Jennie
I stood from the table, pulling her away from the VIP area, away from our friends, and away from Rosé. If there were any doubts about who Lisa Manoban belongs to, I would put them to rest now.
With Chahee giving me approving looks from across the room, I pulled her into me and started to dance. The music was loud, reverberating against my eardrums, bumping against our bodies. I lost myself in the rhythm, moving my body to the beat against Lisa's. We couldn't hear each other even if we wanted to so there was no talking. The only communication we had was between our bodies. I ran my hands up and down her chest, wrapped my arms around her neck and ran my fingers through her hair, turned around and grinded against her until I felt her erection against my ass. Her gaze became dark, hooded, and she kept her hands on me as we moved. Holding onto my hips, grabbing my ass, rubbing my arms. By the third song, we were both sweating, chests heaving from the movement and the effort of keeping our passions at bay. I turned around and we locked gazes and Lisa muttered a curse before grabbing my hand and pulling me through the crowd.
I called out to ask where we were going but she didn't answer. Likely, she couldn't hear me over the music. But I found out soon enough when she bypassed the bathrooms and led me down a dark hall until we found a door. She shoved through it and into the alley on the other side. It was lit, albeit poorly, by one solitary streetlight above. I didn't have the chance to look around much more because she pushed me up against the brick a moment before her lips came crashing down onto mine.
I kissed her back, breathless and needy. Our tongues intertwined and she cupped me under my ass and lifted me against her. I wrapped my legs around her waist, with my back pressed hard against the brick. She pulled back and left a trail of scorching hot kisses down my neck to the top of my breasts. I moaned and felt her cock twitch between my legs.
Her hands rose up my thighs, pushing my dress up as she went. She pressed a finger between my legs and moaned at the lack of fabric there. I had conveniently forgotten to wear underwear tonight. She bit my shoulder to show her appreciation and then moved her lips to my ear.
"I want you, Jennie." she groaned. "Right here, right now."
I glanced down the abandoned alley.
"Right now?" I asked, wide eyed.
She reached up and cupped my cheek in her hand, her eyes blazing into mine.
"Now." she told me, firmly.
I nodded eagerly and waited as she reached for her wallet. She flipped it open quickly but then froze.
"Shit." she said.
"You didn't bring..."
"Chahee asked for it..." she grumbled. "... said she was going to need it."
"I'm on the pill." I offered and her gaze snapped up to mine. "If you're okay with that?"
She stared into my eyes for a moment and I could tell that she was considering.
"Fuck." she growled then and lowered me gently onto the ground. Disappointment swelled within me as I stood up on my own. She ran a hand through her hair and sighed before turning abruptly back to me.
"I want to have this conversation again." she told me. "About taking that step. But not like this, thī̀rạk. Not in an alley, not when we've both had this much tequila, and not because we're this desperate."
I smiled sweetly and sidled up next to her, standing on my tiptoes and giving her a kiss on the cheek. I lingered there and whispered my response, "I'm always this desperate for you."
She groaned, scrubbing a hand over her face and wrapping an arm around me.
"Let's get back inside, where there are witnesses, before we make a mistake." she ordered.
"A fun mistake."
"Even so."
She opened the door and held it open. I made a pouty face but marched through. We made our way back through the dark hallway to the club beyond. As much as I teased her about her choice, I had to admire it. She really respected me, truly, and actually respected me. And she was trying to earn my trust. The least I could do was grant her it. Though, that became harder to do when we reached the VIP table and returned to a very touchy, and now very tipsy, Rosé.
"There you are!" She exclaimed as soon as we were in view.
"Wonder where you two got off to." Drew added, wriggling his brows.
"Just checking out the club." Lisa answered easily.
"Sure..." Nate replied, obviously unconvinced, and everyone started laughing.
We ordered more drinks and, while waiting for them to be delivered, Chahee and Nate snuck off somewhere themselves. Reggie had met some girl and was dancing with her. Jimin was off dancing on his own and having a great time. And Alice finally made an appearance which sent Drew running off after her. So Lisa and I were alone with Rosé. She turned her megawatt smile onto us and sipped her apple martini as she shouted over the music.
"This is fun!" she said. "We should do this more often!"
Lisa just sipped her drink and gave a polite nod.
"Lisa, have you told her what happened at the board meeting today?" She asked. I turned to Lisa, brow furrowed. She must have taken from my expression that I hadn't heard the story so she launched into it. "She was amazing! Put all those old bastards in their place. Every inch the powerful CEO, this one. I've never seen her so pissed!"
She squeezed Lisa's shoulder again and my eyes darted to the contact. I saw red.
"Rosé, listen..." I spat.
"Jennie." Lisa interrupted, with her voice low. I shot a glare at Rosé, at her hand that was still on Lisa's shoulder.
"Rosé!" Someone screamed and I looked up to see a woman with beautiful dark hair and a vibrant smile hanging over the bars of the VIP lounge. Rosé gasped and shot up from her seat, greeting the woman with a full kiss on the lips. My jaw dropped.
"Jisoo, you made it!" Rosé greeted her excitedly before turning to us. "This is my girlfriend, Jisoo."
"Your..." I started, stunned.
"A pleasure to meet you, Jisoo." Lisa interrupted, with an amused gleam in her eye as she reached over and shook her hand.
"You too, Lisa. It's great to meet the boss that Rosé speaks so highly of." she replied and then turned back to Rosé. "Come on! Let's go dance!"
Rosé obliged, taking her girlfriend's hand and rushing off to join her on the dance floor. I stared after them in a minute, in a daze, before I turned to Lisa. We were alone now. She was sitting in her seat, staring down at the contents of her swirling glass, cheeks dimpled as she kept herself from laughing.
"You knew!" I spat.
She raised a brow as she finally looked at me, losing the battle against her laughter and letting out one small chuckle before clearing her throat.
"I don't know what you mean." she replied, acting innocent.
"You knew I had no reason to be jealous and you let me get that way anyway!" I snapped. "Shit. I acted like such an idiot."
"Yes." she agreed, nodding her head with a smile as she leaned forward. "You did. But I stopped you before you could say anything you might regret."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"You're cute when you're jealous." she answered with a shrug. "And it was a huge boost to my ego. Not to mention how much I enjoyed all your tactics to claim me."
I narrowed my eyes at her.
"You're an evil person, Lisa Manoban!" I snarled.
She set her drink down and reached for my hand, leaning forward to whisper in my ear so that only I could hear her.
"You've claimed me. I'm yours." she breathed. "Now, let's get out of here so I can show you that you're mine."
