**Chapter 7: Consumed by Desire**

Melody's grip on Ms. Thompson's hips tightened as she began to move with a fierce intensity, her body demanding surrender from the younger woman. Ms. Thompson's eyes widened as she felt the rough thrusts, her mind reeling in a mix of pain and pleasure. Despite her initial resistance, her body seemed to be responding to Melody's touch, her curves molding to the older woman's hands as she pleasured her. As Melody continued to take her, Ms. Thompson's thoughts grew cloudy, her body surrendering to the sensations coursing through her veins. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of desire, her mind fighting to maintain control over her body. But it was no use; her body seemed to have a mind of its own, responding to Melody's touch with a fervor that left her breathless. Just as Ms. Thompson thought she was going to lose herself completely, she heard the sound of the shower turning off in the background. She knew that Jessica would be returning soon, and the thought sent a shiver down her spine. But Melody seemed to sense her unease, her grip on Ms. Thompson's hips tightening as she pulled her closer. "You're so beautiful when you're being taken," Melody whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I can see why my daughter is so drawn to you." Ms. Thompson's eyes widened as she felt Melody's words wash over her, her body responding to the older woman's touch with a renewed sense of fervor. She was torn between her desire to resist and her body's need for pleasure. As Melody continued to take her, Ms. Thompson felt like she was losing herself, her mind consumed by the sensations coursing through her body. The bathroom door creaked open, and Jessica stepped out, her hair damp and her eyes scanning the room. She froze as she took in the scene before her, her eyes locking onto her mother's body wrapped around Ms. Thompson's. For a moment, she just stared, her expression unreadable. Then, a slow smile spread across her face, and she began to move towards them, her eyes fixed on Ms. Thompson's body. "Looks like you're getting along with my mother," she said, her voice husky with amusement. Ms. Thompson's eyes widened as she felt Melody's grip on her hips tighten, her body responding to the older woman's touch with a renewed sense of desire. She knew she was in trouble, and that her life was about to change in ways she never could have imagined. As Jessica approached, Ms. Thompson realized that she was trapped in a web of desire, and that she might not be able to escape.