Jackson continued his ministrations, his cock growing harder with every little sound she made. The water created a unique sensation as it flowed between their bodies with each movement. "I want to try something different," he said, his voice husky with desire. "Something we haven't done yet." "I'm listening." She turned in his arms, her eyes dark with lust. "There's a garden path just down those steps." He nodded toward a stone staircase leading from the pool area down into the landscaped grounds. "Very private, very secluded." She raised an eyebrow. "You want to fuck me in the garden? Under the stars?" "The thought crossed my mind." His hand slid down to squeeze her ass. "Unless you're not feeling adventurous..." "Oh, I'm plenty adventurous." She reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his cock. "Lead the way." They climbed out of the pool, water streaming from their bodies. The night air felt cool against their wet skin, causing Natalia's nipples to harden into tigh

Inside, the villa was warm and welcoming, the automated lighting system having dimmed to a soft glow in their absence. Jackson led Natalia to the master bathroom, where the massive marble tub dominated one wall. Jackson fiddled with the controls, and water began flowing into the tub. He added bath salts and oils from crystal containers arranged on a nearby shelf. "Lavender okay?" he asked, holding up a bottle. "Perfect." She dropped her towel, standing naked and unashamed as she watched him prepare the bath. "You're good at this." "At what?" "Taking care of a woman." She stepped closer, running her fingers down his chest. "Most guys would be passed out by now after all that activity." "I'm not most guys." He pulled her against him, his hands cupping her ass. "And I'm nowhere near done with you yet." The tub filled quickly, steam rising from the scented water. Jackson helped Natalia in before joining her, settling against the sloped back with her between his legs, her back to hi

"Let's talk details. Everyone gets a base salary of half a million per year, plus performance bonuses." Jackson held up his hand to stop the inevitable protests. "Non-negotiable. You're all worth it."Matthew whistled. "Half a million? That's more than I make in two years.""Well, now you'll make it in one." Jackson poured more scotch. "I want your full attention and commitment. The money ensures you can focus entirely on building this with me.""What are we calling this venture?" Isabella asked, already in marketing mode. "We need a strong brand identity from day one.""Quantum Holdings," Jackson said without hesitation. The name had come to him in the shower that morning—a subtle nod to his mysterious benefactor."I like it," Charles nodded. "Mysterious but professional.""First order of business—I've arranged for us to tour potential office spaces tomorrow. There's a building on West 53rd that's promising. Twenty floors, recently renovate

"Good morning, Mr. Moneybags," Quantum Quill's voice chirped in his head. "Enjoying your new castle?" Jackson nearly spilled his coffee. "Jesus! A little warning next time?" "Where's the fun in that?" QQ laughed. "Nice party last night. Your friends seem impressed with your new lifestyle." "They're good people." Jackson took a sip of his coffee. "You've been busy with your little business venture. So busy that you seem to have forgotten to complete a task." Jackson frowned. "What are you talking about? I've completed every task you've given me." "Not quite. There's one outstanding assignment you've been conveniently ignoring." "What task?" "The threesome or foursome task." Jackson's stomach dropped. With everything happening with Quantum Holdings, he'd pushed that particular challenge to the back of his mind. "I didn't forget," he said defensively. "I've just been postponing it. Starting a business takes time." "Let me be clear: there will be a huge penalty for not fulfilli

When the waiter returned with his card, Jackson added a generous tip and stood, offering his hand. "Ready?" Olivia took it, letting him pull her to her feet. She stumbled slightly, pressing against him. "Oops," she murmured, making no effort to create distance between them. Jackson's arm slid around her waist. "Careful," he said, his breath warm against her ear. "People might think you did that on purpose." "People would be right." She ran her hand down his chest, stopping just above his belt. "I've been wondering if you still look as good naked as you did in that hospital gown." "Better," he promised. "No paper thin material, no hospital lighting." Outside, the night air was cool against their skin. Jackson guided her toward the valet stand, his hand never leaving the small of her back. Jackson opened the passenger door. As she slid into the seat, her dress rode up, revealing more of her thighs. Jackson didn't try to hide his appreciation. "See something you like?" she teased