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The Accidental Wealth Chapter 83
Jackson signaled for the waiter. "I'll take care of the bill," he said, sliding his credit card across the counter. "Very generous," Natalia commented, leaning against the bar and watching him bemusedly. He shrugged. Once the bill was settled, they made their way to the reception desk. Jackson approached the receptionist, who looked up with a professional smile. "Good evening, sir. How can I assist you?" "I'd like to book one of your luxurious suites for tonight," Jackson said smoothly. The receptionist's fingers danced across the keyboard. "Of course, sir. May I see your ID?" Jackson handed over his driver's license, and within moments, he was handed a sleek key card. "Your suite is on the top floor," the receptionist said. "Enjoy your stay." "Oh, we will," Natalia purred. They moved toward the elevator, the soft carpet muffling their footsteps. As they waited for the elevator doors to open, Jackson couldn't help but admire Natalia's silhouette against the polished gold tri
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Jackson took his time, relishing the journey. His hand slid beneath her dress, feeling the smooth fabric give way to the heat of her skin. As his fingers traced upwards, they encountered the thin band of her panties. He paused, looking at her for any sign of hesitation. "Don't stop now," she whispered, eyes blazing. His fingers slipped beneath the delicate lace, feeling the damp heat of her pussy. She sucked in a breath, a mix of surprise and pleasure flashing across her face. "So wet already?" he murmured. "What can I say? You've got a way about you." His fingers teased her folds, slipping quickly between the slickness. She sighed, leaning into his touch, her legs parting slightly to give him better access. Jackson leaned in, closing the distance between them and capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Their lips melded together, hungry and insistent. Her tongue darted out, meeting his in a slow, sensual dance. He tangled his free hand in her hair, pulli
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Jackson gently placed her on the bed, watching as she sprawled before him like a feast for a starving man. Her red dress was bunched around her waist, and he quickly worked to peel it off completely, leaving her in nothing but those tantalizing black panties. Natalia lay sprawled out on the bed, a mix of desire and mischief glinting in her eyes. "Enjoying the view?" she teased, arching an eyebrow. "More than you know," he replied, his voice husky with need. Jackson spread her legs wide with a deliberate slowness that drove her wild. He admired the sight of her, taking in every inch of her exposed skin and the way her panties clung to her curves. The thin lace was already damp with her arousal, and he couldn't resist running his thumb over the wet spot. Jackson hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties and slid them aside, revealing the glistening folds of her pussy. He lowered his head without hesitation, his tongue darting out to taste her. "Fuck!" s
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Jackson slid over her, finding her mouth with his. The kiss was a clash of hunger and heat, leaving them both breathless. Her skin seared beneath his touch, soft in all the right places as his hands roamed freely. They found her tits, gripped them, thumbs grazing over nipples that hardened instantly. "Yessss…" She arched into his touch, her moan vibrating against his lips. "Spread those legs for me," he murmured against her mouth. Her thighs parted in answer, giving him room. He positioned himself between them, feeling the wet heat of her pussy radiating need. He took himself in hand, rubbing the tip of his cock along her slit, gathering her slickness on his skin. "Please," she whispered, a delicious desperation slipping into her voice. Aiming true, he pushed forward, the head of his cock slipping past her folds. Her molten heat enveloped him, inviting him deeper. He wasted no time, driving into her with a force she'd remember. She gasped, but it was qu
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Natalia turned to face him, propping herself up on one elbow. Her hair was a mess, her makeup slightly smudged, but somehow, she looked even more beautiful than before. "You know," she said, tracing lazy patterns on his chest with her finger, "when I saw you at first, I never would have guessed you'd be such a wild man in bed." He laughed, catching her hand and bringing it to his lips. "What can I say? I'm full of surprises." "Clearly," she agreed with a wicked smile. "Though I have to wonder... where did you learn all those moves? You some kind of secret sex guru or something?" "Yeah, right. More like years of trial and error." "Whatever the reason, it's certainly paid off. That was some of the best sex I've had in a long time." "Oh, I'm not finished with you yet," he said, pulling her closer. She raised an eyebrow. "What makes you think I'll stick around for an encore?" He grinned, his hand tracing lazy circles on her hip. "Call it a hunch. Plus,
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 88
Jackson lay awake, staring at the ornate ceiling of the hotel suite. The room was bathed in a soft, ethereal glow from the city lights filtering through the sheer curtains. Natalia slept peacefully in his arms, her warm, bare skin pressed against his. He couldn't help but marvel at his life's surreal turn. Just weeks ago, he was a nobody, scraping paycheck to paycheck. Now, he was in a luxurious hotel suite with a stunning woman in his bed. It felt like a dream he feared waking up from at any moment. Natalia stirred slightly, mumbling something incomprehensible in her sleep. Jackson smiled, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. She truly was breathtaking, even in slumber. As if on cue, Quantum Quill's voice chimed in his head. "Well done, darling. You've managed to charm your way through all of today's tasks. I must say, I'm impressed." "Gee, thanks. I live for your approval." "Sarcasm doesn't suit you, darling. But I'll let it slide this time. Your reward will be c
The Accidental Wealth Chapter 89
Jackson's eyes fluttered open, squinting against the bright sunlight streaming through the hotel room's curtains. He groaned, his head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton. The previous night's events swirled in his mind, a hazy mix of champagne, laughter, and Natalia's intoxicating presence. He rolled over, half-expecting to find an empty bed. Instead, his eyes widened at the sight of Natalia sitting on the edge of the mattress, her bare back and the curve of her ass catching his full attention. "Good morning," he managed, his voice still gravelly with sleep. She turned, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Well, hello there, Sleeping Beauty. I was starting to think I'd have to kiss you awake." "Damn, I should've kept my eyes closed a bit longer." "Missed opportunity," she teased, leaning back on her elbows. The sheet slipped lower, revealing more of her curves. His eyes wandered appreciatively before meeting her gaze. "How long have you been up?" "Oh, just a few minut
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His eyebrows shot up. "Oh really? I thought I was special." She laughed. "Relax, I'm kidding. This weekend sounds perfect. Don't disappoint me, or I might have to start looking for those other men." "Challenge accepted," he grinned, feeling a surge of excitement. "I'll make sure it's a night you won't forget." "Alright, alright. I'll agree to this date of yours," she said playfully, with a hint of genuine interest. "But it better be good. I'm not easily impressed, you know." "Oh, I'm not worried. In fact, I'm sure you'll be begging for a second date before the night is over." "We'll see about that after the first date. No need to get ahead of ourselves." She glanced at her watch, then back at Jackson. "I should probably get your contact info. Got a business card?" His face fell slightly. "Ah, damn. I didn't bring any with me. I left them all in my other pants, the ones without champagne stains." "How about your phone then? I can just enter my numbe
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Jackson leaned against the polished mahogany bar, nursing a whiskey on the rocks. The ice clinked against the glass as he sipped, savoring the smoky flavor. Isabella sat across from him, her legs crossed elegantly as she sipped a brightly colored cocktail. "So," Jackson drawled, "where's your boyfriend? What was his name again? Mike? Mitch?" "Mark. And he's on his way." "Ah, right. Mark." He nodded sagely as if he'd known all along. "The elusive Mark. You know, I'm starting to think he might be imaginary." "Please. As if I'd need to make up a boyfriend." "I don't know," he teased. "Maybe you're just trying to make me jealous." "Oh, you wish." she flicked a cocktail napkin at him. "Trust me, Mark is very real. And very late, apparently." He glanced at his watch. "How long have you been waiting?" "Only about twenty minutes," she sighed. "He texted saying he got held up at work." "Ah, the old 'held up at work' excuse," he said, waggling his eyebrows. "Classic." Isabella smacked
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Jackson reached for his phone again, scrolling through his contacts until he found Gabriella's number. His thumb hovered over it for a moment, hesitation battling curiosity. "Fuck it," he decided, hitting the call button before he could talk himself out of it. The phone rang once, twice. On the third ring, Gabriella's sultry voice purred through the speaker. "Missing me already, handsome?" "You know, most people start with 'hello.'" "Most people are boring," she countered. "But I'm guessing you didn't call just to critique my phone etiquette. What's on your mind?" "Actually, I called to ask you something," he said, trying to keep his tone casual. "You wouldn't happen to know a guy named William, would you?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, just long enough to kick Jackson's heart rate up a notch. "William?" she repeated, her voice suddenly neutral. "That's a pretty common name. You'll have to be more specific." "He's a pub owner. Tall guy, kinda looks like he co
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Jackson pulled into the parking lot, still feeling the afterglow of his encounter with Gabriella. As he stepped out of the car, he winced, his body reminding him of their vigorous activities. "Note to self: stretching is important," he muttered, rubbing his lower back. He went to the elevator, grateful for the privacy, as he tried to smooth out his rumpled clothes and tame his hair. The last thing he needed was to run into one of his nosy neighbors, looking like he'd been dragged through a hedge backward. As the elevator doors opened on his floor, Jackson fished his keys out of his pocket, fumbling with them as he approached his door. He paused, listening for any signs of unexpected visitors or mysterious voices in his head. Hearing nothing but blessed silence, he let out a relieved sigh and stepped inside. The cool air of his penthouse hit him like a refreshing wave, and Jackson kicked off his shoes, not bothering to line them up neatly. He shuffled towards the kitchen, his legs
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Victor stood on the first tee of his private golf course, squinting against the morning sun. He gripped his driver, the weight familiar in his hands. The fairway stretched out before him, a lush green carpet inviting him to forget the stresses of his criminal empire, if only for a few hours. "Alright, you little white bastard," he muttered to the golf ball, "let's see if you cooperate today." He took a practice swing, his muscles remembering the motion. Victor had always found golf to be a peculiar sport for a man in his line of work. There was something almost comical about a feared crime boss fussing over a tiny white ball. He lined up his shot, took a deep breath, and swung. The satisfying crack of the club meeting the ball echoed across the course. Victor watched the ball soar through the air, arcing gracefully and then veering sharply to the left, disappearing into a cluster of trees. "Son of a," he bit off the curse, reminding himself that this was supposed to be relaxing. H
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They collapsed together in a tangled heap of limbs and sweat, panting heavily as they came down from their shared high. Jackson's heart raced, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Gabriella lay sprawled across him, her hair a wild mess, tickling his nose. "Well," she said, her voice muffled against his chest, "I'd say that was a successful morning workout." "Beats the hell out of jogging." "Mmm, agreed," she purred, tracing lazy circles on his chest. "Though I might need a nap now." "Already? I thought you arms dealers were supposed to have stamina," he teased. She lifted her head, fixing him with a mock glare. "Careful, darling. I might just have to prove you wrong." "Is that a threat or a promise?" "Why not both?" She grinned wickedly, then grimaced as she shifted. "Oof. I think my leg's asleep." "Sexy." "Oh, shut up," she grumbled, smacking his chest playfully. She attempted to untangle herself but only managed to elbow him in the ribs and knee him in a rath
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Gabriella watched him with predatory interest as he quickly stripped out of his clothes. Each discarded piece revealed more of his toned physique, which had her licking her lips in anticipation. "Look at you," she teased, her hand reaching out to stroke his burgeoning erection. "Like a goddamn Greek statue." His cock twitched in her palm as she wrapped her fingers around him, marveling at the heft and heat of him. "Bet this thing's getting named after Aphrodite," she remarked with a wicked grin. "Just waiting for Aphrodite herself to worship it," he shot back. She laughed, lunging forward to plant a quick, hungry kiss on his lips. Then she turned, sashaying over to the couch with a deliberately exaggerated hips sway. "Come on, Greek god," she called over her shoulder, her voice leaving no room for argument. He followed obediently, equal parts amused and aroused. She nearly pounced on the couch, reaching into the drawer of the end table to retrieve a con
