Her Voice 2 [JENLISA]

Chapter 41

Jennie

Lisa nuzzled into my chest, as if seeking for my warmth. Her body was heavy on me. Our skin gleamed with a sheen of sweat and we still fought to catch our breath after our morning…activities. Lisa woke me up with her head between my legs. Quickly afterward, I was shaking with an orgasm and then she found her way inside me.

She was just Lisa and I was just Jennie.

I rubbed my palms over her back and her muscles clenched under my touch. “We need to get up. It’s Irene's birthday today, and I promised Rosé I’d help her with the surprise.”

“Hmm.”

“Lisa—”

“Ten more minutes. I don’t want to move,” she rasped, her husky morning voice causing my body to tingle in all the right places.

I felt something wet and warm between my breasts and then I felt her grinning against my skin.

When Lisa spoke, she kept her voice low, the sound rumbling through her chest. “You taste delicious, myshka.”

Heat spread through my body like an untamed wildfire. “Did you just lick me?”

I couldn’t see her face, but I could tell she was grinning harder.

Lisa lifted her head up and our gazes met. She was beautiful in the morning light. So beautiful it hurt to look at her and sometimes I wondered if this truly was real. That she was really mine and we were really free. Together.

It could all be just a dream and I would wake up one day to find myself back in Thailand, trapped inside that room, behind four walls with a collar around my neck.

This could be a dream.

And I could still be living in a nightmare.

Maybe…maybe…

I felt hee touch on my cheek. The rough pad of her fingertips whispered over my skin, so softly. Lisa bend her head and her lips touched mine. “Jennie.”

My name was a whispered prayer on her lips. I wrapped my legs around her hips and she enclosed me in her arms. “This is real, sweet myshka. I promise you.”

Tears filled my eyes, but I found myself smiling still. “You can read my mind now?”

“You are my woman. I can tell what you’re thinking and when you’re distressed.”

Oh God. There goes my little heart.

“Okay, Ms. Romantic.” Her grin widened, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “Get off me. We need to get up now.”

I pushed against her shoulders, and a deep, disappointed growl burst from her before she eventually rolled off me. I got off the bed and searched for my shirt. From the corner of my eye, I caught a lazy smile spreading across her lips. “Maybe we could take a shower together.”

“Umm, no. Don’t even think about it, Lisa. Not happening.”

She huffed but didn’t argue otherwise.

She was insatiable.

And I wasn’t exactly complaining.

We were free and no longer hiding.

I guessed we could say this was the honeymoon stage of our relationship. Over the last few weeks, I started working at the Café with Rosé while Irene was on maternity leave. Lisa started “courting” me. She dropped me off to my job, picked me up. Brought me flowers. Came over to have lunch with me during my breaks. Sent me flirty texts that had me blushing every second. She even took me out on dates, just the two of us. A normal couple. He was not a Kang. I was not Jiyong's wife.