Chapter 414 A Crazy Night
Jack's gaze was icy, his voice laced with a subtle threat. "If you say you're Scarlett, then show me her scars."
With that, he yanked Phoenix's jacket open with more force. Phoenix trembled even more violently. Was she about to be exposed?
Scarlett used to tell her every day how good Jack was to her.
If he found out she wasn't really Scarlett, what would Jack do to her?
Phoenix cursed, "Damn it! Jack, you bastard!"
Ignoring her pleas, Jack continued to force her to undress. His movements were rough, his gaze filled with a dangerous glint.
Jack's gaze swept over her, pausing at her shoulder where not a single scar or blemish marred her skin.
"Just as I thought, you're not Scarlett." Jack's voice was icy, his eyes filled with anger. "Who are you?"
How dared she deceive him?
Did she really think that just because he lost the Russell Group, anyone could bully him?
It was already midnight, the room dark except for the light filtering in from outside.
Jack could clearly see Phoenix wearing a tight cotton bra, her breasts full and prominent on her chest. She wore only a beige skirt below, revealing her thighs and legs entirely to Jack's view.
The scent of her body wash subdued his anger, stirring his desire instead. He thought, 'A wife is never as good as a mistress, but this young, tender girl in front of him was even better.'
Seduced by her beauty, Jack's mind was filled with wicked thoughts.
He ran his hand along her smooth skin to her face, lightly brushing her cheeks with his fingers. The ticklish sensation made Phoenix's cheeks flush.
Feeling the unique texture of her skin, Jack confirmed his suspicion.
Though he still didn't know who she really was, he wasn't losing out!
Jack skillfully teased her face, Phoenix feeling the stimulating touch of his fingers, her heart starting to race.
Since she started pretending to be Scarlett, she had been abstinent for quite some time.
Last time, Jack had raped her.
Though she hated this old man, she had to admit, Jack had the skills to back up his arrogance.
At the time, Phoenix was so angry she wanted to kill Jack, but in the quiet of the night, she found herself missing Jack's touch. So this time, facing Jack, she didn't resist fully.
They were both adults; there was no need to resist something they both wanted.
However, Jack was her uncle by marriage, which still made Phoenix a bit uncomfortable, so she tried to suppress the abnormal feelings.
Seeing her not resisting, Jack continued his actions.
He moved down, and Phoenix felt a gentle touch on her neck. His movements were so delicate, causing a tingling sensation that made Phoenix both want to resist and give in.
Her neck turned red from his touch.
Jack's dick strained against his pants, the excitement and discomfort evident. He moved his hand further down, his fingers brushing over the exposed top of her breasts.
The tender breasts, upon contact with Jack's hand, felt like they were electrocuted, making her gasp.
"Scarlett, why's your heart beating so fast? You okay? Let me give you a massage."
Jack pretended to be clueless, playing the role of a caring husband.
His palm pressed against Phoenix's left breast, rubbing in circles. Though separated by her clothes, the lace of her bra rubbed against her sensitive nipples, making them harden and her soft breasts swell. Jack could feel all these changes clearly, knowing the young woman in front of him was aroused.
"Scarlett, how are you feeling now? A bit better?"
Phoenix was unsure if she should continue.
Jack seemed to sense her hesitation and made the decision for her.
He lunged forward, wrapping her in his arms, and she, as if expecting this, wrapped her arms around his neck, her lips finding his in a passionate kiss.
Phoenix's low moans filled the air, a sweet, burning itch spreading from deep within her to her inner thighs. She writhed, guiding Jack's hand to her thigh.
Jack slowly caressed upwards, discovering she wasn't wearing any underwear, her entire pussy and buttocks exposed, waiting for his touch.
Excited, Jack pushed her onto the bed, quickly stripping down to his briefs, pouncing on her body, one hand gripping her breast, the other exploring her pussy under her skirt.
Phoenix was overwhelmed by Jack's touch, her body tingling, moaning helplessly as she clung to Jack, their tongues entwined in a heated kiss, her breath becoming labored, the pleasure from her breasts and vagina filling her chest.
Jack's mouth left her lips, like a hungry child, sucking on her nipple, his hand kneading her breast, moving it side to side. Then he knelt on the bed, holding her shoulders, looking at her flushed face, and whispered, "Baby, let me see your pussy."
"No, I'm scared," Phoenix whispered.
"Scared of what? Afraid I'll eat you?"
"Yes, I'm afraid you'll eat me," Phoenix said coquettishly, rolling her eyes.
"Scarlett, don't worry, I'll eat you gently."
Jack gave Phoenix a passionate kiss, removing her bra, watching her swollen breasts tremble with her breathing like waves in the ocean. Jack lowered his head, sucking on her nipple, licking it with his tongue.
Phoenix trembled under his touch.
Jack continued to lick her elastic breasts, her nipples stiffening pointedly. She felt weak, her body burning with desire.
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