You're Late

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I'm home!", Roseanne yelled as she swung the door open. She had promised Lisa to get off work early, it was their four-year anniversary and the older girl had made dinner for the two of them.

However, Roseanne had some reports to finish and therefore was running a little late. She closed the door behind her and wondered why her girlfriend didn't reply.

"Lisa?", she kicked her shoes off, quickly getting rid of her jacket before finally making her way to their kitchen.

The smell of freshly made pasta filled the entirety of their small two-bedroom apartment. Lisa was definitely the cook in this relationship, she rarely allowed Roseanne to come near the kitchen, perhaps because she almost burned their apartments once.

"You're late.", Lisa had her back turned to her girlfriend, she was standing at the kitchen counter, preparing a salad.

Roseanne sensed her lover wasn't in a good mood. She tried to come up with an excuse but eventually ended up telling the truth. "I got stuck at work."

She swiftly came closer to her favorite person, gently wrapping her arms around Lisa's waist. "Didn't mean to keep you waiting.", Roseanne planted soft kisses on her girlfriend's neck.

Lisa was stiff, she usually wasn't when Roseanne came home late. Today was different, though. Maybe because she has prepared the food and has probably been waiting way too long.

"Come on, Lisa. Don't be mad at me.", the younger girl husked in between kisses. "I'll make it up to you."

"Oh, you most certainly will, dear.", finally, Lisa turned around in one motion.

Crushing her lips onto Roseanne's, this wasn't a gentle welcome home kiss, it was a flame, which could only be extinguished by her beloved Roseanne.

Lisa's hands found their place for now, eagerly holding her girlfriend by the neck only to pull her in closer. She opened her mouth, allowed her tongue to explore more, licking over Roseanne's lips, demanding entrance.

Roseanne chuckled before granting Lisa what she wanted. A slight moan escaped her lips as their tongues finally touched, followed by a wave, coming directly from the young girl's core.

Yes, her body still reacted the same way it did ever since they started dating. Roseanne thought her desire for Lisa would never die down, this was the best example.

Lisa's hand had enough of her lover's neck by now, they wanted to explore more and went further down. Eagerly pushing Roseanne's shirt up, slipping under, finding their way to the younger girl's perfect breasts.

She wasn't gentle, not today, not after waiting two hours for the young girl to return home.

"Ah-", Roseanne threw her head back when her lover roughly squeezed her breasts.

It was music for Lisa, her favourite kind. But she wanted more, she needed more. As her hands were occupied for the time being, Lisa buried her face in Roseanne's neck.

A mixture of sweet kisses and tender bites almost drove the younger one crazy.
What used to be one moan, slowly became more. Roseanne gripped onto her girlfriend's arms, digging her fingers into Lisa's flesh.

Waves of excitement hit Roseanne over and over again to a point where she might come already.

"Lisa-", a helpless yelp escaped her.

Lisa was just probably just as wet as Roseanne, but she wouldn't let her off that easily. She was mad her lover stood her up, now it was her time for payback.

"Yes, love?", Lisa eventually broke the kisses, she wanted to see for herself. She wanted to see the look in Roseanne's eyes.

To feel how bad she needed her right now.

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