120. HUSH MELODY!

MELODY’S POV. Our relationship? It was perfect. A whole year had passed since that messy and jealous night in the penthouse, and every single day with Jensen felt like a dream I never wanted to wake up from. I loved the secret dates she planned, the rooftop dinners under the stars, spontaneous weekend getaways where we barely left the hotel bed, even the sneaky little trips where we pretended to be just friends in public but fucked like animals the second we were behind closed doors. I loved the gifts. The way she’d surprise me with things I mentioned once in passing, the custom lingerie set in my favourite colour, the first-edition book I wanted. But more than anything, I loved how completely she owned me. The sex never got old. The way she made me cum hard, shaking, sometimes sobbing her name. Some nights she was loving and whispering how she loved me against my skin as she fingered me deep. Other nights she was rough, possessive and fucking me until I couldn’t walk straight