Pleasure ~ Jenlisa

Chapter 7

Jennie Pov

The elevator doors slid open, Lisa stepped into the suite, shrugging out her jacket and dropping it over a silk sofa in one fluid movements. I followed her, still weak-knee and tongue-tied. The surroundings were as impressive as I expected. A wall of floor-to-ceiling windows looked out over the river. From up here, the traffic below looked more like a child's play set, but London still buzzed with energy. Across the river, the Eye spun cautiously, a seeming contradiction to the old world styling of the buildings surrounding it. That's what I loved about London - the old and the new clashing one moment and merging into something organic the next. Few cities in the world had managed to maintain their history while innovating the way this one had, and everything about this place seemed different from this vintage point. Pressing my hand to the glass, I couldn't help but feel dizzy. I was in a whole new world - in more ways than one. Lisa came up behind me, pressing her body against mine. Suddenly, it wasn't only London that was humming with life. "Enjoying the view?".

"I am, You?".

"Very much. The city isn't bad either". Lisa's lips dropped to my neck and I felt the painful but pleasurable nip of her teeth. My body responded with a sigh, my limbs going weak as I leaned against her. Her hands dropped to my stomach and went under. I remembered then that I was bare underneath, and now I was on display as much as the city below. No one could see us up here, feeling buildings even rose to this height in the city. But I still felt exposed as her hand slipped between my thighs, urging them to open. Lisa stroked my pussy hole with her long slender finger making my sex grew slicker.

"I'm going to fuck you in front of this window". She purred. "I'm going to show the whole city that I take what I want".

My core clenched at the dark edge of at her words. "I'm going to make you come in front of the busiest stretching in London". Lisa's thumb brushed circles lightly over my clit as she spoke seductively.

"But not yet. I need to see how far I can take you. How much that beautiful pussy of your can handle".

Feeling her erection pressing through her pants against my backside emboldened me. "I can handle anything you give me".

Lisa growled, and in a flash, I was in her arms as she carried me to the bed before she dropped me on it.

"Take that off". Lisa oredered

I did as I was told in too much of a hurry to honor her demand than to make it into a show. I slipped my shirt over my head and my jeans off, leaving me in only my lacy bra. It hadn't been too long ago that I would have been too self-conscious to show this much skin to a beautiful woman, but with Lisa's eyes on me, I felt anything but heat all of over my body. Her gaze looked at me with such intensity that I believed her claim that she would make me beg.

"I almost wished I hadn't destroyed those panties". Lisa remarked, standing at the edge of the bed, one hand stroking her member through her pants. "I'll have to get you a new pair so I can fuck you in that sweet lace".

A shiver raced through me at the idea that she was already talking of a future encounter.

"Spread your legs".

I spread my legs as Lisa began to unbutton her shirt. My breath caught as she shrugged it off, revealing a black lacy bra which exposed her muscular bicep and began to unbutton her pants, Lisa tugged off her boxers and her cock sprang free, the head was glistening with proof of her arousal, and I understood why I'd been able to feel it.

"I want you inside me daddy". I whispered and Lisa's head lifted so that our eyes met. She climbed on top of me and she pushed her cock in, not breaking our gaze, I arched against her into the exquisite fullness I desperately sought. My body made precious contact with her abs, my nipples brushing against hers. Lisa's hand slid under my back, as she thrusted into me faster and rocked me toward the precise of fulfillment.

Her gaze bore into me like a dare, and I couldn't look away, even as the strings of my body tightened, winding taut as coiled wire.

"Say my name". Lisa commanded.

"L-lisa". I gasped, breathing hard as the tension seeped through my muscles and tool control.

"Again". She ordered as her hands slid to my hips, pinning me to her as her member drove into me with relentless strokes.

"Lisa!". I cried her name as my orgasm splintered through me in violent waves that spawned through my limbs, but my eyes stayed trained on her. Lisa continued her thrust, hard and fast, as she raced toward her own. Lisa's hand clenched my hips, and her gaze drop on me as she came. Lisa was in total control, but I could feel my own slipping away with each second her skin was on mine. She wrapped her arms around me and collapsed onto the bed, holding me close to her. I was too stunned to move, so I focused on my breathing, trying to calm my racing heart. That didn't seem possible with Lisa still so near me, and when she pressed a kiss to my forehead, and ache burst through my chest that I had nothing to do with the fear or anger I felt during our earlier argument. With one small gesture, she'd washed away all the rational questions I'd had about getting more involved with her I only wanted to touch her again and see her come undone.