Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Trial Room
Marina’s breath hitched, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and desire as she took in the provocative set. “Jack,” she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. “It’s…it’s so revealing. I…I don’t know if I can wear that.”

I smirked, my voice laced with command and promise. “Yes, you can, Marina. And you will. You will wear it for me, and you will love every second of it. You will love the way it makes you feel, the way it makes me look at you, the way it makes me want to fuck you senseless.”

I looked around the store and spotted the trial room, a private, intimate space where Marina could try on the provocative lingerie I had selected. I took her hand, pulling her gently towards the room, the black lingerie set clutched in my other hand.

“Marina, go and try this on,” I commanded, my voice low and firm as I held out the set.

Marina looked at the lingerie, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of crimson as she imagined herself wearing the revealing pieces. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire.

As Marina shyly took the lingerie from my hand and stepped into the trial room, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of anticipation and desire. The thought of her slipping into that provocative, barely-there set made my heart race and my cock throb with need.

I leaned against the wall outside the trial room, my mind racing with vivid images of Marina slipping into the provocative lingerie. I could almost feel the softness of her skin, hear the sounds of her breath hitching as she touched herself, and see the desire in her eyes as she anticipated my reaction. The thought of her, nearly naked and waiting for me, sent a surge of lust through my veins.

Unable to wait any longer, I decided to take a peek. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I noticed another woman approaching with a lingerie set in hand, clearly intending to use the trial room. I quickly intercepted her, my voice firm and possessive. “My girlfriend is in there,” I said, leaving no room for argument.

The woman apologized and moved to the adjacent trial room, leaving me alone with my thoughts and desires. I looked around, noticing that the trial rooms were tucked away in a private corner of the store, offering a sense of seclusion and intimacy.

I couldn’t resist the urge to slip into the dressing room, to corner Marina against the wall, and whisper every dirty thought in my mind until she was trembling and wet.

I wanted to hear her gasp my name, to feel her nails clawing at my back as she begged me to take her, rough and raw. But first, I activated my ability, ‘Hand of Arousal’, knowing that every touch would leave her quivering and desperate for more.

With a quick glance to ensure no one was watching, I slowly knocked on Marina’s door. The door creaked open slightly, and Marina peeked out, her eyes wide with surprise.

Marina said peeking out ” Jack wait a minute I’ll be out soon ” and wanted to close the door.

I quickly wedged my foot in the doorway, preventing her from closing it. “Marina, let me in,” I insisted, my voice low and firm. “I want to see you. I want to help you.”

Marina hesitated, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire. “Jack, I…I’m not ready yet,” she stammered, trying to keep the door closed.

I leaned in, my voice a soft but commanding murmur. “Marina, you look incredible. I just want to make sure everything fits perfectly. Let me help you.”

She bit her lower lip, her resolve weakening as she considered my offer. I could see the internal struggle playing out in her eyes, the battle between her modesty and her desire to please me. I gently pushed the door open further, stepping into the trial room and closing the door behind me, ensuring our privacy.

The room was small and intimate, the dim lighting casting a soft glow over Marina’s body. She stood before me, her cheeks flushed with a deep blush, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The black lingerie clung to her curves, the sheer fabric leaving little to the imagination. Her hard nipples were visible through the bra, and the panties did nothing to hide the tantalizing glimpse of her pussy folds.

I stepped closer, my voice a low growl as I took her in. “Marina, you look absolutely stunning. This lingerie was made for you.”

I lifted her chin gently but firmly, forcing her to meet my gaze. Her eyes were wide and filled with a mix of embarrassment and burgeoning lust.

I could see the rise and fall of her chest, the flush of her skin, and the slight tremble of her body under my touch. I knew she was on the edge, ready to be pushed over.

Marina whispered shyly, her voice barely audible, “I am so embarrassed.” Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she tried to hide her nipples and pussy with her hands, her body trembling slightly with a mix of nervousness and arousal. I could see the genuine discomfort in her eyes, the way she bit her lower lip, trying to avoid my gaze.

I stepped closer, my presence dominating the small space of the trial room. I gently but firmly grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands away from her body, and exposing her to my hungry, appreciative gaze. “Don’t hide from me, Marina,” I commanded my voice a low growl filled with desire and authority. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Your body is fucking incredible, and I want to see all of it.”

“Marina,” I growled softly, my voice laced with raw desire. “You think you’re embarrassed now? Just wait until I fuck you so hard that everyone in this store hears your screams. You should be embarrassed about how wet you’re going to make this lingerie, how much of a mess you’re going to be when I’m done with you.”

I ran my hands down her arms, feeling the goosebumps rise under my touch, before gripping her waist tightly. I pulled her against me, letting her feel the hard bulge of my cock pressing against her stomach. “Feel that, Marina? That’s what you do to me. You make me so fucking hard that I can barely think straight.”

I spun her around, pushing her against the mirror, my body pressing against hers from behind. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, “Look at yourself, Marina. Look at how fucking sexy you are. Watch as I touch you, as I make you mine.”

I let my hands roam over her body, squeezing her breasts through the sheer fabric of the bra, pinching her hard nipples between my fingers. Marina gasped, her body arching against mine. I slid one hand down her stomach, slipping it beneath the waistband of her panties, feeling the slick, hot wetness that awaited me.

” Hmmmmm Jack,” she moaned softly, her voice filled with need and desperation. “Please, someone might hear us, might see us.”

I chuckled, a low, dirty sound as I slid one finger into her tight, wet pussy, making her gasp again. “Let them hear, Marina. Let them see. Let them know that you’re my dirty little slut, that you’re here for my pleasure, for my cock. Let them know that I’m fucking you, claiming you, making you mine.”