Jenalyn: A Splitting Personality (#2) [Complete]

Chapter 44: Jenalyn

Wednesday, 9:37 P.M.

Rob moans behind me as I sit reverse cowgirl on his lap, and lower myself until he's fully inside of me.

T groans from the floor beside where we sit on the bed, his good eye struggling to advert its gaze in disgust. I don't blame him- I'm not sure I can even face what's about to happen right now.

Part of me wants to feel bad that, somehow, we find ourselves here in this situation again. Even after everything that's happened today with almost being caught- here we are again!

I have to remind myself that it's the only to save ourselves. I have to keep telling myself that this has nothing to do with anything else- it's not personal.

It's just an action to help carry out the plan...

I tell Rob to wrap his hands around my neck. He does it gently at first, but I know I can make it harder. I slowly begin to raise and lower myself on his lap to acclimate myself, preparing to do what I always do to make the guys crazy.

Rob isn't nearly as big as Dane, but he still stretches me in a way that sends chills racing down my back.

I raise and lower myself only slightly faster, but focus on rocking my hips in a way lets him feel just how tight I am.

"Woah- Jen!" He groans, loosening his grip on my throat for only a second before I reach up with my hands to secure his. "You're going to make me-"

I interrupt him, slowing my pace just enough to keep him on edge. "Don't." I tell him, "Well... not yet."

Rob breathes heavy behind me. I can tell he's growing more and more worked up because I can feel him grow harder inside of me. 

"That feels good?" I try to ask him through his now tightened grip on my neck. "Is this what you'd think about all those times you'd see me with Dane, and want me for yourself? About how good I'd feel on top of you?"

He answers immediately, but with a long moan as he climbs closer and closer to orgasm. I slow myself substantially. It's all about teasing him- taking him to the edge so many times, but letting him falter until he can't handle it anymore.  

His hands wrap tighter around my neck- so tight I can feel my face grow full with pressure. It's hard not to want that bust once you've tasted it- especially when the girl giving it to you knows what she's doing.

He begins to raise and lower me himself by the grip he has on my neck. It's not the most comfortable, but it's exactly what I needed from him.

The way my body threatens orgasm for myself is enough to make up for it, anyway.

"Yes!" I manage to say through the strain being put on my neck right now. "Don't stop!"

I reach up to peel his hands from my neck, only to move them down the sides of my body. He grasps on, one hand clutching my ribs and the other, my hip. He grips them just as hard, using his grip to pull me down fully on top of him.

"Keep fucking grabbing me!" I can't even help but moan this time. "Harder, Rob! Take me harder!"

Rob is getting so close to orgasm, and I can already feel my hot liquid dripping down my thighs. His hands forcefully roam my body on their own now- from my shoulders, down to my hips, leaving both scratches and red marks almost everywhere they touch.

I hop off of him right before he's about to cum- much to his dismay, but completely necessary if we want this plan to work. I turn around, and climb on top of him in a regular cowgirl position only to place his hands on both of my breasts now. 

"You like this, don't you?" I lean down and whisper into his ear. I can feel the goosebumps rise across his shoulders. "You like being the one touching me... making me feel good... being inside of me..." 

Rob's moans grow more frequent, and his grips more tight around my breast and shoulder. He shoves himself deep inside of me, his eyes clenching shut as I tighten around him. I grab one of his hands and lead it to my face, positioning it the same way that Dane does when he forces me to look at him. 

"Show me how much you like it, Rob!" I whisper in his ear using a voice I know will make him quiver. "Show me that you could be my daddy better than Dane ever could!"

Rob's eyes, previously shut tight, open immediately. A look of offense spreads across his face. It doesn't slow his beat though, and it doesn't loosen the grip his large hand has on my face.

Within an instant, his thrusts become more powerful. His grip on my jaw tightens so much I can feel my eyes start to water. He's cumming now- so hard he practically yells as he throws his head back in escstacy.

I don't stop though. Not yet.

I grind my hips harder on top of him, ignoring his efforts to try and stop me.  "Jen, stop-" he yells, his face pained as I grind on his now way too sensitive cock. "I already-" 

I cut him off, grinding harder and faster just to work him up enough for me to end this.

"Hit me," I tell him as his whole body tenses and trembles beneath me. "Hit me in the face, right here!"

I point to my lower right jaw.

His eyes narrow, and brows furrow in both confusion and pain, so I begin to roll my hips around in a way I know will only overstimulate him more. 

"Don't be a pussy, Rob!" I tell him, allowing myself to cum on top of him just so that he can feel my walls pulsing around him "-just fucking hit me!"

Before I know it, a solid punch to my jaw stops me in my tracks and leaves me almost stunned. It takes a moment before I can catch my breath, and climb off of him.

He split the skin on my lower jaw, which I guess is a good thing- but I still can't help from grabbing it anyway, and examining the blood with my eyes wide.

"I'm sorry!" Rob calls out, sitting up immediately and trying to regather himself before he appraoches me. "I didn't mean to do it so hard! I was just- you were-" 

I shake my head and tell him that it's what I wanted. The moment I knew the deed was done though, I immediately went numb again and couldn't care less.