Jenalyn: Crossing Lines (#4) [Complete]

Chapter 60: Hayden

Monday, 7:56 P.M. EST

I think it’s easier for Rob to fall into this with me than he’d like. I can tell by the way that he hesitates every time things get a little too hot between us, and he gets worked up. 

But I can also tell by the way he touches me... and kisses me... why it's so easy for him to fall into this with me...

“I really don’t think we should do this…” he says,  holding back heavy breaths as I push him into the passenger seat and begin to climb on top of him. 

“Do you think Dane will find out?” I ask, still proceeding to mount him and wrap my arms around his neck. “He doesn’t bug you, Rob. Chill.”

My monster takes it slow, surprising me considering her usual patterns when she goes to devours the guys she targets. 

Rob shakes his head as I lower myself and begin gently kissing his neck. 

“No, but-“ he stammers, pausing for a moment to try to gather himself before continuing. “It's just... It’ll make this harder. I- I think about you, you know? Us… the baby... I wish things were different.” 

Even my monster is stunned frozen for a moment. Rob isn't usually one to express feelings like that, and my monster isn’t usually one for letting it happen.

Something weird happens in my stomach that I can't quite identify, but it feels good, so I use it to help get my monster back on track. 

I slowly start grinding my hips, ignoring the pants separating us, and even the aches and pains I’ve been feeling while positioning myself just right to where I rub up on his bulge. 

I know I have to say something back, but a part of me won’t let me say what I want, so I go with something that’ll dampen those flames a bit. 

“You don’t think about me, you got Sierra,” I say nonchalantly, despite how worked up my body grows with each second that passes. “Just like Dane... you’re fucking her too, I bet. You got a thing for Dane’s girls.”

I wink and watch Rob’s face scrunch up for a moment before he falls right back into ecstasy. 

“No! God- no!” he exclaims, trying not to seem so distracted despite my being able to physically feel how distracted he is. I use how hard he is to my advantage, positioning my clit in just the right spot to where I can feel myself start to build up. “I used to hate you, Jen. Yeah, you were cute, but god- you fucking drove me crazy! I hated you! But then you did something, and like... I don’t know... I’m excited to watch you raise my baby. I- I wish I could be there too...” 

I let out a small giggle, but I’m not going to lie- my monster and I are feeling a little too good to be fully invested in this conversation. 

“I fucked you, Rob,” I tell him, trying not to let it come out as harsh as it probably did. I lean down, planting a few small kisses on his neck again, ensuring he doesn’t get too sidetracked, before continuing. “-and... you can be there. From a small distance. I’m not leaving, I’m going to that cabin.”

Rob goes to interject, attempting to lift me off of him before I cover his mouth and proceed to rub myself against him anyway. 

I’m not usually one for conversation when I’m trying to take care of my monster; I’m surprised I’m getting as close as I am to falling apart on top of him. 

“You’re not-“ he goes to say, only to be interrupted when I purposely let myself go and start to cum on top of him.

“Oh my god!” I moan loudly, wrapping my arms around his neck tighter as I slowly ride out the orgasm. 

Rob grows hard again, seemingly forgetting the frustration he just felt with me knowing I don’t intend to leave. He glances over his shoulder at a still sleeping Evelyn, and then throws his head back letting out a strained sigh. 

“You’re not going to make me cum alone, are you?” I ask innocently, standing up the best I can in here to pull my pants down. I lower my hand until I can feel him, and then unbutton his jeans. 

I see him hesitate for a second, but let out another sigh- this time resigned. 

“The babys going to be okay,” I reassure, wrapping my hand around and slowly stroking him. “She’s got us for parents! We’re strong as Hell! I mean... look at you. Look at me!”

I motion to my gashes and bruises, insinuating my strength in the fact that I went through all of this and survived before I return my attention to his fully swollen dick. 

“And plus-“ I quickly add on, slowly positioning myself so that he sits right at my slippery opening. “We can’t do this if I run away to California...”

I lower myself, almost ready to cum again because I never really fully rode out the first one.  

Rob groans, but pushes through it to clear his throat. “We can’t do this anymore anyway, Jen...” he says, proceeding to grasp my hips and raise his. “This... this is the last time.”

And that’s the end of the conversation, because the only noise to come out of either of us from here on out are noises that I’m honestly surprised don’t wake Evelyn. 

Or even Satan asleep in Hell.