Her Voice 2 [JENLISA]

Chapter 37

Long ass chapter ahead since im sorry 🙏 (atp i feel like those bare minimum bfs)

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Jennie

Lisa's room—our room—was dark when I walked inside. Only the single night lamp was on. Once I was inside, I forgot all about Irene and Seulgi. Walking closer, I stared at the woman occupying the bed. One of her arms was thrown over her face, hiding most of her so that only her mouth and chin were visible. She was bare chested, and I knew under the comforter, she was only wearing her boxers.

I climbed in bed and shyly brought a hand to Lisa's chest, feeling the heavy thud of her heart underneath. Her arm fell away from her face, showing me her restless expression. She was frowning in her sleep. Her beautiful rugged face was evidently tired.

My fingers caressed her jaw, and I felt the muscles clench underneath my fingertips. Now that I was here, I didn’t know what to do. What to say…

How could I fix what was broken between Lisa and me?

In what ways…could I bring us closer once again?

I wanted her under my skin; I wanted her soul singing to mine. I wanted to feel her heart against mine.

I wanted to fix us…

Let her go so you can be happy too. So you can breathe.

Irene's words echoed through my ears as my head made a slow descent toward Lisa's. My lips brushed against hers, lightly at first, and then I put more pressure.

Her chest rumbled with a groan. I pulled away to see her eyes opened, staring at me with a mixture of confusion and sleep.

“Jennie…” Her voice was deep and scratchy from sleep. It traveled through my body, spreading liquid warmth through my veins.

She needs you, so she can release the burden she is carrying on her chest. As much as you need her.

Swallowing past the fear and uncertainty, I cupped her face in my palms. “Lisa, can you make love to me? Please.”

Her expression changed, and she closed her eyes, as if she were in pain. “Jennie, what are you—”

“Please,” I interrupted. I couldn’t have her refuse me tonight. “I need to feel you…I need you to feel me.”

I want us…I want our love.

I needed to unbreak what was broken.

A hundred thoughts clamored through my mind, battling for my attention. I fought the urge to sink back into my old ways. Guilt once again tried to make its way into my heart, but I quickly squashed it down.

No.

Not tonight.

I focused on Lisa, looking into her eyes, a bottomless pit of darkness. So full of uncertainty. But there was no mistaking the warmth and adoration there. For me.

She gripped me by the waist but didn’t move otherwise. “Please…don’t make me beg, Lisa.”

“Myshka,” she. groaned. She let out a curse and gritted her teeth together, as if she were battling for control.

My pulse strummed as I straddled her, my knees on either side of her hips. Lisa stared at me with hooded eyes, untamed hunger flashing in the dark depths of them. The warmth that emanated from her brushed against my skin, but I still shivered. In anticipation. Excitement. Maybe a little bit of fear.

I felt her bulge between my legs. The feeling of her length hardening, pressing into my core…it made my sex clench. I sucked on my bottom lip to hold my gasp in. It had been so long since I’ve felt her like this. Lisa's hands landed on my thighs and her fingers dug into my flesh, gripping me tight. She looked at me like I’d disappear any second. We stared at each other, not blinking. Not breathing.