Jenalyn: From the Inside (#3) [Complete]

Chapter 45: Hayden

Wednesday, 12:21 P.M. EST

I’m not sure at what point Hayden found her way back into the mix, throwing her thoughts into the bin and stirring shit up more. But I’m thinking I’ve lost my mind. 

Even Jenalyn finds herself confused with what happened.

The whole Evan interaction didn’t really go as expected. I mean, it kind of did? 

I don’t know; That’s the thing! Nobody knows what to think! We’re all confused. 

The door to my room swings open, and a very smug Ren glides in humming until she makes it to her bed. 

“Hello Hayden,” she says with a formal tone. She sits on the edge of her bed fluffing her pillow. 

I wonder if she found out about Evan.

I contemplated telling her because those were my intentions going into it. My confusion about what happened has definitely delayed that though.

“What’s up?” I say ask, turning myself away from the wall since faking sleep isn’t going to work this time.

Ren lets out a small laugh, for no reason other than to be annoying. She slams the pillow down on the bed beside her and turns to me excitedly. 

“Okay, so! If you must ask!” she says with underlying sarcasm, though still over the top. “I had my visit with Evan today... and Hayden, let me tell you!”

She’s way too happy. There’s no way she’d be this happy if she saw that her secret lover had his tongue between my legs this morning.

“I have a hard time cumming, okay? But Evan? Today?” she gasps, acting as if she’d lost her breath before catching it. “It’s the first time I’ve cum for real with him!”

She lets herself fall back onto her bed, hand to her chest as if she were a love-struck girl from a movie. I find it hard to believe that he couldn’t get her off though; He really seemed to know how to tease and please…

Any other time, I’d shoot a snarky reply in Ren’s direction. After this morning though? I want to take advantage of her need to brag.

“What was so different about today?” I ask, my voice still unimpressed though I keep it inquisitive so she’ll latch on. 

Ren picks herself back up. “I’m not sure,” she says, shrugging her shoulders. “I’ve always had a hard time cumming vaginally... maybe today’s the day that he found my spot!”

I nod, though my head is recalling my experience with him again. A whole new question by the time my thoughts are complete. 

“What about oral?” I ask. Ren turns to me with her jaw dropped, very similar to how I feel right now engaging in conversation with her. 

“Oh, he doesn’t need to do that!” she exclaims, brushing it off as if it’s a foreign concept to her. “Who needs it? Most guys can’t even find a clit anyway.,. Evan is better with his dick. I can guarantee it.” 

I guarantee not. 

I don’t really get head often. It’s always back burner with Dane’s clients- one, because they’re all about pleasuring themselves while I’m just around to assist. And two, because Dane is pretty possessive about who gets to taste me. It’s just kind of stuck with me because of that; I’d rather get right to business.

Only good girls get head before sex, and most times it’s just for lubrication.

Evan though? He didn’t want to have sex with me. Tasting me and getting me off was good enough for him.

And it was great for me.

I wonder why he doesn’t do the same for Ren…

“I like a good lick every once in a while…” I say, finding my voice as Jena realizes she has an advantage over Ren, even if by assumption. “It really shows me how much of a princess I am to men... I used to think they just used me for sex.”

I shrug my shoulders, pretending to find more interest in a loose thread on my blanket. 

You can feel the wheels turning in Ren’s mind through the quiet left in the room though, and I know Jena accomplished something.