CHAPTER 57: LIVE-IN LOVER - PART 21 (R18)

"This will be the last outfit for today, Ms. Jess."

"But, Ms. Lena... That’s just..."

"That bath towel would look good on you, Jess."

"Shut up, pervert!"

Jess’s photoshoot for her profile as a model at PoruMerc’s women’s division had gone from different fashion styles, through nightdresses, lingeries, and pairs of bras and panties, until the last—a towel, to be wrapped around her body without anything underneath—that barely managed to cover her from her breasts down to her lower half.

Despite her shyness and embarrassment, Jess successfully completed her photoshoot and received a passing mark from Lena’s evaluation. And obviously, from Jeff as well—being both the photographer and her convenient boyfriend, or rather her official boyfriend, as Lena was told by her boss, Nubia.

However, Lena’s final remark made Jess extremely flustered and uneasy.

"From my perspective, modeling lingeries and other undergarments would suit you best, Ms. Jess," Lena said while reviewing all the pictures Jeff had taken, now uploaded to her tablet.

"Does that mean I’m only modeling for that category?" Jess asked worriedly.

Working as a model for PoruMerc’s women’s division would help her secure her career as a designer, which was why she agreed to Nubia’s job offer. She didn’t mind being a model since she got to dress up and wear the brand of clothes she liked.

But still, being a glamour model and having her sexy pictures in different magazines that might be seen by other men—

"It’s only a picture. The real Jess would only be mine, and mine alone."

Before Jess’s thoughts could spiral into scary ideas, Jeff approached her and embraced her tightly, his left hand wrapped around her back to pull her closer, his right hand gently patting her head.

His embrace never failed to calm her down. And with the words he said, Jess couldn’t help but feel overjoyed as she buried her face in his chest—not just to hide her embarrassment with Lena watching their little display of intimacy, but also to conceal her delighted smile and blushing face.

"It’s you who’s mine, Jeff," Jess whispered so softly that even Jeff couldn’t catch it properly, "and all the other girls you love are mine as well."

"Did you say something, Jess?"

"Pay more attention to me, idiot."

Though she enjoyed watching their intimacy, Lena spoke up to answer Jess’s earlier question.

"Having your pictures seen by—let’s just say more men than women—is common, especially if you become popular as a model. But if anything undesirable happens, our company will be there to handle it."

Lena’s tone sounded more dangerous than she probably intended, yet it somehow gave Jess—and Jeff—assurance.

"And of course, you’re not only modeling for undergarments, but for other categories as well," Lena continued. "We’d be complete idiots not to use— I mean, showcase your full potential as a perfect model."

Lena’s slip of the tongue made Jess and Jeff a little uneasy. Regardless, it wasn’t as if they couldn’t trust her, considering she was Nubia’s assistant.

Still, Jeff thought it would be worth learning more about Lena. After all, he needed to figure out who was involved in Nubia’s tragic fate that had occurred in his timeline—the very fate he was trying to change in this one.

"I guess that wraps up this photoshoot," Lena said cheerfully, clapping her hands.

With that, she promptly took her leave. But before walking out of the room, she left one teasing remark for Jess.

"Since this is a private fitting room, no one will come and interrupt if you need to take care of your boyfriend, Ms. Jess." She stepped out of the room and locked the door.

All the while, Jeff was still holding Jess in his arms.

Upon hearing what Lena said, Jess finally became conscious of the hard thing pressing against her belly.

"Aren’t you going to let go of me, Jeff?" Jess muttered, thinking about Lena’s remark while keeping her head down—her gaze fixed on Jeff’s erection bulging under his pants.

Of course he’d be like this after seeing me dressed in those clothes, she thought. And Jess was actually quite proud of herself, pleased that Jeff always got excited and aroused whenever they were together.

However, "taking care of her boyfriend," as Lena had put it, inside PoruMerc’s women’s fashion store—even if it was a private fitting room—was not something Jess considered an option.

But Jeff thought otherwise.

"You’re not thinking of doing it—"

Before Jess could voice her question, Jeff silenced her with a kiss. And even though her reason and judgment told her to stop him, her body instinctively responded to his kiss—intimate and passionate, just as she always does.

Gently and slowly, Jeff guided Jess toward the fitting stall while keeping her wrapped in his arms.

The moment he broke the kiss and released her from his embrace, they were already inside. And when Jeff closed the curtain, Jess realized he was seriously thinking of doing it right here, right now.

"Can’t we, Jess?" Jeff asked, cornering her between his arms as he pressed her against the mirror wall.

Saying no to Jeff’s approach had never been an option for Jess. Telling him to stop kissing and devouring her neck wasn’t one either. Obviously, asking him to wait in this situation wasn’t something Jeff would listen to.

Maybe it was because she was afraid Jeff would leave her again if she pushed him away. Or perhaps, deep down, she really just wanted him to touch and devour her. Whatever the reason, Jess couldn’t bring herself to give Jeff an answer.

Jeff had promised never to do anything she disliked. He may have crossed the line a little with Nubia, but he confessed and asked for permission and forgiveness. Because of that, Jess considered his promise unbroken. And even now—

"So you won’t dislike it if we do it here, right, Jess?" Jeff murmured as his right hand began fondling her left breast through the towel covering her naked body, his left thigh pushing between her legs to spread them, pressing against her crotch, brushing her already dripping entrance.

Half of his question didn’t matter anymore. Whether she disliked it or not wasn’t the point. What mattered was that she wanted to do it with Jeff.

Jess temporarily forgot her pent-up lust as she enjoyed everything they did on their date and focused her mind during the photoshoot. But with just a little intimacy from Jeff, her body trembled again, begging her mind to just say yes and let him ravish her to his heart’s content.

Still, even though Lena had said no one would come to interrupt them, if someone did—and a stranger saw them doing it in such an inappropriate place—that would be an embarrassment Jess could never recover from.

Torn between lustful desire and reason, Jess could only moan in pleasure as Jeff continued ravishing her.

But upon seeing Jess’s uneasy expression mixed with pleasure when he stopped kissing her neck and looked at her, Jeff decided to stop teasing her.

"Was that a bit much, Jess?... I mean, you’ve already got my pants soaking wet with your juice." Jeff said with a grin, shifting his leg to show her the area around his thigh, soaked with her juices.

"Pervert, idiot, meanie..." Jess retorted, throwing weak punches at his chest, blushing furiously as she felt incredibly embarrassed, realizing Jeff was only teasing her.

"I guess we should go to the hotel now, right, Jess?"

"Of course we are, you idiot!"

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[RETURNER FANTASY SYSTEM]

[Quest 12 – Jess’s Pent-up Lust]

[Reward – Jess’s Archive Update 2]

[Objective – Satisfy Jess’s pent-up lust]

[Countdown – 12 hours]