Jennie

"A nanny? Hell, I was thankful when Hawkins' mom stayed with us a few weeks after the twins were born. Now, we have a part-time nanny and a housekeeper that comes three times a week. You wouldn't believe how much it's helped me."

I crossed my arms glaring at Somi. Somi is one of my best friends. We met when she started working at a café, I worked at, and I was training her to be my replacement. It didn't take long to realize, we enjoyed each others company. About a year later, and a string of assholes, Somi opened her eyes to Hawkins, head of Lisa's security detail. I like to think I deserve all the credit for the two of them falling in love and getting married, and eventually becoming parents to identical twin girls. Poor Hawkins. He, also has two identical twin sisters, and nieces. He'll always be outnumbered, and will never win. Ever. Somi, actually thought about getting a male puppy, just so there was another pair of balls in the house.

"That's because you have twins. You're supposed to be on my side." I started to realize how petulant I was sounding and sat in one of the twins' bean bag chairs.

Somi smiled as she handed me the bottle of wine. "I am on your side. Always on your side, but Lisa's right, hun. She wants you to take better of yourself, and you can't do that if you're busy working or taking care of Emersyn."

I sighed. "I don't know why this has to be an issue. Thousands of women do it. Why should I be any different?" My phone buzzed with another call from Lisa. I stood up. "I should go. I just left Lisa and Emersyn and didn't even tell her where I was going."

Somi walked me to the door. "Oh, I'm sure she knows." Yeah, she was right about that. I gave her a hug. "Kiss those girls for me."


I finally made my way back home. It wasn't even noon yet, and I was already hating this day. Just like I've always hated it in the past. Yeah, maybe I was overreacting and should've heard Lisa out. We also, wouldn't have to depend on Magda as much, no matter what she said. I sighed as I leaned my head against the wall in the elevator. Dammit. Lisa was right. Bastard, knew it too. Begrudgingly, I made my way inside. When I finally stepped foot into our condo, it was quiet. Too quiet. I went to Emersyn's room, thinking maybe Lisa laid her down for a nap.

I peeked into her crib. It was empty.

"Sandara stole her."

I jumped at the sound of Lisa's voice behind me. "Why? She didn't need to do that."

Lisa casually strolled into the room. "Because I asked her to."

I took a deep breath. "I'm sorry about earlier. If you want us to have a nanny, then that's fine—"

"Is it?" Lisa cut me off. She crossed her arms as she studied me. "I brought it up, because it would be to help. I'm not home as much as I like, and that kills me. I'm missing out on Flick growing up. I don't see you as often as I should." She ran her hand thru her hair.

Ever since Lisa's company took on more projects, she's been even busier now than ever. She finally looked back at me. "I shouldn't have to schedule when I want to fuck my wife. That's not the kind of relationship I ever wanted to have." She stared at the ground, lost in thought.

"Was having Emersyn so soon a mistake?" Her head snapped up to mine at my words. "Maybe, we should've waited, or been more careful, or I could've gotten on birth control…" She reached me in two quick strides.

"Having Emersyn was not a mistake. I wouldn't change having her for anything in the world. She's a part of both of us. I guess it's safe to admit that I wanted you pregnant sooner."

My eyes widened at her admission. She shook her head. "Don't look at me like that. It's true. The moment I had you bare, I wanted you pregnant. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I took you to an abandoned warehouse, because I was furious at the events that happened that day, and the next thing I knew, I had you up against a brick wall, fucking you as if my life depended on it. In fact," She lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around her. "I think we need to work on getting you pregnant again."

She carried me to our bedroom. "Lisa, you know…" I trail off.

"Yes, I know. But it doesn't mean we can't have fun trying."


"Carlisle, would you mind forwarding those documents to United Saints? We just need a signature before we can authorize the transfer."

"Yes ma'am, anything else?"

I looked up at Carlisle. He looked anxious. I glanced at the time, it was just past six in the evening. I sighed. "I'm sorry, Carlisle, those can wait until the morning, I didn't mean to keep you here."

He smiled. "It's no problem, ma'am. I'll forward these and head on out, if that's alright."

"Yes, perfect. Thank you."

He nodded as he left the room. I went back to going over my unanswered emails. An incoming instant message from Lisa took my attention.

Lisa M: Why are you still working?

I sighed. I thought about ignoring her message, but she caught onto me at the very beginning and purposely disabled my feature to do that.

Jennie M: I'm almost done, just a few more things to confirm.

Lisa M: You have ten minutes, otherwise I'm freezing your access.

I scowled. That bastard. She really takes being the boss seriously.

Jennie M: FINE!

Lisa M: Don't shout at me.

My eyes narrowed at her message.

Jennie M: I'M NOT

Lisa M: 8 minutes, then I want you in my office.

This elicited another scowl.

Jennie M: FOR WHAT

Lisa M: So I can redden your ass. Don't keep me waiting.

I shivered. Finally. I would be completely lying if I said that didn't turn me on.


I went back to working, eager to finish all this off. I was sending my third email when I checked to see how much time I had left. My eyes widened in shock. A whole hour had gone by. I checked messenger and saw that Lisa's icon indicated she was away. That didn't mean anything, she could've gotten caught up with something.

I quickly packed my things and headed down the corridor to her office. Her light was still on, so I let myself in. Only Lisa wasn't sitting at her desk. Some woman was though. She glanced up at me and gave me a small smile.

"Hi, the office is closed. If you're looking for Ms. Manoban, I can take a message for you. She's very busy, as I'm sure you know." Her head tilted, as if she was talking down to a three-year-old. I straightened my spine as I walked forward.

"What's your name?"

She raised her perfectly arched brow, and looked me up and down. "I'm Claudia." She held out her hand which I ignored.

"Well, I'm Mrs. Manoban." I waved to the pictures on Lisa's desk. "I'm sure I don't need to be told to leave a message to see my wife."

Her eyes widened briefly before glancing at our wedding picture on Lisa's desk. "So you are." I sure as fuck didn't like the way she said that. Just when I was about to speak, Lisa came into the room.

I turned to her. "What happened to eight minutes?"

She snapped her finger. "I'm so sorry, Jennie. I forgot. Claudia came in and wanted to go over a few reports, and I must've gotten sidetracked. Then there was an urgent issue at one of the hotels." I looked back at Claudia, who was looking a little too warmly at Lisa. Way too warm for my liking. Lisa sighed before glancing back at Claudia. "Claudia, we'll finish this up tomorrow."

She nodded as she collected her things. "Of course, Ms. Manoban." She paused before she left out the room. "Great to meet you, Jennie. Have a great night." Lisa gave her a brief nod.

Before she was fully out the door, I called her name. "Clarissa?" She paused giving me a smile I was sure was as fake as her tits.

"Claudia," she corrected me.

I smirked. I didn't care. "It's Mrs. Manoban." Her eyes widened briefly before nodding.

"Of course. My apologies, Mrs. Manoban." With that, she turned and left.

I turned and faced Lisa, who had a look of amusement on her face as she turned her attention back on me. She reached out to grab me, but I stepped out of her way. She frowned at the fact that I denied her touch.

"You forgot?"

She ran her hand through her hair. "Yes, I'm sorry. It won't happen again." I watched her walk over to her desk and shut her computer down." She looked up at me and smiled. "Tell me you're not mad. You and I both know you wouldn't have been done working anyway."

I shook my head. She didn't get it. "It's not just the fact that you forgot. You forgot for a whole hour, while you were…" I paused and took a deep breath. That was the exact problem. In all the time Lisa and I have been together, she has never once forgotten about anything when it came to me. Or anything when it came to us. What was happening? What was this? Is this what working almost eighty hours a week did to a person? Maybe this was how it all started. Couples start to distance from each other, and the next thing you know, they spend two hours a week with each other. "Never mind, I'll see you at home." I headed for the door, but stopped when I heard the sound of the door being locked. I hated the fact that she was able to control the damn lock with a damn switch under her desk. And, she knew it too. I heard her coming up behind me, but I wasn't going to turn around. Her arms went around me, and I tensed. She placed her head on my shoulder.

"Do you think I don't know what's going on?" I didn't answer. She apparently knew everything, why not let her see if she's right. "You're jealous. You practically marked your territory just now." She slowly turned me around. "Don't for any second doubt my love and dedication to you." I gave her a brief nod started to turn, and she pulled me tighter against her. "I mean it. I love you. But, I'd be lying if your jealousy didn't turn me the fuck on." She made a point by pulling me closer so I could feel her hardness. "You feel that. That's what you do to me, every time I see you. No one else. Just you."

The heat radiating between us was unreal. I suddenly wanted this office to smell like sex. I wanted everyone to know that she was mine. My wife. My lips crashed against hers, taking her by surprise, as my hands went through her hair, pulling her closer. She chuckled as she hitched my skirt up and picked me up so I could wrap my legs around her.

She didn't break the kiss as she started walking us to her office apartment. I pulled back. "No," I panted. "Here, right here."

She smiled as if she knew what I was doing. It took one swipe to knock everything on her desk to the floor. I didn't even want to think about if she might've broke something; right now it didn't matter. She sat me on her desk, reaching under my skirt and dragged my panties down, and placed them in her pocket. "Are you ready for me?" She growled as she stuck her thumb in her mouth, before guiding it to my pussy to check my wetness.

She groaned. "You indeed are ready." I hissed as her thumb circled my clit. "But, I want more from you." I jumped as two fingers plowed in me. "I need you wetter, so now you need to come on my fingers." Her fingers were ruthless, and I had no shame, as I fucked myself on them. I cried out when she abruptly inserted two more fingers and kept up the circling with her thumb.

I bit my bottom lip as she twisted her hand, opening and closing her fingers inside me. The pain that was there before quickly mixed in with pleasure. With her other hand, she undid her belt buckle, pulling her cock out, and started stroking herself. "You don't get me until you come, Jennie." I threw my head back as she thrust in deeper. I felt myself starting to unravel. She spread my legs further apart, and her gaze took hold of my pussy. "That's it. There it is, baby." She spoke in wonderment, as I started to convulse around her. "Give it all to me, don't you ever hold back from me. I own your fucking pleasure!" She leaned forward and bit into my neck, as I came crashing down around her hand, so hard I felt dizzy and overpowered.

Before, I could take a breath, her cock plunged into me. "Fuck, baby!"

My hands tightened in her hair, pulling her closer to me. I needed her as deep as possible. She rolled her hips and I screamed out, as she hit the perfect spot. She let out a loud moan. "Fuck, baby, keep squeezing me. You feel too fucking good."

I felt my core tightening and jumped when her thumb started circling my clit. "Do it. I need you to choke my cock, baby." I tried to hold out just a little longer, but the moment her other hand traveled up to my throat and squeezed, I screamed as my orgasm took over me. Lisa thrusted a few more times, the pressure around my throat tightened and she let out a guttural sound as I felt her release deep inside me. She rested against me, trying to take deep breaths. She finally eased up, and her eyes suddenly looked worried, quickly removing her hand from my throat.

"Shit, Jennie, I'm sorry."

She started looking me over, and my hands went to hers. "It's okay, I'm fine."

Her eyes briefly hardened. "But, we've never done…that before." She traced the line of my neck and sharply exhaled. "I don't know what came over me. I just knew I had to have you."

I kissed her lightly on the lips. "And I had to have you. We were just in a moment, but I'm okay. I promise."

She didn't look convinced as she slowly pulled out. Before I could move, she held me still and traced her fingers over my pussy, and I hissed as she sank two fingers inside of me. She slightly smiled as she kept her eyes on my pussy. "I like seeing my cum in you. Besides, I have Thor sperm." She winked at me, and I rolled my eyes, jumping off her desk and smoothing my skirt down.

She watched me as I tried to straighten myself up. "What? I do. It's a proven fact." I shook my head laughing and buttoned up my blouse.

She smirked as she reached for her suit jacket. "You won't be smirking when I get you pregnant again." Her arm wrapped around me as we walked toward the elevator. I couldn't help but tense up at the thought of getting pregnant again. Not that I didn't want to, I just didn't want to disappoint her if it could never happen again.

"Hey."

I finally looked up at her, as she leaned against the wall of the elevator. "It can." She shrugged. "And if it doesn't, it doesn't. I'm still open for adoption."

We finally reached the parking garage, and I headed for my car. Or where I thought my car was. I stopped at the spot I parked it in that's now empty.

"I had it sent home already so we could ride back together." I smiled. Because, of course she did.


We walked into our quiet condo, which meant Emersyn was probably already in bed. Magda, Lisa's part-time housekeeper turned Emersyn's part-time caretaker, as well as being caretakers for Lisa's niece and nephew, came into the living room. When Lisa mentioned hiring a nanny, Magda became almost offended. To her, all these children are like her grandkids, so the thought of someone else caring for them other than her, was a great offense to her.

"She was a little cranky butt today and ended up falling asleep earlier than I expected. She might be coming down with something."

Lisa's head shot up. "Is she sick? Did she have a temperature?"

Magda shook her head, wiping her hands on a towel. "No, she felt fine, but I wouldn't doubt she may be coming down with something. It's fall, lots of allergies and colds start happening as the temperature drops."

She gave each of us a hug as she started for the door. "I'll see you two later, call if you need anything."

Lisa walked her out as I went to go check on Emersyn. She was sound asleep. I was just shutting her door when Lisa came by. "How is she?"

"She's good, just asleep. She didn't have a fever or anything, but we should keep an eye on her."

I stood to the side as Lisa went in and checked on her. She stood for a moment until she was satisfied before shutting her door softly. "She's a Manoban; she'll be fine."

I nodded as I looked to her door again.


Lalisa

"You're not telling me anything I want to hear, Mr. Williams. That was not the agreement we signed for, and you know it."

"I understand that, Ms. Manoban, trust me I do, but there are no other ways around it. We've looked at every other possible outcome. If we want to complete the project, we're going to have to compromise." I balled my hands into fists. If there was anything I fucking hated, it was to compromise. I looked at the picture of Jennie and Flick, the current picture on my screensaver, then it switched to Jennie and I on our wedding day. It was our first dance and she was peering up at me with her bright green eyes. I was gazing down at her with so much love and adoration. I remember thinking I didn't want the day to end.

It was the day that changed my life. It was the day she was fully mine.

I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair. If I complete this, I could scale back. I could, for once, be home and have dinner with my family. I could perhaps even be there before Flick goes on her first date. Which would never fucking happen. I could properly fuck my wife, without having to schedule it.

"I think our point will be better taken if we conducted a meeting on their grounds. That way they can not only see how fucking serious I am and threaten legal actions if need be in person."

Mr. Williams turned to me slowly. "You want a team to head to Paris? For when?"

"Monday."

Mr. Williams started to look worried. "I'm sorry, Ms. Manoban, I don't think I can do it. My only grandson is being baptized this weekend, and…"

I held up my hand. "It's fine, Mr. Williams."

"I would be happy to go, Ms. Manoban."

My eyes darted to Claudia. She cleared her throat. "I don't have any other obligations, and even though it's short notice, I can make it work." I nodded, taking a deep breath. I looked back at my screen and it was another picture of when Jennie and I were on our honeymoon. I wanted her to go to Paris with me before, but I fucked it up then, too.

I turned to Glenda, who was taking notes. "Make arrangements for Mrs. Manoban and me for an extended trip. Have her schedule cleared." As much as I would love to have Emersyn there with us, Jennie and I needed this time. I needed to be in her pussy as much as possible. We had a lot of making up to do.

"Absolutely, Ms. Manoban. I'll notify the pilot to make arrangements for a passenger line of three."

"Just two." I turned to Claudia. "If you wouldn't mind flying commercial, Glenda can make the arrangements."

She pursed her lips. "Of course."

I sat back and ran my hand through my hair. I knew without a doubt, Jennie wouldn't want Claudia to be on that plane with us. I nodded. "It's settled. We'll make it work, everyone." I got up excusing myself, pulling out my phone to send a quick text to Sandara to ask if she could take Flick for a few days. Now that she and her husband were trying again, she felt the need to be around babies all the time.

I walked in my office and was greeted by Chan, my annoying as fuck best friend, playing on the mini set golf in my office. Chan and I go way back elementary school. We were those two kids that fucking hated each other, yet even so, still managed to get paired up. I didn't want any more to do with him, than he did with me. I stole his pudding. He buried my favorite pair of shoes in the sandbox. But, he earned my respect when some ass fuck was teasing my sister Sandara and hit her on the back of her head playing kickball. Chan got there before I did and knocked him to the ground, and sat on him, until he apologized. He then took it one step further and made him eat a live worm.

"Why don't you get your own and stop using mine."

He held up his hand as he feigned concentration to get the ball in the hole that was three feet away. Sinking the ball, he threw his hand up in the air. He turned to face me, completely smiling. "Because then I can't come play with your toys. And you still need to learn how to share."

I took the club from him, placing it back in the bag. "I need you for Paris Monday." He scowled. "Chan, I really need your help on this deal. You're the best man on this team. You know it in and out. You're the only one I can truly trust."

He slumped in the chair in front of me. I decided to continue with the sweet talk. "You can bring Rosé. I'm bringing Jennie, although she doesn't know it yet. We could use a little time away. Catch up."

He smirked. "You mean time away to fuck without interruptions."

I silently laughed. "Something like that, yeah."

He sighed. "Yeah, I can go, but Rosé can't make it. She has a business trip this weekend."

I leaned back in my chair. "Bummer."

He shrugged. "It is what it is. She's been acting…different lately. She always has that look when we're around you two. Like she wants to get married or some shit. But, she's very strange about it. She's adamant about not getting married. We both come from divorced families and shit, and she said she doesn't want to be bothered with it."

I stared at Chan as he began to look conflicted. "Have you tried asking her if she wanted to get married?"

He slowly nodded. "Yeah."

I smiled, cause if I knew Chan, he wasn't exactly hopping on a white horse and promising her a fairy tale. "And?"

He threw his hands up. "We were picking out a movie to watch, and she yet again held up 500 Days of Summer, and I said 'we could watch that, or we could get married instead.'"

I threw my head back and laughed. "I suppose she wasn't keen on the idea?"

"Fuck no. She looked at me in a way that basically said if I was on fire and if she had the only glass of water to save me, she would drink every last drop."

I chuckled. "Well, she's fucking smart, that's for sure."

"Fuck you, Lis. Not everyone can have a happy ever after like you and Jennie."

I got up and went over to him patting him on the back. "They can if you let it. You saw how hard it was for me just to get Jennie. Talk about inflating my ego and giving me shit. That girl did it all. I could've went to her on my knees, in my most expensive suit, and she still would've looked the other way." I poured us both a drink. "You could always go with plan B."

"What's that?"

"Tying her up, until she says yes. That was my plan, if Jennie said no."

He rolled his eyes, and was just about to comment, when there was a knock on my office door. Claudia peered her head around the corner and smiled. I nodded, giving her permission to enter.

I couldn't help but notice the way she sashayed her hips as she walked toward me and handed me a file. "These just came over by courier, and since I was headed your way, I thought I would drop them off." She turned to face Chan. "Great to see you again, Chan."

He nodded, taking the last sip of his bourbon. "You as well, will you be joining us in Paris?"

She looked shocked for a brief moment. "I didn't realize you were going as well. Glad to have you on board." She paused as she looked between us. "Well, I'm off to head home to pack. I will see you two later." She gave one last lingering look before she shut the door.

Chan immediately turned to me. "What the fuck was that?"

"What?"

"She was practically in here eye fucking you. Has Jennie met her yet?"

I silently laughed. "I'm well aware of her apparent crush on me, which is why she'll be placed elsewhere after Paris. Jennie met her the other day and didn't take too kindly to her. Her jealousy was showing hardcore."

Chan looked toward the door. "I'm surprised you haven't gotten rid of her yet."

I ran my hand through my hair as I got up, grabbing my laptop to take with me. "Yeah, it's first on the list. I'm going to head on home and surprise my wife, letting her know that she's going to Paris. I'll see you later."

I was already thinking of plans for Paris. Granted it didn't matter, because I planned on fucking her on every inch of our hotel room. I made a note to schedule a second trip to Paris for us, since I clearly had no plans to let her see it on this trip.

The smell of something delicious wafted from the kitchen. I peeked in, and Jennie was peering over a pot, stirring something. She had on one of my dress shirts that fell mid-thigh paired with striped thigh-high socks, which she used to her advantage as she slid to the fridge to get something out of it.

She stopped abruptly when she saw me and smiled coyly as she walked back to the stove. "You're home on time for once." She peered back at me over her shoulder. "Special occasion?" She finished adding whatever she needed to the pot and turned to face me, hand on her hip.

My eyes narrowed at her, as I slowly entered the room, unknotting my tie. My arm wrapped around her waist, and she yelped. "You know I love your sassy mouth." I leaned down, lightly biting and sucking her neck, and she moaned.

"What else do you love?" she panted.

I palmed her ass and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around me. "The way your pussy feels when you squeeze me as you're coming around my cock." I moved things to the side, placing her on top of the island, my hands roaming up her shirt. I froze at the sound of someone clearing their throat.

I peered over her shoulder to find Magda smiling at us. Jennie started giggling, as she tried to bury her face in my shoulder. "Magda, I didn't know you were still here."

She started laughing as she waved her hand. "I'll see myself out."

Jennie started to move off the table, but I held her still. "She said she can see herself out."

"Lisa!" she loudly whispered.

I sighed, adjusting myself. "Don't you move," I gave her a pointed look as I ran after Magda.

A few minutes later, I went back into the kitchen, fully prepared to pick up where we left off. Jennie was dishing up food. She fucking moved. I sighed, "I should've known you wouldn't follow instructions."

She smirked at me as she placed a plate in front of me. I quickly grabbed a bottle of wine. I couldn't even remember the last time I had a sit-down dinner with my wife. I scooted my chair closer to her, picked her up, and placed her in my lap.

"I had my own chair."

I poured us both a glass of wine. "I know, but it's easier for me to tease you this way." She looked at me confused at first, until my free hand grazed her inner thigh. She quickly crossed her leg. As if that's going to stop me. I looked over our plates. "This smells good, what is it?"

Her eyes lit up. "Shoyu chicken. It's Hawaiian." She cut a piece and fed it to me. I moaned as she fed me another piece. She started to suck some of the sauce off the tip of her thumb, but I grabbed her hand, and immediately put her thumb in my mouth, followed by the rest of her digits. I took some of the sauce, and smeared it on her neck before leaning in and sucking it off, and she lightly moaned. "It's quiet. Where's Flick?"

"With her grandparents. Your mom wanted her for the night. Magda was here because she forgot something," she answered breathlessly.

I turned her around, lifting her onto the island. "Good girl." I ripped all the buttons from her shirt and immediately latched onto her nipple. I took some of the sauce from the plate and drizzled it on her nipple, before sucking it off. Her hands started to deftly unbuckle my pants. As she reached in, I arched into her the moment her hand wrapped around me.

"Fuck, baby."

"I need you in me."

Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me closer to where I aligned perfectly to her pussy. I slammed into her in one full thrust, and she cried out. She was wet, but not as wet as I needed her to be to take me. I circled her clit with my thumb. "Baby," I whispered. "You weren't ready."

She started to move, but I gripped her hips, stilling her. "I don't care. Just take me Lisa…please." I looked into her eyes. She was pleading with me, something she hadn't done in months. Something she hadn't done unless something was bothering her. I looked down at her skin, partly exposed by the open shirt, and I saw the tinge of red on her skin that I knew wasn't from her being flushed.

I felt my blood starting to boil as my eyes went back to hers. I grabbed her neck, gripping tightly. What had happened? What's happened in the past few weeks, months even, that I missed. How could I have been so fucking stupid. This whole time, she looked so fucking happy, but she wasn't. I gripped her neck tighter as I slammed into her, and she gasped as much as she could, since I was restricting her air flow.

"What, the fuck have you been doing, Jennie?" I growled. I punctuated each word with a thrust. Her eyes grew wider. "If you wanted to be punished, all you had to do was ask." I quickly pulled out of her and threw her to the floor. Dishes came crashing down around us. She landed on the floor gasping for air. She barely took a breath before I was on her again thrusting into her fully, and she screamed out.

If she wanted to resort back to old tactics, then so would I. "Lisa! Stop!" I covered her mouth, as I thrusted in harder and deeper, barely pulling myself out. If there was any indication she actually wanted me to stop, it was proven wrong by the growing wetness surrounding my cock. I pinned her legs down as they started to flail, as I moved my hand from her mouth to her neck, gripping it again. I needed her to come. I ran my hand through her slick folds, in search of that hard nub. She squealed as I tightened my grip.

Her hands grabbed mine, nails digging in, which didn't even phase me. I felt her body tense as I rubbed her clit faster. She tried fighting me off, fighting to gain a full breath. Finally her body jerked, the walls of her pussy clamped down on my cock. I let out a guttural moan, I bit her shoulder, and spilled myself deep inside of her. It was only when I fully depleted myself did I ease my grip from her neck.

We were both covered in a sheen of sweat, and I slowly eased myself from Jennie. She winced as she scurried away from me into a ball. I started to reach for her, but she backed away. That's when I saw it. The blood between her legs. The fresh tears in her eyes as she shakily got up, one arm wrapped around her mid-section.

I quickly got up and reached for her, but she moved out of my reach. "Don't…you've done enough." She shrugged on the remainder of the shirt and went past me. I was quick on her heels, following as she went to our room and beelined to our bathroom where she shut the door and locked it.

I braced the frame of the door, but the frame wasn't enough to hold the remorse I felt. I had hurt her. For the first time ever, I had physically hurt her. But she came. Because you forced her that's why. "Jennie," I whispered against the door. I was greeted by silence. "Baby, please. I am sorry. I am so fucking sorry."

I felt panic starting to set in as each minute passed that was answered by silence. "I need to make sure you're okay. You need to let me do that, baby." Why? So you could manhandle her again? Show her the side of you kept hidden from her. Lucky for her, she only got a glimpse of the beast inside of you. If she only knew all the sordid things you wanted to do to her. If she knew all the fucked-up ways you dreamed of fucking her, she would leave. She would leave and never look back. You're a sick fuck. I shut my eyes, trying to push down the beast inside of me that had somehow managed to claw himself out. After ten more minutes of her not answering me, I decided to resort to force. "Jennie! If you do not open this door, I will force it open!" I banged on the door with my fist.

A few more seconds went by, and I had had enough. I went to grab the key and unlocked the door. My heart dropped as I saw Jennie lying in the shower, her back to me shaking. I immediately ran over to her.

"Jennie," I whispered.

Her eyes were closed, and she shook as if her body temperature was zero degrees. I turned the steam mist on. I held her close to me, and she just shook, her teeth clattering.

"Jennie, baby, I'm here. I'm here, come back to me. I'm here." I rocked us back and forth, and finally her shivering died down about thirty minutes later. I knew exactly what had happened. She experienced sub drop. She sub dropped all by her fucking self, something that should never fucking happen. I started whispering soothing things to her. Her body was tense, and a few times she tried to push me off, but I knew she wasn't fully there yet. I held her tighter to me, waiting for it to pass.

An hour later, her body went limp and her breathing softened. I turned off the steam mist and carefully wrapped her in a robe. She slept as I dried her hair. She stayed asleep as I got in behind her and pulled her as close to me as humanly possible. She was still asleep as I whispered "I love you" over and over again until sleep finally took ahold of me, and I continued to whisper it in my dreams.