Secretly Dating A Supermodel

Part 11

Jennie Ruby Jane Kim POV

"I-I will just wait for you here." I immediately sat on the couch in her office.

I shook my head. It felt so real—her touch, her kiss—stirring up feelings I didn’t want. Ugh! Darn you, Manoban!

I closed my eyes and massaged my temple. I shouldn't be stressing over things like this. Why did that even cross my mind?

"Jen, are you okay?" I looked at Lisa when she spoke.

"Yeah, just tired," I replied flatly.

"About what you saw earlier—Ms. Gerber tried to kiss me, but I quickly stopped her. I had no intention of entertaining her." She explained.

I sighed. I have the right to be mad, especially since she’s my girlfriend. "Then stay away from her, or else I’ll shave your head so people won’t find you attractive!"

Better for her to be bald than to have many women chasing after her. But for clarification, I don’t like her, okay? We’re dating, so I don’t tolerate cheating.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt Lisa lift me and place me on her lap. "I’m sorry. What can I do to make you feel better? Hmm…" she softly said. Her voice calmed me; I felt at peace.

I leaned on her chest. I could feel her heartbeat—fast, as if it were saying, "You’re such a headache, Jen!"

Geez!

She caressed my back. "And I won’t cheat, love. Cheating isn’t in my vocabulary. It’s for immature people who only want fleeting happiness."

"Why would I cheat when I have such a beautiful girlfriend? I’d be a hypocrite if I denied how much I value our relationship." I could feel the sincerity in her voice.

She makes me feel like a rare gem.

I looked up at her. This woman is truly beautiful. Let me describe her in detail:

She has a delicately prominent nose that adds a touch of elegance to her face. Her long eyelashes frame her doe eyes beautifully, giving them an enchanting and captivating quality. These features come together to create a striking and graceful appearance. You could stare at her all day and feel full.

My gaze wandered to her lips. They were so tempting, and suddenly, I felt the urge to kiss her until we were out of breath.

She was saying something, but I couldn’t understand anymore.

I really wanted to kiss her. After all, I am her girlfriend . I can kiss her whenever I want.

'Jen—'

I gently cut her off by pressing my lips against hers.
As I pressed my lips against hers, she responded with equal ardor, her fingers gently tracing the contours of my face, igniting a passionate exchange of longing and desire. The kiss deepened, and in that moment, it was as if we were both craving more, unable to resist the magnetic pull between us, lost in the intoxicating taste of one another's lips.

'Lisa,' I moaned between the kiss.

She pulled away briefly to look at my face. 'Jen?'

'Take me. Take me, Lisa. Make love to me,' I softly said.

I didn’t give her a chance to say another word as I attacked her lips again.

Our lips fought for dominance as I slowly unbuttoned her polo shirt. I tilted my head up to give her access as her kisses trailed down to my neck.

'Lisa,' I moaned. She was kissing and sucking my neck. My hand instinctively pulled at her hair when she gently bit and sucked on it.

'Arhhh,' I moaned louder as her hands massaged my breasts.

'They’re so b-big...' she said, amazed."

I smirked. "Of course! And I didn’t have surgery, you know, they're natural," I proudly said.
Well, some celebrities are into surgery. Just so you know, mine are natural. You can be jealous!

I exclaimed when she tore my blouse. "Lisa! Why did you do that?! That's 200k!"

"200k? It's nothing, Love. I can replace that, I’ll buy a lot more. For now, let me pleasure my babies." With that, she kissed my left breast while her right hand massaged the other.

I pushed her head down more. "Ughhhh, more, Love, more!"

I felt something poking me right below my center.

"What’s that thing that's poking me?" I asked.

Lisa stopped and looked at me. She took a deep breath.

"I-I guess it's time for you to k-know."

"What is it?" I crossed my arms.

She gulped and kept staring at my chest. "Eyes up here, Lisa . What do I need to know?"

I can’t blame her, my body is really addictive. She's lucky because she’s the only one who can touch and taste it.

"Jen..."

My forehead furrowed. "What is it?" I moved to leave, but she held my waist and stopped me.

"S-Stop moving, you're making it so hard for me."

"Then what is it?" I asked impatiently. She had been acting like this for a while, why not just say it straight out?

I moved again, causing her to moan.

"Jen! Ahhh, s-stop m-moving. I'll tell you already." She was breathing heavily.

"Are you wearing a strap-on?"

Her eyes widened. "What? No! Why would I, if it's the real thing?"

"What?!"

She sighed and caressed my waist. "Look, Jen. The truth is, I— I haveadick." She spoke so quickly at the end, I didn’t understand it.

"Again?"

She looked straight into my eyes. "Jen, I—I have a dick."

This time, I was the one who was surprised. "What?! How? Why? When?" Wait, why did I ask 'when'? Forget it, I just said it!

"I was born with it. I’m intersex, Jen. The doctors said I was male, but as I grew up, I noticed something different about my body. I started developing some feminine features, but my masculine side was more dominant."

"When I was 14, my parents took me to the doctor for a checkup because I was growing boobs too. But unlike yours, mine looked flat. B-but I’m bigger downstairs, not the average size."

She looked away. "S-So I understand if you want to leave me now. Who would want a woman with a light saber, right?" She fake laughed.

"If you can't accept me, it's better to leave early. I don’t want you to deal with the heartbreak later. I would understand, Jen, if—"

I gently cut her off by kissing her lips. "Stop, I accept you. I'm your girlfriend, so I accept you for who you are."

I licked her earlobe and left a mark on her neck.

"Besides, it’s better this way. You can fuck me more, not just with your long fingers. So, my dear Lisa, please fuck me, harder and faster."

This time, I knew this wasn’t a dream.

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