[I didn’t expect Jack to really seduce this bitch so soon...]
Her thoughts were dark, admiring—almost proud.
[Even let her make the move...]
Her gaze flicked to Gabriela, her expression unreadable.
[He really is an incubus...]
Her mind purred, her thoughts twisted with respect—and lust.
[Nemesis of women...]
[I won’t let the enemy’s mother...]
Her thoughts turned cold, ruthless.
[Get the satisfaction she wants...]
Her dark eyes locked onto Gabriela, her expression shifting into something predatory.
[She wants Jack’s cock...]
Her mind scoffed, her lips curling into a smirk.
[Hmph... Just dream...]
[I’ll stay here...]
Sarah’s thoughts were final, decisive—like a judge passing sentence.
[Right in front of you...]
Her gaze flicked to me, then back to Gabriela, her smirk turning feral.
[What can you do?]
Sarah stepped further into the room, her presence filling the space like a storm, her dark eyes locked onto Gabriela—trapping her, challenging her. The air grew heavier, charged with something dangerous, something unspoken.
"I’ll just stay here for a while,"
she said, her voice sweet, mocking—but her intent was clear.
"Make sure everything’s safe."
And as she settled into the chair, her gaze never leaving us, her smirk never fading—
I knew.
This wasn’t just a game anymore.
This was war.
Then—
A shift.
A change.
Sarah’s thoughts flickered—and I felt it.
[Hmm...]
Her mind was suddenly hazy, her breath hitching as a flush crept up her neck.
[What do I feel...?]
Her fingers twitched against the armrest, her thighs pressing together as a heat spread through her.
[So hot...]
Her thoughts were frantic, her body reacting before her mind could catch up.
[And that itching... in my pussy...]
I realized—
The
Scent of Lust
had taken hold of her now.
Sarah’s dark eyes flickered with confusion, her breath coming faster as the arousal coursed through her veins. She forced a smile—apologetic, strained—as she turned to Gabriela.
"Auntie, don’t worry about it..." she said, her voice softer now, less in control. "You can sleep... I’ll keep an eye..."
But her thoughts betrayed her.
[What’s happening to me...?]
Her mind raced, her body aching with a need she couldn’t understand.
[Why do I feel so... wet...?]
Gabriela was annoyed—frustrated—her body thrumming with unfulfilled desire.
[What will I do...?]
Her thoughts were desperate, her fingers clenching the sheets.
[Sarah is staying here...]
Her mind spiraled, her pussy throbbing with need.
[My pussy is throbbing so hard...]
She bit her lip, her body aching for what had been interrupted.
[I want to take that cock in my pussy...]
But she had no choice.
With a huff, Gabriela climbed into the bed, lying down with her back to me, her body tensed with frustration. Sarah sat on the chair, facing her, her dark eyes locked onto Gabriela—unblinking, hungry—though she didn’t understand why.
And I?
I turned onto my side—
Now facing Gabriela’s back, the curve of her ass pressed against me, the heat of her body radiating through the thin fabric of her robe.
The room was thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of arousal and deception. Gabriela lay stiffly beside me, her back pressed against my chest, her breath coming in short, frustrated gasps.
The blanket covered us both, hiding the heat between us, the need that refused to fade. My cock, still hard and throbbing, was pressed against the soft curve of her ass, the heat of her body radiating through the thin fabric of her robe.
Gabriela’s thoughts were a whirlwind of frustration and desire.
[I can’t take this...]
Her mind raced, her body aching for release.
[His cock is right there...]
Her fingers clenched the sheets, her pussy throbbing with need.
[I need it...]
I shifted slightly, my hand sliding beneath the blanket, my fingers trailing down the curve of her hip. Gabriela tensed, her breath hitching—but she didn’t stop me.
My fingers found the tie of her robe, loosening it just enough to expose the soft, round swell of her ass. The heat of her skin was intoxicating, the scent of her arousal filling my senses. I pressed closer, my cock sliding between her cheeks, the head teasing her tight, puckered hole.
[Oh God...]
Gabriela’s thought was a whimper, her body trembling as she felt me there—somewhere she’d never been touched before.
And then—
I pushed.
Just the tip—slow, deliberate—pressing into her asshole.
Gabriela’s body jerked, a choked scream tearing from her lips—
"AAAAAH—!"
Sarah’s voice cut through the tension, sharp and alert.
"Auntie? What’s wrong?"
Gabriela froze, her body stiffening with panic. Her face flushed crimson, her breath ragged as she scrambled for an excuse.
"N-nothing!"
she stammered, her voice high-pitched, desperate.
"Just... a mosquito..."
Sarah’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze lingering on Gabriela’s flushed face, her trembling body. But the
Scent of Lust
was still affecting her, her own need clouding her judgment. She shifted in her chair, her thighs pressing together, her breath uneven—unaware of the real reason for Gabriela’s cry.
Beneath the blanket, I grinned—dark, possessive.
Gabriela’s ass
clenched
around the
tip
of my cock, her body
trembling
with a mix of
shame
and
lust
. The
heat
of her, the
tightness
of her forbidden hole, sent a jolt of
pleasure
through me, my hips
pressing
just a little
deeper
,
stretching
her in a way she’d
never
experienced before.
[H-he’s
inside
me...]
Her thought was a
whimper
, her mind
spiraling
with
shock
and
desire
.
[In my
ass
... Oh
God
...]
Her fingers
dug
into the sheets, her breath
hitching
as she tried to
process
the
filthy
sensation—the
burn
, the
fullness
, the
shame
of it all.
Across the room, Sarah
shifted
in her chair, her dark eyes
narrowing
slightly as she
replayed
Gabriela’s
scream
in her mind. Her thoughts were
confused
,
conflicted
—the
Scent of Lust
still
clouding
her judgment, her own
arousal
making it
hard
to think clearly.
[What
happened
...?]
Her mind raced, her body
aching
with a
need
she couldn’t
understand
.
[Her
scream
...]
She
bit
her lip, her fingers
clenching
the armrests.
[Why does it
sound
like a
moan
...?]
Her gaze
flicked
to the
blanket
—to the
subtle
movements beneath it, to the way Gabriela’s breath was still
ragged
, her body
tensed
. A
dark
suspicion
crept
into her mind, her thoughts
twisting
with
jealousy
and
curiosity
.
[It must be
Jack
...]
Her mind
snarled
, her body
heating
with a mix of
anger
and
lust
.
[Doing something
shameful
beneath that
blanket
...]
Beneath the blanket, I
grinned
—
dark
,
possessive
—my cock
pushing
just a
little
deeper into Gabriela’s
tight
ass. Her body
jerked
, a
muffled
gasp escaping her lips as she
tried
to stay
quiet
, her fingers
digging
into my arm.
[N-no...]
Her thought was
desperate
, her body
betraying
her.
[He’s
fucking
my
ass
...]
The
shame
of it only made her
wetter
, her pussy
dripping
with need, her
mind
spinning with
filthy
thoughts.
[I should
stop
him... But
God
... It
feels
so
good
...]