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My angel woke up this morning in a mood. She was acting like the hardass she could sometimes be. She'd already taken care of canceling her cards and had also already made an appointment to change the locks to the apartment. Not having her phone seemed to piss her off the most. By the time I got out of the shower, she'd taken care of everything she'd needed to do as a result of the theft.
I was putting back on my clothes from the day before when she walked in with two coffees, handing me one.
"All of my credit cards have been canceled and thankfully there hasn't been any activity on any of them. I'm pretty sure all I had in my purse was eighteen dollars. It's all a fucking waste of my time." This morning she'd already been showered and dressed for work by the time my phone alarm had gone off. I could take a hint.
"Well, that is at least good news. Come on. I'll drop you off at work on the way to my apartment." I chugged what I could of the hot coffee before setting it down on the bedside table. She looked around for what I was sure was her purse before she sighed in defeat and left the bedroom.
Shaking my head, I followed her out of the room. I wasn't sure what had happened between our tender lovemaking the night before and the frigidness that rolled off of her this morning. My guess was that she was having trouble dealing with the events from the night before and unintentionally taking it out on me.
The ride to the museum was quiet. She wouldn't even look at me or hold my hand. It was torture for me because I wanted nothing more than to lace her fingers with mine and hold them in my lap. Her hands were neatly clasped together, resting on her thigh closest to the door. Again, I could take a hint.
As we came to a stop in front of the museum, she started to jump out of the car, but I seized her by her upper arm and pulled her to me. Her head angrily whipped towards me, but her gaze softened slightly as she looked at me.
"Email me later. We'll make plans for dinner or something," I told her and hauled her forward by her arm so I could kiss her.
At first, her lips were unmoving as she tried not to reciprocate. But when my tongue skated across her bottom lip, I heard her breath hitch. Her mouth parted slightly to let me in, allowing a small moan to escape. Not one to miss an opportunity, I kissed her hard and our tongues greedily touched one another's. I reached a hand around to the back of her neck while I simultaneously brought her closer and stroked her jaw with my thumb.
"Lisa," she sighed into my mouth as she pulled herself away. I let her draw away from me but didn't remove my hand.
"Email me," I commanded to her again. She nodded and I dropped my hand. As if to escape a magnetic pull to me, she practically leapt from the car and hurried into the building.
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"Hi, Mr. Cox, I'm Lisa Manoban from Manoban Enterprises. Did Tae fill you in on the situation I'm in?"
I'd finally made my way into the office after a quick change of clothes at my apartment. Now it was time to get an appointment with the fraud examiner set up.
"Ah, yes. Mr. Sutton had only the most respectable things to say about you. I hear that you have your suspicions about some illegal activity that has gone on without your knowledge, which is having an effect on your company."
"That's exactly it. I'm not sure of all of the legal ramifications if indeed there was fraud going on, but I know playing dumb will only hurt us further. It is my responsibility as CEO to run this company in a legal, professional manner. That is why I seek your help, Mr. Cox. I need you to help me figure out how we can fix this without ruining everything." At this point, I was ready to uncover every last bit of any illegal activity and proceed accordingly.
"Ms. Manoban, I assure you we will sort through this. If you were to turn a blind eye to all of this, it could haunt you later on down the road. At that point, you could be held legally responsible. Currently, I believe that, whatever we find, we can prove that it was without your knowledge and prior to your leadership. My schedule is free and I would be willing to take you on as a client. You can pay me a monthly retainer until the job is finished. My fee is $5,000 a month, and I can assure you that is more than a fair price. If that sounds acceptable, I can start tomorrow morning."
Actually, that was much cheaper than I'd expected, so it was decided without hesitation on my part.
"Thank you, Mr. Cox. That price is perfect. We'll see you tomorrow."
"Ms. Manoban, I need you and your brother to keep this under wraps. Anyone besides your father who was involved will need to be exposed as well. If they know you're sniffing around, it would allow them to better cover their tracks. Just keep my involvement discreet. Call a meeting with the other party that is requesting the debt resolution. I'll have a list of questions for you to try and work into conversation. This will help as I attempt to uncover the truth. Again, Ms. Manoban, utmost discretion."
"Thank you, Mr. Cox. I will advise Jackson as well. See you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, I checked my emails and smiled at seeing that there was one from Jennie.
Lisa,
I miss Rosé. Since I still don't have anything to wear for the gala on Thursday, we've decided to have dinner and go shopping. I need a new purse anyway. I'd say call me later but I don't have a phone. Want to meet for lunch tomorrow?
Jennie.
I could tell when I was being avoided. Jennie was withdrawing from me and it fucking sucked. Clearly she needed some space, and even though I was unhappy about it, I would give it to her.
Jennie,
Lunch is fine. I equally miss my brother.
Lisa.
Rising from my chair, I walked over to Jackson's office. Bray was at Rosé's desk, discussing one of his clients with her. From the sound of it, he was trying to talk her into going with him to meet a new client and she was looking for any excuse not to. Walking into Jackson's office, I closed the door behind me.
"Jackie!" I greeted, striding over to his desk and sinking into one of his guest chairs.
"What's up, Lili? Hear anything from Mr. Cox?" he asked.
"Yeah. Actually he's coming in tomorrow. He wants us to keep a lid on his involvement in an effort to uncover any leads to other guilty parties that were a part of it. We already know Nadia's been signing the checks going into my trust. If we want to discover her participation, then we need to keep it quiet. I'm going call Lou shortly and see about meeting with him tomorrow. If Mr. Cox is going to properly help us, I need to stall for more time. I'm not willing to spend another fucking dime 'til we get to the bottom of this. I just have to tread lightly so I don't piss Lou off."
"Okay. I can keep quiet. Rosé's going shopping with Pepper tonight. You want to hit the gym after work?"
"Let's do it."
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"Try this one," Rosé instructed, dropping a red heap of silky material over the dressing room door. She'd made me try on at least fifteen different dresses and I was getting bored. This gala was way out of my comfort zone, but it was a necessary part of my job.
Slipping it up over my hips and then shoulders, I admired how I looked. The material hugged every curve, making me look more voluptuous than I had ever seen myself to be. The neckline was low but not slutty. None of the other dresses had caught my eye. In fact, I really didn't care what I wore. But now that I saw myself in this red beauty, I knew it was the one.
Spinning to see the back, I reminded myself I was going to be there for work, not socializing, even if Lisa did call it a date. She was going to be rudely awakened when I wasn't by her side the whole time.
There was something certifiably wrong with me when it came to Lisa. This great, hot-as-hell girl was completely into me and I just felt the need to push her away.
Mostly, I wanted to slow things down. After the mugging, I started piecing together some ideas that maybe Kai was the perpetrator. It was strangely coincidental that the day after Daddy told me about Kai's vendetta I was robbed by a really large guy who could have fit his profile. It would have seemed like a fluke had the guy taken Lisa's wallet too. Since he had only been interested in my purse, which housed identification that would prove who I was, the signs pointed to him.
"How does it look?" Rosé asked from the other side, interrupting my thoughts.
"I need you to zip me up, but I actually think it looks nice." Unlocking the door, I pushed it open for her to come inside. When she saw me, she gasped as her eyes perused my body.
"Nice? Cut the crap, Jennie. You look gorgeous! Lisa is going to shit herself when she sees you in that dress!"
I frowned at the mention of her name, but Rosé was too busy checking me out to notice. Hurrying over to me, she zipped up the dress. We looked into the mirror together, and I actually felt sexy for once in my life.
"Rosé, let me use your phone. I'm going to ask my mom if I can borrow some of her jewelry. She is forever going to fancy events, and I bet she'll have something to go with this."
She handed it over to me, and I smiled at my reflection as it rang. The dress went all the way to the floor, so I would need to wear high heels. I bet Rosé had something I could use.
"Rosé darling, how are you?" my mother breezily asked into the phone.
"Mom, it's me, Jennie. I'm calling from Rosé's phone. Mine is being replaced."
"Hi, sweetie. Everything okay?" she asked, concern lacing her voice.
"Yeah, everything's fine. I was wondering if I could borrow some jewelry for the gala Thursday night. Rosé and I just found the perfect dress, but it just needs a little something extra to complete the look."
"Why of course, darling. Will you have a date?" she questioned in a hopeful tone that made me feel guilty for not ever trying to date after the Kai incident.
"Actually, I do have a date. We're sort of casually seeing each other, but she's a good girl. You and Daddy would like her. I think everyone likes her." I hadn't meant to tell her about Lisa, but I wanted to make mom proud.
"Oh my God, Ruby Jane! This is exciting news. You must bring her for dinner tomorrow evening. We'll rifle through my jewelry then. Text me a picture so I can pull some pieces that might work." She was talking excitedly, and I wasn't about to correct her for calling me Ruby Jane. If anyone could get away with calling me that, it would be Mom.
"I'll ask her. I can't promise that she won't be busy, but we'll see. See you tomorrow, Mom. Love you."
"Love you too, hon."
After I hung up, I handed the phone back to Rosé so she could take a picture to send to Mom.
"Let's get this bought and run by the apartment to drop it off. The margaritas at dinner were great, but I want to have some more drinks with my best friend. We need to catch up. I need to hear more about you and Lisa," she said eagerly.
I rolled my eyes because I didn't know how to explain how I felt about things right now. "Fine, whatever. Do you have shoes that will go with this?" I was trying to change the subject about Lisa.
"Jennie, does the desert have sand?" she laughed as she unzipped my dress. When my dress fell to the floor, her eyes skittered over me.
"You're worse than a man, Rosé," I declared, pulling my jeans back on.
"What? I can appreciate another woman's beauty too. Jennie, you have a rocking body that nobody ever gets to see. I bet Lisa can't get enough of you. You definitely were born to be a Victoria's Secret model. Ooh, maybe Jisoo can get you the hookup into the industry," she teased, wagging her eyebrows at me.
"I'd die a thousand brutal deaths before I even considered the possibility of ever doing that."
Giggling, she slapped me on the ass and left the dressing room. God, she was such weirdo sometimes.
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LISA
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After our workout and dinner, I drove us over to The JL Cap and Cupcakery's. We both wanted to catch up with our friend Ian, and I needed a drink.
"Jackson, Lisa!" Ian called from the bar as we walked inside.
"What's up, man?" I patted him on the back when he walked up to me.
"Another slow Monday. I'm going to have to figure out a way to bring more business in otherwise I'll have to close on Monday nights."
"I'm sure you and your girl will figure something out, man."
While Ian took off to get us some drinks, Jackson and I sat down at a corner booth.
"So what's up with you and Jennie?" Jackson finally asked. I'd hoped he had been too preoccupied with gushing about Rosé to bring light to my relationship with Jennie.
"Honestly, I don't know what the fuck's up with her. Ever since she woke up this morning, she's been avoiding me. I think she's still in shock from yesterday's mugging. Jackie, she's amazing in bed, but with her, it's more than that. She's a mystery to me, and I want to discover everything about her. Every time I take a step forward with her, I feel like she takes two steps back. All I do is fucking chase her," I told him in frustration.
"From what Rosé tells me, she's very inexperienced. Maybe you just need to be patient with her. Is she even worth the chase? She's been nothing but a bitch to me," Jackson clipped out in a tone that was meant to piss me off.
"Don't fuck with me, dude. Of course she's worth the chase. She's all I can think about. I just wish I could convince her to trust me. Jennie likes to put up walls, and it pisses me off that she puts them up for me too. I thought after we finally made love, she would have dropped them. At least with me."
Jackson started laughing, and I glared back at him.
"What the hell, man? What's so funny? I'm fucking pouring my heart out here and you're laughing your ass off," I huffed.
"Well, for one, you sound like a sissy. 'We made love, blah, blah, blah.' Second, she's walking over here with Rosé and she has her signature bitch face on."
I whipped around in the booth as the girls walked up. Rosé flew into the booth on Jackson's side, practically mauling him. Those two needed to get a room.
Stepping up from the booth, I pulled Jennie into a hug. She remained tense and didn't hug me back.
What the fuck is her deal?
"Please, sit down. How was the dress shopping? I see you got a new purse. Looks nice."
She gave me a tight smile and reluctantly scooted into the booth. I glanced over at Ian, who nodded, letting me know that he'd bring them a drink as well.
Finally pulling her lips from Jackson, Rosé spoke to me.
"Lisa, you are going to die when you see Jennie in that dress. I almost went lesbian on her because she looked so hot!" Jackson grabbed Rosé's thigh, making her squeal. He was jealous of a fucking girl. My brother had issues.
"I'm sure she will be breathtakingly beautiful," I assured Rosé.
Jennie tensed beside me, and it took everything in me not to snatch her hand into mine.
Ian set our drinks down, but a crowd of about ten people walked in at that moment so he didn't get to hang around.
"Where's Jisoo?" Jackson asked the girls.
Jennie remained silent and withdrawn so Rosé answered.
"She didn't feel like going out. Poor girl doesn't handle social settings well. For my birthday on Wednesday, we figured we'll do something at the apartment so Jisoo can be a part of it. Of course, both of you guys are invited. I'm even going to invite Bray." Jackson grumbled something and rolled his eyes. She continued. "I'm going to invite Bray because Dr. Sweeney thinks he and Jackson could benefit from attempting to be friends or, at the very least, friendly."
I nodded my head, agreeing with her. We were stuck with Bray for a year by contract. He already was proving himself with the few big clients he'd landed recently. It would only help our company to have a strong architect like Bray. Jackson needed to get over himself. I certainly couldn't handle them getting into pissing matches every time I turned around. The air had been pretty thick with tension today as those two had avoided each other as much as possible for guys who had side-by-side offices. It was incredibly awkward for everyone, especially Rosé.
"I didn't realize your birthday was Wednesday, Rosé. Of course I'll be there," I promised, garnering a huge grin from her.
Jennie sighed loudly, and I snapped my head to her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jackson practically sucking off Rosé's face.
"Okay, what's going on? Last night we were fine and this morning we're not. You've successfully managed to avoid me all day, and I'm sitting here dumbfounded as to why. Did I do something to upset you?" My voice was a little on the pathetic side.
For the briefest of seconds, I saw it. Her telltale chin quiver. I thought she was going to bite her lip to stop it, but instead, she pressed them into a tight line.
"Lisa, it's nothing. Maybe we just need to slow things down." Her face was telling me that she was serious, but her eyes alluded to the fact that she didn't quite believe what she was saying.
Interrupting us from our stare down, Rosé spoke to us.
"Um, Jackson just texted George to come get us. We're going to his place. He missed me. Lisa, can you take Jennie home?" she questioned, face flushed.
Jackson just smiled at us with his shit-eating grin he'd perfected.
Not caring what kind of answer Jennie was about to give, I answered Rosé quickly. "Of course I don't mind. I'll get her back safely," I promised.
They both waved and rushed outside, probably eager to attack each other. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy of their easy, lighthearted relationship. Everything with Jennie was difficult.
"Want another drink?" I asked her once they left.
She shook her head, sipping the one in her hand. This silent treatment and cool aloofness was getting on my nerves.
Her hair was piled up on her head, so when I dipped my head down to her neck, I had easy access to her skin. Gently, I pressed my lips right along the side. A shiver, one she couldn't control, rolled through her. She started to say something and pull away, but when my tongue gently dragged over the area, she relaxed, leaning closer to me.
Taking it as permission, I softly sucked her into my mouth. Her whimper encouraged me even more. I slid my hand to her leg and skimmed it along her upper thigh.
"Lisa," she whispered.
My fingers rubbed along the seam of her jeans but stopped before touching her where she really wanted me. When I moved them back toward her knee, she mewled at the loss. Reaching her knee, I brought them back along the inside of her thigh, again stopping before I got to where she burned for me. Her breaths were coming hard and heavy. I repeated the motion with my fingers several more times while I suckled her neck, and I thought she was going to come without me ever even having to touch her there at all.
"Jennie, do you want to come home with me?"
She didn't respond at first, and I felt like she was warring with herself on the matter. Finally, the side of her that wanted me won because she nodded almost imperceptibly. I rewarded her answer by dragging my thumb across her clit through her jeans. She moaned but quickly bit her lip to stifle it.
"Let's get out of here, babe," I told her, chuckling as I tugged her out of the booth with me, not giving her time to recover or change her mind.
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I was a weak person. Lisa was like kryptonite to me. Whenever she wasn't around, I could be the badass I was used to being. But the moment she touched me, I was useless. No matter how resolved I was to slowing things down, it all went away the moment our skin connected. Our touch was always laced with burning electricity, and I was powerless against it.
The newly awakened sexual part of me wanted to wrap my legs around her and latch on forever. My practical self was screaming at me to chill out, because without my "Jennie the Bitch" façade, I wasn't quite sure who I was supposed to be. Lisa made a practice of putting cracks into my icy exterior, and it unnerved me. If I dropped that part of me, I would be left with the real me. The real me who was shy, nervous around people, and way too trusting. I couldn't stand that girl, which fueled the need to keep her at arm's length.
When we drove past my apartment, I looked at her questioningly. She brought our joined hands together and kissed the back of mine.
"I'm taking you to my place."
I was kind of curious about her place anyway. She'd been to my apartment several times, but I'd yet to see hers. In reality, I knew nothing about her besides what she did for a living and that she was a fantastic lover.
"Okay, but what about work tomorrow?" I questioned.
"We'll get up early so I can run you home to get ready for work. I want you in my bed."
Her words made me shiver again. Damn her and her control over my body. I couldn't argue though with the fact that I wanted to be in her bed too. My plan was failing miserably.
She turned into a parking garage and found what I assumed was an assigned spot. We got out, and she held her hand out to me when she made her way to my side of the car. Like the sucker I was, I reached out and clasped mine to hers.
The elevator had to be accessed by a code, and we rode to the eight floor. When we stepped out, we went down a hallway to the end, and she unlocked her door, motioning me inside.
She found a light in the entryway and switched it on, illuminating the way into the living room. Her apartment was messy, which kind of shocked me. It wasn't gross. She just had a lot of stuff. The apartment was definitely lived in.
Books littered the room. She had stacks of them on tables, shelves, and even the coffee table. Lisa clearly loved to read. My heart swelled a little when I was reminded that she was more than just a pretty face. I walked over and picked up the first book within reach.
"The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas?" I inquired, holding it up.
"The book is better than the movie, I assure you, babe," she teased me.
My eyes skittered to all of the photos she had in mismatched frames all over the place. There was a large one on the mantle that caught my eye. Lisa and Jackson were younger, probably late teens, and their Dad was between them with an arm draped over each of them. They were so happy, and it made my heart hurt for her.
"I'm going to get us some wine," she told me, walking into the kitchen.
I continued checking out her apartment. She had a massive desk adorned with a really expensive Mac with a huge screen over in the corner. Her apartment might have been on the unusually homey side, but her desk was one that a successful woman would be expected to use. Blueprints were stacked all over the desk in an untidy way. The framed picture of her and her mom beside her monitor made me smile. Lisa adored her family, which was evident.
"Here, babe," she said, handing me a glass. She made-to-look-messy hair and panty-dropping grin had my insides trembling.
Looking away, I drained half my glass. Lisa was so good-looking it hurt. This was exactly why I couldn't figure out who I was supposed to be anymore. Around her, I turned into a giggly, crazy girl. It was rather annoying.
"Jennie, come sit down with me. Let's talk about what's going on with you." She guided me to the sofa and we sat down beside each other. Her arm slipped behind me, gripping my hip, and held me close to her.
"Lisa, it's nothing," I replied, hoping to deter her inquiries.
"Babe, don't lie to me. Just tell me what's going on inside that head of yours. I know you want me by the way you respond to my touch," she declared as she proved her point by rubbing my hip through my clothes. When a finger slipped under my sweater and gently stroked the skin above my jeans, I started to breathe heavily.
She continued her observations. "But the moment I step away from you, I feel you withdrawing from me. I don't understand it, Jennie." Her finger continued to trace a line back and forth along the top of my pants.
"Lisa, I'll tell you the truth. I don't like the person I am with you. I'm weak and vulnerable. Today I came to the realization that I may have been mugged by Kai, the ass that almost raped me in high school. It made me think that I need to keep my guard up because of his threats to hurt me. When I'm around you, I get fucking giddy, and last night just proved that it opens me up for harm from him."
"Dammit, Jennie! Why didn't you tell me that you thought it was him? And what threats are you talking about? We should call the police about this. I'm sure they could do something about it. You can't let him dictate your life."
I frowned. "It isn't that easy. My daddy kind of went out of his way to ruin Kai's life and now he's got a vendetta. Saturday night, Daddy told me Kai had sent a threatening letter. That's why I freaked when you grabbed me that night."
She jumped from the couch and ran her fingers through her thick hair. Immediately, she started pacing the room.
"Jennie, we have to do something. That prick had a gun if that was him. Fuck! That's why he took your purse and not my wallet. Tomorrow, you have to call the police."
I furiously sprang to my feet.
"And tell them what, Lisa? We have no proof. He didn't succeed in fucking me. He didn't sign the letter. He didn't show his face last night. I have nothing."
She stormed over to me and took my face into her hands, scowling at me.
"I don't fucking know, Jennie, but I won't let you push me away. You're mine and I'm not letting you drive me away!"
"Yours? I don't belong to anybody!" I screeched at her, jerking away.
Lightning fast, her arms enveloped me and pulled me in for a hard kiss. Still angry, I went to push her away, but when her tongue entered my mouth, the fire of the fight died in me.
I hungrily met the thrusts of her tongue with my own, wrapping my arms around her neck. She guided me backwards towards what I assumed was her room as she greedily sucked on my lips. After fumbling our way through the dark room, my calves touched the side of her bed, stopping us. She pulled away from me to switch on the lamp.
Her shirt was hastily ripped away and my eyes regarded her perfect form. Reaching for my sweater, she swept it off over my head and growled at the view of my breasts through my bra. Leaning over, she gently bit down on a nipple through the lace of it. I moaned and gripped her hair, needing her closer. She nipped at me again, causing me to groan in pleasure.
Standing upright again, she looked down at me with hooded eyes that were full of lust and longing. I was sure my own gaze matched hers. We both started undoing our jeans, wrenching them off as quickly as we could. She'd pulled off her boxer briefs as well, but I still stood in my bra and panties. My eyes dropped to her erect cock, which pulsated with need.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Jennie," she told me smugly, and I wanted nothing more than for that to happen. I expected her to tell me to lie down, but she spun me around instead. "Lie down face-first but keep that sexy little ass pointed up. I want to see it while I fuck your pussy from behind."
My body shivered at her erotic command, and I complied willingly. Her hands pulled my panties down to about mid-thigh, where she left them, before she slowly dragged her hands up along the sides of my body. It nearly drove me crazy, and I shoved my ass out farther, begging her to touch me more.
I felt a finger slide into my core and whimpered at the surprise intrusion.
"Baby, you're so wet for me. I've barely touched you and I can see you want me badly. Do you want me like I want you?"
I nodded frantically so she would know how much I wanted her. Her finger slipped back out and I whined in frustration.
"If you want me, then no more games, Jennie," she said as her cock, wet with pre-cum, teased my own moist entrance.
I nodded again but moaned when she barely stuck the head in.
"Babe, that's not good enough. I need to hear the words. You belong to me, and I will take good fucking care of you. I'm waiting to hear the words so I can shove my cock into you and give you a hot orgasm. Say it, Jennie. Tell me you want me and that you belong to me."
I tried pushing back towards her so she would push herself all the way in, but she gripped my hips hard with both hands and held me still. She wanted me to tell her that I belonged to her, but I didn't belong to anyone. This was just feeding my weakness.
Her hand came around to my front and started taunting my clit with alternating quick and slow movements. It was all so stimulating.
"I want you," I moaned into the duvet as I fisted it with each hand. Her cock stayed where it was, tip in and unmoving. And while she teased my clit, I knew she was still waiting.
"Jennie, say the words and I will ram you so hard you'll feel it in your gut. I want your pussy to clench around my cock as your orgasm burns through you. Don't you want that baby?" she crooned.
A hot tear escaped out of my eye. I did want her—so badly. Her body was my drug, and I was completely addicted.
"Babe, please. I need you so much. You're everything to me. Why won't you give yourself to me and let me take care of you?" she asked softly as she rocked her tip in and out of me.
"I'm scared of who I will become," I whispered honestly as another tear chased the other one.
"Fuck, Jennie, you're you. Perfect. I hope one day you can trust me."
Without warning, she shoved herself all the way in, and I wailed in pleasure. My orgasm had been waiting by like a crouching tiger, but the moment she'd plowed into me, I'd started to unravel. Her finger was still rubbing my clit but had progressed to a faster pace. The electric heat of my orgasm finally surged through my body as she pounded into me. I was so wrapped up in my own pleasure that I hadn't even realized she'd come until I felt it running down my legs.
She pulled out quickly and went to the bathroom. Upon returning, she took a warm rag and cleaned me between my legs. Once she left to return the cloth to the bathroom, I shed the rest of my clothes and climbed under the covers. Still naked, she slid in next to me and pushed her chest against my back. Her arm wrapped possessively around me, and we stayed quietly like that for some time.
I could sense that she was upset with me, and suddenly I felt very emotional. Weak. Damn, I hated the feeling, but it was a package deal with Lisa. Without her, I could be tougher, but what was the point? She was protective, intelligent, and sexy as hell. If I pushed her away just to feel solid, it would mean Kai would win in continuing to ruin my life. I was over it. Completely over the way Kai had changed my life. It ended now.
"He doesn't own me anymore. I'm yours if you'll have me," I whispered just loud enough that she could hear me.
Her hand guided me over onto my back and she brought her lips to mine, gently kissing me. She ended the kiss so she could look into my eyes, her face serious.
"You'll always be mine, Ruby Jane."
Tears rolled down my cheeks at being called my real name. And just like that, it was done. I was Lisa's and she was mine.
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