SHUT DOWN | JENLISA

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Jennie

I've been busy with work, and with Jessie leaving, I took some time to get my new secretary on the same flow as me. I wasn't even planning on coming to the bar but told myself that I might see her.

My ego and pride were too vast for me to call her and apologize, or for me to reach out to her. It was a petty fight, and we weren't a legitimate couple that had to reconcile. It was just one of those things that you had to ignore until it went away.

I reached for my drink and took a generous sip, and she kept her eyes on me as she watched me drink. Licking her lips, she set her cup down and placed her hand over mine.

"Have you ever had a threesome?" I asked.

"Once. In college."

"Two girls or you and a buddy shared a girl?"

"Two girls."

I pursed my lips. "That's interesting. Would you like to have a threesome with me and another girl?"

"What's the catch?" She asked.

"You'll still be cuffed, but there's no catch."

"What's the point of it if I can't touch you?" She exasperated.

"I'm pretty sure the other girl wouldn't mind you kissing her."

A corner of her lips tugged into a half-smile. "Wasn't it you that told me I wasn't allowed to fuck other girls?"

"Who said you're allowed to fuck her?" I asked with a light smirk. "This..." I reached out and cupped her through her jeans, and she groaned. "... is mine. You don't get to fuck her, Lisa. Just me."

She licked her lips and leaned closer to my face. "I want to kiss you and touch you." I rolled my eyes as I pulled away from her. "You liked me kissing you. Admit it."

"I did. I can be mature enough to admit you're a pretty good kisser, but I have my limits. If you want to have this threesome, we can head to the club and pick up the girl."

She shook her head, confused. "Pick up the girl?"

"I was already going to go home with her, but I'm pretty sure that she wouldn't mind if you were joining us. We'll still have to ask her, though."

"Jennie." She reached for my hand, and I felt her fingers play with mine. "Give me an honest answer. For once, please, don't lie to my face. Are you still mad at me for kissing you?"

"No. I'm not." I stood up, and she tugged me to her chest. "I'm not." I repeated.

"Did you miss me like how I missed you?" She murmured as her hands spread out across my ass.

"I did. I came to this bar hoping you'd show up. Is that what you want to hear?" I asked tightly.

"If it's the truth."

I searched her eyes for something, an emotion, a lie, anything, but came up empty. Gems for eyes shined earnestly as her hands travelled to the front of my body. She cradled my cheeks and stood up. I stumbled from the sudden movement and gasped when she pinned me against the bar.

She smoothed her thumbs across the tops of my cheeks and leaned down. My eyes fluttered shut as she kissed my cheek, and I whimpered when she kissed the corner of my mouth.

"It is the truth." I whispered.

"Let me kiss you. Tell me to kiss you. Jennie, fuck, I want another taste. No, I need another taste."

She looked at me with such intensity that it had me contemplating everything. Our breathing was heavy and hot as we stared at each other for what felt like forever.