Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 497: The Mess Hannah Left Behind

I nodded, my expression softening. "I know, Julie. I’ll be careful. I’ll make sure she knows that we’re here for her, no matter what," I reassured her, my voice filled with determination.

She pushed me away gently, her eyes filled with a storm of emotions. "Now, go and talk to her," she insisted, her voice firm despite the turmoil within her. "And Jack... make sure she knows that I love her, that I’ve always loved her."

I nodded, my heart heavy with the weight of the task ahead. "I will, Julie. I promise," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. As I turned to leave, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of the situation pressing down on me. The room was filled with a tense silence, the air thick with unspoken words and unresolved emotions.

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation ahead. I knew that I had to find a way to bridge the gap that had formed between us, to make Hannah understand that we were all in this together. As I walked out of the room, I couldn’t shake the feeling of Julie’s eyes on my back, her silent plea echoing in my mind.

The hallway stretched out before me, empty and quiet. I could hear the faint sound of Hannah’s sobs coming from her room. I quickened my pace, my heart pounding in my chest. I knocked softly on her door, my voice gentle as I called out her name. "Hannah, it’s me. Can I come in?"

There was a pause, a moment of silence, before I heard her muffled voice. "Go away, Jack. I don’t want to talk to anyone right now."

As I leaned my forehead against the door, my voice was filled with a raw, desperate sincerity. "Please, Hannah. I just want to talk. I want to make things right," I pleaded, my heart aching with a primal need to comfort her, to feel her against me.

I heard a soft sniffle, and then the sound of the door unlocking. As it opened, I saw Hannah standing there, her eyes red and puffy from crying, her face streaked with tears. She looked up at me, her expression a mix of pain and vulnerability, her lips slightly parted, her chest rising and falling with each shuddering breath.

Without saying a word, I pulled her into my arms, feeling her body tremble against mine. I was still naked, my skin hot and hungry for her touch, and she was still wearing that lingerie, the fabric thin and delicate against her skin, barely containing her curves.

As I held her close, I could feel her body pressing against mine, her breath hitching as my cock pressed against her, hard and demanding. A slight moan escaped her lips, a soft "Ah" that sent a shiver of desire down my spine.

I gently stroked her hair, my voice soft and reassuring, but laced with a hunger that I could no longer deny. "Hannah, aren’t you a bit selfish? You left after teasing me like that," I said, my lips brushing against her forehead, my hands exploring the curves of her body, feeling the heat of her skin beneath the lingerie.

She cried, her voice breaking with the weight of her emotions, but her body betrayed her, arching into my touch, seeking more. "Mom said she loves you... And she doesn’t want to talk to me... and..." She trailed off, her words dissolving into a moan as my hands found her breasts, my thumbs circling her nipples, feeling them harden beneath my touch.

I kissed her on the lips, my tongue pushing into her mouth, sucking on hers, making it hard for her to breathe, to think. As I pulled back, I heard a slight moan, a soft "Hmmph..." and the sound of her heavy panting, her body trembling with need.

"You... are bullying me..." Hannah said, her voice barely above a whisper, but her eyes were dark with desire, her body pressing against mine, seeking more.

I kissed her again, my lips pressing against hers, making them swell slightly, my hands exploring her body, feeling the heat of her skin, the curve of her waist, the softness of her thighs. As I pulled back this time, she didn’t say anything but looked down at the floor, her head lowered in shyness, her body trembling with anticipation.

I asked, my voice husky with desire, "Have you calmed down now?" My hands continued to explore her body, feeling the heat of her skin, the curve of her waist, the softness of her thighs, my cock pressing against her, hard and demanding.

Hannah didn’t respond, her body trembling slightly in my arms, her breath hitching as my hands found her ass, squeezing, feeling the softness of her flesh, the heat of her skin.

I slapped her ass hard, making her jump, a sharp "Aaah" escaping her lips, her body pressing against mine, seeking more. "It hurts... why are you hitting me?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of pain and confusion, but her eyes were dark with desire, her body trembling with need.

I looked at her, my expression firm, my voice filled with a quiet intensity, a hunger that I could no longer deny. "Because you deserve to be punished, Hannah. How can you assume everything? When did Julie say she is not going to talk to you or that she is angry at you?" I asked, my hands continuing to explore her body, feeling the heat of her skin, the curve of her waist, the softness of her thighs, my cock pressing against her, hard and demanding.

Hannah stammered, her voice breaking, but her body betrayed her, arching into my touch, seeking more. "But... she said it herself. She loves you... And then I will have no place in her life..." She trailed off, her words dissolving into a moan as my hands found her breasts again, my thumbs circling her nipples, feeling them harden beneath my touch.

I slapped her ass again, making her cheek puff up as she looked at me angrily, but her eyes were dark with desire, her body trembling with need. "Hmph..." she muttered, her eyes flashing with a mix of anger and frustration, but her body pressed against mine, seeking more.

I asked again, my voice husky with desire, my hands continuing to explore her body, feeling the heat of her skin, the curve of her waist, the softness of her thighs, my cock pressing against her, hard and demanding.

"When did she say you have no place in her life, Hannah? Why did she send me to talk to you then?" I asked, my lips brushing against her neck, feeling the heat of her skin, the pulse of her blood, my hands squeezing her ass, feeling the softness of her flesh, the heat of her skin.