keep track of my moans.
I need more though.
Jennie must sense that because she shifts her weight and then I feel her hand move down my body.
Down to where I have to have her touch me.
"Look at me," Jennie commands when my eyes squeeze shut.
Oh god!
Her fingertip grazes my clit so lightly but that doesn't stop my hips from jerking at the contact.
"Jisoo, look at me," Jennie repeats her command and even though it's not easy by any means, I comply. "I love you," she tells me when our eyes are reconnected.
Oh god!
This moment is so intense.
So vivid.
So real.
I would love for us to experience this together but all I can do when Jennie enters me is hold onto her.
I want her to go faster.
I want her to but she doesn't.
Her strokes are deep and deliberate.
Her thumb pressing down on my clit every so often.
"Please, Jen," I plead to no avail. "Oh god," I let out before another series of moans comes rushing out of my mouth.
She increases the pace of her thrusting just like I need her to.
At just the right moment.
Her forehead rests on mine.
I struggle to keep my eyes open but I know this moment will be that much better because I am.
Our mouths are barely inches apart.
But we're not kissing.
Nothing exists outside this room.
Nothing.
I wrap my legs around Jennie.
She slams into me.
Hard.
And fast.
I chant her name.
I feel my climax approaching.
Jennie doesn't let up for a second.
"I love you," I breathe out as prickles of excitement are awakened inside me.
Jennie keeps going, her eyes never leaving mine. "I love you too."
And then it hits.
The most powerful orgasm I've ever experienced.
In an explosion of lights, colors and sound.
I'm almost incoherent as I lose control of my body.
I convulse and shout out my love for Jennie.
My eyes slam shut.
It feels like this bliss will never end.
Jennie collapses on top of me as her fingers continue to bring me pleasure.
Tears escape my eyes.
But they are tears of pure happiness and I'm hoping Jennie knows that.
I think she does because she litters the side of my face with gentle kisses.
This moment feels so pure.
So full of love.
This wasn't about sex and sex alone, it's about giving myself completely to Jennie.
And willingly.
I'm hers now.
And when I am fully recovered I know without a doubt that I will make Jennie mine.
Hours later we're lying on our sides, facing each other.
Our legs and arms over lapping one another, while our heads rest comfortably on my plush pillows.
Our half covered bodies are bathed in the moonlight that is filtering its way through the blinds.
I am completely sated and I think Jennie is as well.
I have no doubt anymore that Jennie loves me.
None whatsoever.
But my mind that was able to forget about Jennie's deception before isn't able to now.
My heart that has been hurt by her is more forgiving though.
It seems once again that they are battling for control.
I'm too tired physically and emotionally to let my mind win, my heart and my love for Jennie is prevailing for the moment.
My eyes are getting heavy.
My body is calling out for sleep.
I can't seem to stop looking at Jennie though.
Her beauty is captivating.
"What are you thinking about?" Jennie whispers as her fingers move up and down my bare arm.
Why you lied to me.
I don't have the stomach to voice that concern, our way overdue talk will have to wait until morning.
I can't hide every concern from Jennie however.
I need to know one thing that will make me sleep a lot easier to come by.
"You'll be here when I wake up, right?" I ask tentatively.
If Jennie is hurt by my question, she isn't showing it.
"Yeah, I will," she replies softly. "I'll be here as long as you want me."
Forever.
That's how long I want her here.
"Good," I say right before I yawn. "I love you, Jen."
Jennie draws me towards her and my head goes right to the base of her neck. "I love you too, Jisoo, with my whole heart."
I smile against her skin and even though I'm not sure what tomorrow will bring, Jennie's gentle touch allows me to drift off into a peaceful slumber.