Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1208: Kate’s Clit Snapped Red

”Our... daughter?” Kate’s voice was a breathless gasp, her mind clearly still reeling from the sudden shift in conversation. The blush on her face deepened, her fingers tightening around my shoulders as if she needed something to hold onto.

She still managed to stammer out, ”Amy is fine... she... she doesn’t know about any of this...” Her voice was small, almost guilty, as if the idea of Amy being unaware of our secrets was both a relief and a source of shame.

Kate’s voice was trembling, her words spilling out in a rush as if she’d been holding them back for far too long.

”Jack... I... I want to divorce Barry.” Her fingers tightened around my arms, her nails digging into my skin as if she were afraid I’d disappear if she let go. ”I don’t want anything to do with him... I love you.”

She swallowed hard, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. ”I don’t know when it started... At first, I just wanted to get close to you... in order to entice Barry’s jealousy. I thought... maybe it would heal his erectile dysfunction.” A bitter laugh escaped her lips, her voice breaking.

”But I... I fell in love with you. And that made me realize...” She paused, her breath hitching.

”That I have never really liked or loved Barry. It was just... responsibility. Duty. But being with you...” Her voice softened, her eyes locking onto mine with a fierceness that took my breath away. ”I feel alive. When you’re not here, I always think about you. Always.”

The raw honesty in her words hit me like a punch to the gut. There was no hesitation, no doubt—just the unfiltered truth of a woman who had finally found something worth fighting for. And that something was me.

I couldn’t resist anymore. I cupped her face in my hands, my thumbs brushing away the tears that had spilled down her cheeks, and then I kissed her.

Not gently, not softly—hard. My lips crashed against hers, my tongue sliding into her mouth with a hunger that had been building for far too long. Kate moaned into the kiss, her body melting against mine as she kissed me back with equal desperation.

I sucked on her lower lip, then her upper, my teeth grazing the soft flesh as I deepened the kiss, claiming her in a way that left no room for doubt.

When I finally pulled back, Kate was breathless, her chest rising and falling in ragged gasps. Her lips were swollen, reddened from the intensity of the kiss, her eyes glazed with a mix of shock and desire. She looked ruined—in the best possible way.

Jennifer, who had been watching the exchange with a mix of amusement and awe, let out a soft, knowing chuckle. ”Well, well,” she murmured, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

”Looks like our little Kate has finally admitted what we all already knew.” She stepped closer, her fingers trailing down Kate’s back, making her shiver.

”But don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re not the only one who’s fallen for him.” She shot me a smirk, her eyes dark with mischief. ”And trust me... Jack’s more than enough to handle both of us.”

I let out a dark chuckle, my cock already throbbing beneath Kate as she sat straddled across my lap. The heat of her body against mine was maddening, and the way her tattered jeans barely clung to her hips only made it worse.

”Why don’t you call Barry?” I murmured, my voice low and rough. ”Let him know the good news.”

Kate’s breath hitched, her fingers trembling as she pulled her phone from her pocket. But before she could dial, my hand slid down her back, slipping beneath the torn denim of her jeans.

The fabric was rough against my skin, but beneath it, her panties were smooth—thin, lacy, and already damp. I traced the waistband with my fingertips, feeling the way her body tensed as she anticipated my next move.

Then, with a sharp flick of my wrist, I yanked the panties downward—just enough to expose the curve of her ass, the fabric snapping back against her skin with a loud, wet snap as it hit her clit.

”Nnngh—!” Kate’s body jerked violently, her back arching as the sudden, stinging pleasure shot through her.

The sound that escaped her was half-yelp, half-moan, her voice breaking as her hips bucked involuntarily against my lap. Her phone nearly slipped from her fingers, her other hand flying to my thigh to steady herself.

”J-Jack—!” she gasped, her nails digging into my skin as her thighs clenched around me.

I didn’t stop. My fingers curled into the fabric of her panties, pulling them taut before letting them snap back again—this time harder, the lace biting into her sensitive flesh.

SNAP!

”Ahh—! F-Fuck—!” Kate’s voice was a breathless whimper, her body shuddering as the second strike sent a fresh wave of sensation through her. Her clit was already swollen, the fabric of her panties now damp against my fingers as I teased her.

She bit down on her lower lip, her eyes squeezing shut as she tried to muffle her moans, but it was no use. A broken, needy sound escaped her, her hips rolling back against my hand as if she were begging for more.

”You’re already so wet for us, Kate,” I murmured, my voice a growl as I pulled the panties taut one last time. The lace was soaked now, clinging to her skin as I let it snap back with a sharp crack against her clit.

SNAP!

”Nnngh—! P-Please—!” Kate’s voice was a desperate, trembling plea, her body trembling as her knees pressed together, her thighs quivering.

The sound of the fabric hitting her skin was obscene, the wet snap echoing in the room as her hips jerked forward, her ass grinding against my cock.

She was panting now, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she fumbled with her phone, her fingers slipping on the screen.

Jennifer let out a low, approving hum, her own breath quickening as she watched. ”Oh, she’s dripping,” she purred, her voice thick with amusement. ”Barry’s going to love hearing this.”

Finally, Kate managed to hit the call button, the dial tone filling the room just as my fingers gave her panties one final, hard snap—the lace biting into her clit with a sharp, wet sound that made her cry out, her body convulsing in my lap.

SNAP!

”A-Ah!—” Kate’s voice was a high, broken moan, her back arching as her free hand flew to her mouth, her fingers pressing against her lips as if she could push the sound back in.

But it was too late. The phone had already connected, and Barry’s voice cut through the charged silence, smooth and oblivious.

”Hello?”