Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1230: Oops, My Finger Slipped: Jayden’s Asshole

I raised an eyebrow, my voice teasing, dark. "Down where...?" I pressed my fingers a little harder into her asscheek, feeling the scar beneath the fabric, the heat of her skin seeping into my touch.

"Here...?" I murmured, my voice a whisper, my fingers circling the area, lingering just above her asshole.

Jayden whimpered, her body trembling, her voice a trembling whisper. "It’s... it’s where you’re sitting..." Her fingers clenched into the sheets, her knuckles white, as she braced herself for my reaction.

I chuckled, the sound dark and amused, my cock pulsing at her words. "Ah..." I murmured, my fingers pressing a little harder into her asscheek, feeling the scar beneath the fabric.

"Well... we can’t have that... can we...?" My voice was innocent, but my mind was anything but. The thought of her scarred asscheek, of my cock pressing against it, sent a jolt of lust through me.

I pulled back, my cock protesting the loss of her warmth, the fabric of my pants sticking to my skin as I helped her undo her pants button.

The sound of the zipper sliding down was obscene, mixed with the rustle of the fabric as I pulled her pants down her hips. The fabric pooled at her thighs, revealing her black panties, the scar on her asscheek visible even through the thin material.

I swallowed hard, my cock pulsing, throbbing as I took in the sight of her ass, rounded and soft, marred only by the faint mark of her pain. My fingers traced the scar, my touch gentle, but my mind was consumed by lust.

The sight of her asscheeks, clad in black lace, was almost too much, my cock straining against my pants as I imagined peeling them away, exposing her bare ass to my touch.

"I’ll heal this too..." I murmured, my voice thick with lust, my fingers pressing against her asscheek, the golden glow of my healing touch seeping into her skin.

The scar began to fade, smoothing out as my hand moved, but as I healed her, my fingers accidentally—or maybe not so accidentally—brushed against her asshole, the tight, puckered entrance clenching beneath my touch.

Jayden jerked, her body tensing, a soft gasp escaping her lips. "J-Jack...!" she whimpered, her voice a mix of surprise and something darker, more desperate.

The sound of her whimper was obscene, mixed with the creak of the bed as she tensed beneath me. Her asscheeks clenched, her body trembling as my fingers lingered just a little too long against her hole.

I pretended not to notice, my fingers continuing their path, healing the last of her scars. "There..." I murmured, my voice innocent, though my cock throbbed at the memory of her tight hole, at the thought of fucking her ass until she screamed. "All done..."

But I wasn’t done. Not really.

My fingers traced the curve of her asscheek, lingering just above her asshole, the heat of her skin burning against my touch.

"Mmm..." I murmured, my voice a dark purr, as I pressed my fingers a little harder into her flesh, feeling the give of her softness. "You’re so soft here..." I whispered, my voice thick with lust, my cock aching to replace my fingers.

Jayden whimpered, her body trembling, her voice muffled against the bed. "J-Jack..." she moaned, her voice a mix of embarrassment and desire, her fingers clutching at the sheets as she tried to ground herself.

The sound of her whimper was soft, trembling, as if she was afraid to speak too loudly, afraid of what might happen if she did.

I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear, my breath hot against her skin. "Do you want me to stop...?" I murmured, my voice a whisper, my fingers still pressing against her asscheek, lingering just above her hole.

Jayden squeaked, her body tensing, her voice a trembling whisper. "N-No..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible, her face burning with shame and desire. "I-I don’t..."

I chuckled, the sound dark and amused, my fingers finally pulling away from her asscheek, though my cock protested the loss of her warmth.

"Good..." I murmured, my voice thick with satisfaction, as I helped her pull her pants back up, covering her ass once more. "Because I love the way you moan for me..."

Jayden quickly moved, covering herself with the sheets on the bed, her face burning as she glanced at me, her eyes filled with gratitude and shyness. "Th-Thank you..." she whispered, her voice trembling, tears welling in her eyes. "Thank you so much..."

I wiped her tears, my fingers gentle, my voice soft. "Why don’t you see and check in the bathroom...?" I suggested, my eyes flickering to the door, though my mind was still on her ass, on the way her body trembled beneath me. "Make sure I didn’t miss anywhere..."

Jayden nodded, her face still flushed, and clutching the sheet around her, she walked toward the bathroom, her steps quick, her body trembling with embarrassment and relief. But as she reached the door, she paused, her voice a trembling whisper. "J-Jack...?"

I looked up, my eyes locking on hers, my cock still hard, aching for release. "Yes...?"

Jayden bit her lip, her voice barely audible. "I-I felt..." she murmured, her face burning. "I-I felt... something... when you touched me... there..." Her fingers clenched into the sheet, her knuckles white, as she braced herself for my reaction.

I smirked, my voice a dark purr. "Did you...?" I murmured, my eyes flickering to her ass, imagining it bare, exposed to me. "Or did you want to feel more...?"

Jayden whimpered, her body trembling, her voice a whisper. "I... I don’t know..." she confessed, her eyes filled with confusion and desire. "I-I just..." She paused, her breath hitching. "I liked it..."

I chuckled, the sound dark and amused, my cock throbbing at her words. "Good..." I murmured, my voice thick with satisfaction. "Because I plan on touching you there again... Soon..."

Jayden blushed, her face burning, and clutching the sheet around her, she hurried into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind her.

As the door closed, I adjusted my pants, my cock still hard, aching for release. The scent of her arousal lingered in the air, mixed with the scent of her skin, her shampoo. I inhaled deeply, my mind consumed by the memory of her body beneath me, her whimpers, her trembling.