System Of The Undead

Chapter 264: Jason And Mariam [PT.1+18]

Mariam’s heart raced as she imagined the roughness of his touch. It was what she needed, what she craved—the hands of a man. She watched Jason from her spot in the doorway, not caring what he was getting off to. The sight of him was enough to fuel her desire.

But reality set in and Mariam knew she couldn’t let him see her like this. What would he think? What would everyone else think? The delicate balance she had maintained with the community would be shattered if they knew her true desires.

Mariam quickly excused herself and closed the door behind her, but Jason’s eyes slowly opened as he looked at the door. He had known she was there all along, and now he wondered why she had stayed for so long.

A smirk played at the corner of his lips as a realization dawned on him. She liked what she saw. And that meant he had control over her, even if just for a moment.

Meanwhile, Mariam tried to compose herself in the hallway, berating herself for giving in to temptation. But then she heard it—the creak of the door opening behind her.

She turned around to find Jason standing there, a towel wrapped around his waist and nothing else on. His dirty clothes were an excuse to remain half-naked in front of her.

"Sorry about my appearance," Jason said, breaking through Mariam’s thoughts.

"My clothes are dirty so I can’t wear them. I managed to wash them but they won’t be dry for a while." Jason had to make sure she understood his reason for being dressed this way.

"You could spend the night here if you want," Mariam suggested without thinking. The words slipped out before she could stop them, and suddenly everything felt different between them.

Jason raised an eyebrow at her suggestion but didn’t say anything as Mariam quickly backtracked.

"We’ll talk tomorrow," she stammered.

"I’m quite tired..." Mariam knew she had to get out of there as soon as possible before she does something stupid.

But Mariam’s attempts to distance herself were cut short as she noticed a bulge in Jason’s towel. She couldn’t tear her eyes away, and Jason knew exactly what had caught her attention.

"I swear this thing has a mind of its own," he joked, trying to lighten the mood. But Mariam was lost in a trance, her desire reignited by the sight before her.

Realizing the effect he was having on her, Jason decided it was time to make his move.

He stepped closer, closing the distance between them as he spoke.

"Are you sure you’re tired?" he asked with a mischievous smile.

Mariam’s breath hitched at his words and she struggled to find an answer. But before she could respond, Jason leaned in closer, his voice low and seductive.

"We don’t have to talk..." he whispered, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

The tension between them was palpable as Mariam’s inhibitions melted away. She wanted this—she wanted him—and she couldn’t deny it any longer.

Without a word, Mariam turned and tried to walk away from Jason but he grabbed her by the wrist, he knew that Mariam wanted him but she was trying her hardest to resist.

That was why she was trying to remove herself from the room but Jason wasn’t about to allow her have her way.

Her back was faced towards him, her soft butt cheeks pressed gently on his bulge.

Jason didn’t care about Rachel at this moment, that relationship might have very well sailed already and he wasn’t going to let that get in the way of conquering Rachel.

He had already imagined what her bare flesh looked like, always flaunting her tits like she wanted them exposed.

"W-What do you think you’re doing?" Rachel stuttered as she felt Jason’s erection between her cheeks and his hands slowly removing her robe.

"I’m about to have you for dinner, of course," Jason responded and Mariam’s knees got weak the moment she heard this.

The thought that an attractive young man found an older lady like herself attractive sent shivers down her spine.

"S-Stop, we cannot do this," Mariam tried to resist but Jason’s hand cupped her gigantic breasts between them.

"Fuck, they’re softer than I imagined..." Jason muttered but Mariam managed to break free from him before smacking him across the face.

"How dare you!" Mariam exclaimed, trying to reestablish the boundary that was almost crossed.

She didn’t know how this would turn out but she knew that she couldn’t sleep with Jason no matter how bad she wanted to.

"I’m sorry, I guess I got carried away," Jason quickly apologized but he had already established the first phase of his plan. He had learned something from being interrogated in HELL.

That was sex could be used as an interrogation method, pleasure to be exact but the other person must want it bad enough.

Mariam stormed to her room, Jason knew that he had crossed a line but why didn’t she ask him to leave? That fact alone told Jason that she didn’t want him to stop.

-

The moment that Mariam made it to her room, she laid on her bed, recalling what had just happened.

She didn’t know what happened, it all happened way too fast but she had regained some sense of control but her body couldn’t shake off his hands.

The way they felt, the way it violated her body and before she knew it, her legs spread apart welcoming her fingers.

Mariam gagged herself so the moans couldn’t escape her lips, she couldn’t let Jason hear her as her fingers sunk right inside, stirring up her inside at the thought of Jason being inside her.

Mariam slid two fingers in and her back arched on the bed like a jolt of electricity had ran through her but then her door opened and standing right there was Jason.

"How about we make that naughty imagination of yours come to life?" Jason said with a grin, looking right at Mariam who couldn’t even utter a word.