Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties-Chapter 350: Seductress Jennifer 2
As we approached the drink parlor, I saw Kate, Barry, and Amy were also there, their eyes flickering between us, a mix of curiosity and concern in their gaze.
I noticed Kate's jealous look when she saw me with Jennifer; her eyes narrowed, her jaw tightened, and her body tensed, with a mix of anger and desire.
Kate's Thoughts: [What is Jennifer doing dancing with Jack like that... She is trying to seduce him... But why do I feel jealous? ]
She looked at her husband, Barry, who was having a drink, his eyes flickering between us, a mix of curiosity and concern in his gaze.
Jennifer, still in my arms, was feeling hornier because the Hand of Arousal was still active, making her body respond to my touch, her touch sending waves of desire through me.
She looked proactively at her friend Kate, her eyes reflecting a mix of challenge and desire.
Jennifer's Thoughts: [Hmph, if you can make moves on Jack, why can't I? Am I worse than you?]
The air between Jennifer and me crackled with unspoken desire, thick with the electricity of our complicated history. The party swirled around us in a blur of music and laughter, but we existed in our own private bubble - a world where only our breathing mattered. I could feel the tension coiling tighter with each passing second, the push and pull of our relationship manifesting physically in the space between our bodies.
We found a secluded spot at the drink parlor, the music pulsing around us like a living thing. The bass vibrated through my chest, matching the rhythm of my heartbeat as Jennifer turned to face me. Her body was close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from her skin, close enough that her perfume-something floral with an undercurrent of spice-wrapped around me like invisible fingers.
I placed my hand on her waist, pulling her gently toward me. The contact sent a jolt through my body, her immediate response making my breath catch. Her hips swayed slightly as she moved into my touch, her body language speaking volumes about her desire.
The swell of her breasts pressed against my arm, the soft flesh yielding against my muscle. "What would you like to drink, Jennifer?" I asked, my voice dropping to a low, intimate rumble. My eyes locked onto hers, watching as her pupils dilated slightly in response.
She smiled up at me, her cheeks flushed with excitement and something darker, more primal. The way her lips curved was almost predatory, promising delights yet to come. "Surprise me, Jack," she purred, her voice soft yet laced with intention. "I'm sure you know what I like." Her body pressed against mine, the contact sending waves of heat through me. The way her curves molded to my frame made my pulse quicken, her full breasts smashing against my arm with each movement.
I nodded slightly, my fingers flexing against her waist before I turned to the bar. When I returned with her drink, I watched as she took the first sip. Her lips wrapped around the rim of the glass, her tongue darting out to catch a stray drop. The way she licked her lips afterward was deliberate, sensual - a silent promise of what those lips could do.
I leaned in slightly, my voice a low growl. "Did you like the drink?"
She didn't answer with words. Instead, she stepped closer, her body pressing fully against mine. Her arms wrapped around me, her chest - those perfect, full breasts - rubbing against my arm with deliberate pressure.
The soft flesh molded against my muscle, the nipples hardening into tight peaks that I could feel even through the fabric of her dress. "Yeah," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "I liked it..." The way she said it and her body moved against mine left no doubt about what she meant.
Her hands slid up my arms, her touch sending electric sparks through my nervous system. The music pulsed around us like a living heartbeat, the bass vibrating through my chest in time with our breathing.
We stood wrapped in each other's presence, the party fading into insignificance around us. There was only the heat between our bodies, the promise in her eyes, the tension coiling tighter with each passing second.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Kate watching us with a mix of jealousy and desire burning in her gaze. Her eyes were locked on where Jennifer's breasts pressed against my chest, her expression darkening with each movement.
The way she bit her lip drew blood, her hands clenching into white-knuckled fists at her sides. I could practically see the wheels turning in her mind as she watched Jennifer's body respond to my touch.
Jennifer's voice was a sultry purr, loud enough for Kate to hear. "Jack... can you show me the way to the washroom?" Her fingers traced patterns on my chest, each touch sending waves of pleasure through me. The way her breasts pressed against my arm with each movement was driving me wild, the soft flesh yielding against my muscle.
I heard Kate's thoughts through my telepathy, her mental voice sharp with jealousy: [What is she trying to do? Make a move on Jack by taking him to the washroom? No... I have to see what she's doing...] Her mental voice was laced with frustration and something darker - a possessive need that surprised even her.
I looked down at Jennifer, my voice rough with desire. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" My hand found her waist, pulling her closer. The way her breasts smashed against my arm sent waves of pleasure through me, her hard nipples pressing into my muscle.
I could feel Jennifer's nipples hardening through her dress, the peaks visible even through the fabric. Her breath came in short gasps, each exhale brushing against my neck. The Hand of Arousal ability was working perfectly, her body responding to my touch with increasing arousal.
As we moved through the crowd, Jennifer's body pressed against mine, her hips swaying with deliberate sensuality. I could feel Kate's eyes burning into my back, her jealousy a palpable force. The washroom was empty when we arrived, the door clicking shut behind us with finality.
