But he was not done. He immediately took out his cock, pulling her body back and angling her body upwards as she balanced herself on the door, looking backwards at it and licking her lips as Jason rubbed the head on the wet exterior of her vulva.
And then slowly, steadily, he pushed it inside her, making her groan, this time with her covering her mouth with her hand as she looked deep into his eyes.
Jason smirked when he saw the look of reverence in her eyes, grabbing her by the chin and then pulling her after moving her hand away, leaning forward and giving her a passionate kiss. Another reward for your obedience.
And then pulling his cock back, he finally pushed it forward again, and she reacted by quivering under his pressure, as he continued, pulling back and then thrusting forward, slowly at first, and then deeper over time.
Jason tried his best to not go too hard. After all, he wanted to make sure to not make too much sound. There was already a wet spot on the floor and it was slowly puddling up and going towards the door where if it went outside, it might just alert someone to what they were doing in there. Luckily, the pants were sucking up the fluids. Very useful pants.
"Nhh~~!!" Isabella moaned out loud, as Jason hit the spot, her eyes rolling back as she held on to the door. Jason continued, slowly, steadily, and soon enough, just due to the heat and the friction, he was already close. Looking at her, quivering like that, he knew she was probably close too.
Time to let it out a big bang.
Jason slapped her ass, making her moan loudly in surprise as he pulled her head back using her hair, before finally holding her right next to his body, raising her body slightly just to maintain a good angle of penetration. She was like a doll at that moment, limp in the air, being held up by Jason.
"Jason?" she said in fear and surprise, turning her head up. Jason kissed her forehead in response. He then held her there with his arm on her belly and another arm around her neck, then whispered, "Just a bit more, okay?"
Somehow, Isabella immediately started cumming once again, losing herself and squirting even before Jason began thrusting harder. But Jason didn’t even care as he began fucking her, thrusting faster and faster into her, with their coming together releasing soft sounds going *Pah! Pah! Pah!*
After a few moments, Jason finally felt it coming on as he released her and then took some medical tissue paper from the side, grabbing his cock with his other hand and then stroking the meat until he unloaded it on top of the piece of paper that was in his other hand. He then stood there, completely satisfied looking at the woman who was barely holding on to the door, her legs and arms shaking with fluids dripping down onto the pants on the floor.
Jason felt his heart rate increase at that moment, threatening to restart his engine, but he held himself back. He had to leave. It would be bad for him to be late on his second day of work. He needed to put his best foot forward.
Jason closed up the tissue, seeing it all sticky and wet, and then after wrapping it again and then looking at all of it as it seemed dry but still smelled like his seed, Jason gave it to her with a smirk on his face.
"Here you go. Something for you to remember me by." After putting it in her hands, he watched as she put it away in her shirt, getting up and then slowly grabbing the mop and the cleaning materials, glaring at him to help her. Jason chuckled, reluctantly helping her with the cleanup.
How was she going to leave that place?
They cleaned everything up and after making sure that everything was clean, they left, with Jason and Isabella walking side by side. Isabella gazed at Jason’s side profile and sighed, stepping back. "Luckily there were some pants that fit me here. But I still need to change them. And I need to get these washed... You’re going to get me into trouble one of these days. "
Jason shrugged, stuffing the notebook into his bag. "Maybe. But isn’t that half the fun?"
Isabella gazed at him and then gave him a sweet smile. Meanwhile, Jason couldn’t help but think about that one stereotype. Nurses were really some crazy people.
Jason went to work and then spent the day there, learning the scripts and practising them all by himself. The nice thing was that his memory was enhanced now, so he could learn everything he wanted to at a quicker pace.
Jason was thoroughly happy at that moment. His love life was kicking off. His career was also kicking off. All he needed was connections and a network. He couldn’t help but think about how far he had come. And he had hope now. It was obvious that this was only the beginning.
Later, after work, Jason found himself wandering through the city streets. He didn’t know where he was going until he spotted Emily in the park. She was mid-workout, her ponytail swinging as she jogged in place. He had passed by there on purpose. After all, he had finally made his decision.
Jason didn’t know she worked out before. Or maybe she had started it recently? Such a shy girl at the park running around in a massive hoodie? It was most definitely an interesting sight.
Seeing the raven black hair and the skin that was supposed to be white and pale, now turning pink due to the flush of her physical exertion, Jason couldn’t help but admire her. She was pretty cute too.
Jason approached her slowly, hands in his pockets. "Hey, Emily."
She turned, startled, and slowed to a stop. "Jason? Is that you?" Jason smirked when he realised that she might not have been able to recognise him in his suit and time. Little did he know that she was thinking something totally different.
That looked like an expensive suit. He must be taking care of himself. Or maybe it was that lady who was taking care of him… What was their relationship?
"What are you doing here?" She asked wiping her forehead and lashing him a shy smile as she grabbed her water bottle, trying to grab a drink.
He hesitated, suddenly unsure of himself. "Just came from work. Needed some fresh air so I was taking a walk. And then I saw you... and I realised I wanted to talk to you."
"You got a new Job?" Emily asked in surprise. She couldn’t help but shyly look to the ground as she heard those words from him. He wanted to see her. Why? Was she looking good at that moment? Did he care?
Jason nodded, "Yeah. Can you imagine? I’m a Salesperson now."
"That’s incredible. C-Congratulations!"
Hearing those words, and the stutter in them, Jason smiled. She was still so shy. So adorable.
"Oh sorry. You said you wanted to talk. About what?" She said, fidgeting with her hoodie and fixing it. Jason stared at her for a moment before he finally sighed.
He did not know why he was there at that moment. No. He knew. He was here because he had finally taken a look at the next mission’s description. And it was something that he wanted to deal with.
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| Take Revenge on the Grumpy Middle-Aged Landlord |
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That Grandpa embarrassed you. You have to take revenge on him and hurt him ten times as much as he hurt you.
Rewards:
—> Level up +1 +1
—> 40 MC
—> Business God Method {Data Block}
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[Business God Method]? How could he say no to something like that? After all, that was a Data Block and he was going to be Learning Business from it. He needed to get it no matter what to go ahead and achieve his goals.
He was going to get this Data Block and position himself in the best circumstances to take on his new career. And to make all of that happen, he needed to build a connection with this girl. After all, from all his interactions with Mr Grayson, the one thing that the man cared about more than anything else was his daughter.
As long as Jason influenced Mr Grayson’s daughter to break Mr Grayson’s heart... Would he not have finished this mission? If he finished the mission he would finally be able to get the [Business God Method]. Then after that, he would finally be able to start and manage his business in the future.
That was why he approached this woman. She was going to be the vehicle he would use to get back at her father.
Jason took a deep breath, the words tumbling out before he could second-guess them. "I like you, Emily. I’ve liked you for a while now. And I don’t expect anything from you right now, but I needed to say it."
Emily blinked, her faltering for a moment as she took a moment trying to get a grasp on the situation. "Jason..."
"I know," he interrupted. "It’s probably a lot to drop on you like this. But I’ve been holding it in for too long. I… Wanted you to know that I wanted to stay in your life for as long as possible and that I want to pursue something real with you..."
She looked away, her face slightly flushed, this time not just from the run. "I don’t know what to say… C-Could you please give me some time to think about it?"
Jason smiled gently. "You don’t have to say anything right now. I guess what I’m trying to say is...you’re someone special to me. And I’d love to get to know you even better—to see where this connection between us could go. But I also want you to know that no matter what, I value you and the time we’ve shared. So, however you feel, just know that you’re incredible, and I’m glad I got the chance to tell you this."
Emily looked at Jason, who smiled at her and she began nodding again and again, leading him to chuckle. Was she agreeing to the confession? It didn’t matter. He would take that as a yes.
"Great... Can I have your numbers?" Jason asked with a cheeky smirk. "Before I get preoccupied by your shy smile and forget." Emily gave the numbers to him and then as he left, she stood there, still wondering what had just happened.
As Jason walked away, leaving Emily to process his confession, he felt himself get both lighter and heavier as well. He was lighter because, in a way, he genuinely meant what he said, but he was heavier because, in a way, he was not being completely honest with his intentions.
Jason was a bit conflicted. Tough decisions. Everywhere he looked there was a tough decision to be made. And yet there was another side of him that really could not help but feel impressed with himself.
Was this what it all meant? To deal with these kinds of conflicting feelings? This kind of power was terrifying.