Push his powers further, escalating her arousal to the point where she is ready to succumb.

Emboldened by Jennifer's responses, Eric decided to push his powers further. With the delicate precision of an artist, he began to paint a picture of passion in her mind. The strokes of his influence were gentle but persistent, each one intensifying her desire.

Subtly, he steered the conversation towards her appearance. Complimenting her natural beauty, he suggested that a change of attire might help her feel even more desirable. His suggestion was laced with an image, a vision of her dressed in something alluring and empowering.

Jennifer excused herself, leaving Eric alone in the living room. His heart pounded in his chest, his palms slightly sweaty. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heart.

After what felt like an eternity, Jennifer returned. She had changed into a form-fitting, black lace dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The dress, with its plunging neckline and daring back, showcased her generous bosom and the curve of her lower back. The length of the dress was just right, stopping mid-thigh and accentuating the shapely beauty of her legs. Her hair, previously tied in a messy bun, now cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves, glimmering in the dim light of her apartment.

Her transformation was breathtaking. The dress didn't just change her appearance; it seemed to imbue her with a new sense of confidence and power. Her azure eyes sparkled with life, her full lips curving into a confident smile.

As she moved, the black lace dress clung to her in a tantalizing way. Her every movement was filled with an intoxicating allure. Her usual cheerful personality was replaced with a smoky, seductive aura that seemed to pull him in like a magnet.

Her body was a symphony of sensual delight, every curve, every inch radiating a potent allure. Her bosom, prominently outlined by the black lace, rose and fell with her deep, anticipatory breaths. Her eyes, previously full of sadness, now sparkled with arousal and expectation.

Eric focused his power, heightening her arousal further. He guided her thoughts, making her feel the whisper of his fingers tracing her curves, the warmth of his breath against her neck, and the gentle pressure of his lips against hers. Each thought was like a spark, fueling the fire of her desire.

Jennifer's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself in the sensation. She was on the edge, teetering on the brink of surrendering to her desire. Her body, clad in the seductive black dress, was a testament to her arousal.