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2024-10-29 19:42:56When they reached the bottom, Gabriella led him through another hallway. The air was cooler here, almost sterile, like a vault. They walked past several nondescript doors before stopping in front of one that looked more reinforced than the others.
She pressed her thumb against a biometric scanner next to the door. With a soft beep, the door unlocked and slid open with a hiss. As they stepped inside, motion-sensor lights flickered on, illuminating the room. His jaw dropped. The room was massive, with walls lined from floor to ceiling with every weapon imaginable. Rifles, shotguns, pistols, and knives were displayed meticulously on racks and shelves. Even more exotic weapons—crossbows, katanas, and grenades—were placed as if they were pieces in an art gallery. "Holy...," Jackson began but trailed off, unable to find the right words. Gabriella chuckled softly behind him. "Impressive, isn't it?" "Impressive doesn't even begin to cover it," he replied, still taki
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Jackson flinched, his eyes squeezing shut. But instead of searing pain, he felt... nothing. He cracked one eye open to see Gabriella doubled over in laughter, the gun hanging loosely at her side. "You should see your face!" She gasped between fits of giggles. "Oh my god, it's priceless!" Realization dawned on him. "It... it wasn't loaded?" His laughter subsided to a chuckle as she shook her head. "No, you big baby. It's just a blank." He let out a long, shaky breath, his heart still pounding. "Jesus Christ, I thought I was dead!" "Oh please," she scoffed, tossing the gun onto a nearby table with a casual flick of her wrist. "If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead. I don't miss." He ran a hand through his hair, his cocky demeanor momentarily shaken. "Well, that's... comforting, I guess?" She sauntered closer, her hips swaying hypnotically. "Aw, did I scare the big, bad businessman?" She reached up, straightening his tie with nimble fingers. "I tho
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Jackson captured her lips again, the kiss fierce and demanding, as his fingers continued their exploration between her thighs. She whimpered into his mouth, her body arching into him. The heat radiating off her skin made him feel like he was on fire. He deepened the kiss, their tongues tangling as his fingers moved purposefully. Jackson's other hand found the straps of her dress, sliding them off her shoulders. The fabric pooled at her waist, revealing her ample breasts encased in a lacy bra. With practiced ease, he unclasped it, letting it fall to the floor. He broke the kiss just long enough to take in the sight of her naked breasts. "Damn, Gabriella," he murmured appreciatively. Her nipples were already hard, begging for his touch. He didn't make them wait. His hands moved to cup her breasts, squeezing them gently before rolling her nipples between his fingers. She gasped, her head falling back against the wall. "Oh fuck, that feels good." "You like
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With one smooth thrust, Jackson was buried inside her welcoming heat. Her tightness squeezed him almost deliciously unbearably. "Goddamn, you feel good," he groaned, savoring the exquisite slickness gripping him. "Don't just stand there, big guy," she teased breathlessly, legs wrapping around his waist. "Put that cock to work." He obliged gladly, starting with slow, deliberate strokes that drew moans from both of them. Her pussy was tight but already dripping, welcoming him deeper with each thrust. Gabriella arched her back, her breasts bouncing with each movement. "Fuck yes," she gasped, clawing at his back. "Harder, Jackson." Not one to disappoint, Jackson increased his pace, driving into her with a force that made the bedframe creak beneath them. Her moans filled the room, mingling with his own deep grunts of exertion. Her fingers found their way to her own clit, rubbing circles that brought her closer to the edge with each thrust. "You're such
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Jackson slowly opened his eyes, blinking in the soft morning light. He turned his head to the side and saw Gabriella sleeping peacefully beside him, the sheet barely covering her bare form. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he carefully slid out of the bed, doing his best not to disturb her slumber. The mattress creaked slightly, but Gabriella sighed softly and snuggled deeper into the pillow. He padded quietly across the plush carpet, his bare feet sinking into its softness. He paused to admire Gabriella's sleeping form, her hair spilling across the pillow like a silken waterfall. The sheet had slipped, revealing her back's smooth expanse and hip curve. He fought the urge to climb back into bed and trace that curve with his fingertips. Instead, he focused on the scattered clothing strewn across the floor. His pants lay in a crumpled heap near the foot of the bed, his shirt dangling precariously from a nearby chair. He smiled, remembering Gabriella's eagerness to u
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Jackson leaned in closer, squinting at the photo as if it might reveal some hidden clue. Maybe it was just a coincidence. Maybe Gabriella had bumped into them at some swanky party and... "Admiring me in photos while I'm sleeping? How naughty of you, Jackson." The sultry voice behind him nearly made him jump out of his skin. He spun around to find Gabriella leaning against the doorframe. She wore a silky robe that barely covered her thighs, and her tousled hair framed her face in a way that made her look adorable and irresistible. "I, uh... I didn't want to disturb you," he stammered, his eyes involuntarily dropping to the cleavage visible through the loosely tied robe. She smirked, clearly enjoying his discomfort. She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying hypnotically. The movement caused her breasts to jiggle enticingly beneath the thin fabric, and Jackson found himself mesmerized. "Well, you're disturbing me now," she purred, closing the distance between them. "But I can't sa
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Gabriella took another sip of her coffee. "But darling, I'm curious. Why are you asking about all this? You seem awfully interested in ancient history." He realized that he might have revealed more than he intended. "I, uh... well, you see..." He fumbled for words, trying to find a way to explain without giving away too much. "Let's just say Veronica destroyed my life back then." She raised an eyebrow, encouraging him to continue. "She was always after luxury gifts and expensive clothes. Maybe she hooked up with that guy just to have an excuse to break up with me." He shrugged. "After that, I never saw her again... until that party the other night." "She's an ancient history. Like the dinosaurs you joked about earlier. Why don't we focus on more... current affairs?" "I'm not thinking much about her," he said huskily. "Just caught me off guard seeing her at the party." "Mmm, I bet it did," Gabriella purred, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest.
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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
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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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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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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
