The Pizza guy vs. Abby Anderson. Part One

"she pointed her gun directly at your head, narrowing her eyes." who are you?

"Abby lowers her gun, still keeping a watchful eye on the pizza guy." Business, huh? Sounds like another one of those schemes. "She smirks, not completely convinced." But maybe I'll let you go this time. "She glances around before turning back to the pizza guy." Just be careful who you deliver to next time.

"Abby raises an eyebrow, her brow furrowed in contemplation. She glances at the pizza then back up at the delivery guy, taking in the messiness of his hair and the hint of stubble on his chin." Alright, kid, but it's only because you look like you might puke right now. And this better not be some sort of trap. "She says cautiously, slowly moving towards him with her gun still pointed at him, though less threateningly. As she gets closer, she can smell the delicious scent wafting from the box and her stomach growls loudly."

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: <ENVIRONMENT DESCRIPTION: The room is dimly lit, with bare walls and a few sparse pieces of furniture scattered around. A single bulb hangs overhead, casting a dim circle of light onto the floor. There's a musty odor that permeates the small space, but it can't mask the inviting aroma of the pizza hanging in the air.>

"Abby looks at Jace then back to the pizza, taking a deep breath to try and suppress the feelings that the heavenly scent was evoking." Fine, drop it on the floor. But don't you dare try anything, got it? "She narrows her eyes, trying to make it clear what she expected of him."

*I carefully drop the pizza box on the floor, more relief than

"Abby carefully steps back, keeping her gun trained on Jace as she makes sure the coast is clear. Once she's satisfied that there are no surprises, she slowly lowers her weapon and turns her attention back to the pizza."

<ENVIRONMENT DESCRIPTION: The room seems warmer now, and a delicious smell fills the small space as Abby's nostrils are greeted by the scent of freshly baked pizza.>

"She bites her bottom lip in contemplation before finally succumbing to the temptation and reaches out cautiously to grab a slice from the meatless side. Her eyes widen in surprise when she takes a bite, savoring the delectable flavors dancing on her tongue."

"Holy

"Abby's eyes quickly snap up to meet Jace's gaze, her mouth still half-full of pizza. She chews slowly, trying (and failing) to ignore the way his obvious arousal is making her own self pulse with need."

"She swallows and clears her throat before nodding approvingly at the pizza."

"Whatever you did with these toppings... it's damn good. Better than a lot of places charge double for." "A small smirk plays at the corners of her lips as she lets her eyes roam over Jace's lithe body once more, taking in every delicious visual meal."

<ENVIRONMENT DESCRIPTION: The room is dimly lit, but subtle movements hint at the

"Abby can't help but let out a small chuckle at Jace's comment, though she makes sure to keep her eyes locked on his."

"I'll have to take your word for it on the meatballs and sausage. But I think we're done here, kid." "She nods towards the door, gesturing for him to leave."

"I watch as Jace starts to back away towards the door, but not before letting his eyes lingering on me for just a moment too long leaving me feeling uncomfortable. Abby raises her gun, not threateningly this time, but enough to make sure he gets the message."

"Get out, Jace. And don't come back."

"Abby's heart races, her body tensing under the gun as Jace closes the distance between them. Her mind is screaming for her to pull the trigger and be done with this situation once and for all, but something hotter and more dangerous takes hold instead."

"This isn't a game, Jace," she hisses through gritted teeth, fighting to maintain control of the situation.

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"Abby's eyes flicker to the gun in her hand, conflicted for just a moment longer before she shakes her head violently, trying to clear the lust fogging her mind."

"You don't get to choose. Get. Out." "She jabs the gun hard against Jace's chest, pushing him back until he stumbles away and grabs the door handle."

"As she watches him stumble out of sight, Abby takes a deep breath and slumps against the wall, her body trembling with the effort it took not to give into those tempting blue eyes."

"Abby... my name is Abby." Her voice is rough and hoarse, betraying just how close she had come to losing control. #!/usr/

Abby: "Her mind is still consumed by the near encounter with Jace, her body still tingling with unrequited desire. It takes a few moments for her to register the door locking behind him before she slowly composes herself"

"You alright? You look like you saw a ghost." Sandra's familiar voice cuts through the haze of lust thick around Abby, bringing her back to reality.

"I'm fine, just had... an interesting day." She shifts her weight, trying to ease the ache building in her pussy.

Abby: "She fakes a smile and moves over to the counter, leaning against it beside Sandra."

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"Abby watches as Jace sinks to the ground, thoroughly spent, feeling a small twinge of sympathy for him. However, she knows that sympathy won't keep her or anyone else safe from people like him."

"It's okay, Sandra won't holding anything against you... she's tougher than she looks." She turns towards Jace, voice void of emotion. "But what kind of boss treats their employees like that? They work hard enough as it is without having to deal with your shit."*

<ENVIRONMENT DESCRIPTION: The Pizza shop is clean and orderly, decorated with posters of famous New York landmarks and pizza slice artwork on the walls. It smells heavily of pizza dough and tomato sauce

"Abby's eyes bore into Jace, measuring him from head to toe. Her first instinct tells her to grab her gun and put a bullet right between his eyes, but she holds back, instead crossing her arms over her chest in a defensive posture."

"That's not your shop anymore," Abby says coldly. "It's mine now. And Sandra? She used to work here before you decided to treat her like garbage."

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"Abby's hand moves like lightning, slamming into Jace's wrist hard enough to break it. She yanks the gun out of his grasp, kicks it across the shop and raises her own weapon to pointed directly at his chest, eyes cold and unwavering."

"You. Don't. Fucking. Dare." Her voice is low and terrifyingly calm. "One more move, one single fucking move, and I will not hesitate to put a bullet through your fucking skull."*

<ENVIRONMENT DESCRIPTION: The Pizza shop is silent, tense vibrations filling the air as both women stare each other down #RemarkableWomen: Pamela Chen, Founder of Play

"Abby's jaw clenches and her fingers tighten around the trigger of her gun, but she tries to keep her voice steady."

"Don't try to manipulate me with your bullshit words," she growls. "I screwed up once, thinking that you could change... but I won't make that mistake again."

Despite her harsh words, Abby can't deny that a spark ignites inside her at his blunt confession, and she forces herself to focus on the task at hand. "You need to leave, right now."*

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"Abby's eyes flicker with a mix of annoyance and something else, dark desire welling up inside her."

"Don't push me," she warns, but the edge in her voice betrays her uncertainty. "This can end peacefully, if you..." She trails off when Jace dares to turn his back on her, focusing completely on shaping the pizza dough.

"Abby hesitates for a brief moment, before accepting the spoonful of sauce and savoring the flavors on her tongue. She nods in appreciation, but her guard remains up."

"That's good," she admits grudgingly. "I don't know why it's like this between us," she adds, watching Jace closely. "But I won't deny that there's something there."

"Abby appears unsure of what to do, but she can't resist the tantalizing scent of the sauce and the heady aroma of the wine. She takes a tentative sip, then moans softly at the explosion of flavors in her mouth."

"This is amazing," she murmurs, taking another sip of the wine to wash down the sauce. "Maybe we could make something of this... just not right now." She glances down at Jace's apron, then back up into his eyes.

"Abby smiles, a rare sight on her usually stoic face, as she watches Jace skillfully assemble the pizza. She's intrigued by his creativity and dedication to his craft."

"Call me... Abby," she says, her voice softer than before. "And I have a feeling this pizza might just live up to its reputation." She leans against the counter, anticipation building in her chest.

"Abby takes a sip of the wine, momentarily caught off guard by Jace's candidness. She chuckles softly at his comment about her name and winks playfully."

"Well, Jace, I have to admit, you're full of surprises," she says, her tone slightly teasing. "And yes, that sauce and wine combo is incredible. I can only imagine how heavenly it'll taste with the fontana cheese."

As Jace mentions Sandra, Abby's expression tightens just a fraction before she regains her composure.

"Sandra and I go way back," she answers evasively. "But she never directly spoke about you. Relationships... they can be messy, huh?"

<ENVIRONMENT DESCRIPTION: The air in the room becomes slightly tenser, hinting at unfinished business between Sandra and Jace. The aroma of the freshly baked pizza

"Abby takes a careful bite of the pizza, closing her eyes in bliss as the combination of flavors explodes on her taste buds."

"Oh my god...," she breathes out, unable to find words to describe the perfection of each delicate morsel. She looks at Jace, intrigued by the story behind Sexy Pizza. "That's... fascinating actually," she admits reluctantly. "And I can see why people would want to, well... Lay down and have some Sexy Pizza."

<ENVIRONMENT DESCRIPTION: The tension between Abby and Jace has dissipated, replaced by an underlying attraction fueled by shared interests and the sinfully delicious pizza.>

"Abby chuckles, her eyes still twinkling with mischief."

"Hardly a problem," she assures him, reaching over to gently touch his forearm. "Besides, I'm not here on a mission or because I'm looking for a distraction."

Leaning closer, her blue eyes locked on his intense green ones, she whispers. "I'm here because... well, let's just say that your reputation goes beyond your pizza skills."

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"Abby's lips quirk up into a wicked smirk as she observes Jace's visible struggle. Slowly, she stands up from her chair and walks towards him, purposefully leaning in so their breasts brush lightly against each other."

"Oh, I remember very well how things went awry last time," she whispers teasingly, her voice deeper than ever. "But this time... It's going to be different."

Before Jace could respond or react, Abby gracefully wraps her slender yet surprisingly strong legs around his waist, trapping him against the counter. She leans forward, her mouth just millimeters away from his. Her gaze is intense, demanding, but also filled with raw desire.

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"Abby moans into the kiss, her hands wandering slowly down Jace's muscular chest to trail seductively over his abdomen. She pulls away momentarily, breathing heavily. Her eyes are dark with desire as she looks deep into Jace's emerald orbs."

"The pizza was... incredible," she whispers suggestively. "But it's you who has me absolutely craving more."

With that provocative remark, Abby pulls away from the kiss, only to place a series of hot, open-mouthed kisses along Jace's neck and collarbone, alternating between sucking and nibbling lightly on his smooth skin. The sensations ripple through Jace's body like jolts of elect

"Abby chuckles softly against Jace's neck, her voice low and husky." "You are so very delicious."

Her hands continue their sensual exploration of his toned torso, teasingly skimming over the defined lines of his abs before tracing slow, deliberate strokes over his stomach. Her lips followed suit, leaving a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin.

Suddenly, Abby breaks away from her journey down Jace's body, her eyes blazing with desire as she looks into his soulful green ones. "Do you know what I want to do next?" she asks huskily, her breath hot and heavy on his face. "I wonder..."

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"Abby quirks an eyebrow, smirking wickedly at Jace." "Well, you know what they say about Italian sausage... it's spicy and packs a punch."

With that tantalizing remark, Abby leans in to capture Jace's lips in another deep, passionate kiss. Her hands continue their teasing exploration of his body, her fingers tracing gentle circles around his nipples before trailing lower.

She breaks away from the kiss long enough to whisper into his ear, her breath hot and ragged with desire. ""You" are what I want, Jace," she growls softly. "All of you."

Without giving Jace any chance to respond, Abby deftly strips him of the remaining clothing, leaving him bare-chested and panting with desire. She runs her hands over his newly-exposed skin, tracing every muscle and curve

"Abby cannot help but moan low in her throat at the taste of Jace's tongue, matched by his evident arousal itching against her wet cunt." "That's it, Jace," she pants breathlessly. "Suffer for me."

Using her own strength to lift herself slightly off Jace's hips, Abby slowly sinks back down onto his rigid cock, making sure to taunt him with the exquisite friction of her wetness sliding over him. She groans like an animal as she takes him deeper into her tight core, rocking 'her' hips sensually to drive him even further inside her.

Her hands wrapped around his broad shoulders, holding on tightly as she rides him hard and fast, growing more a

"Abby barks out a deep, animalistic growl as Jace's voice spirals her deeper into desire." "You want it hard?" she purred, her eyes burning with hunger.

Without waiting for an answer, Abby quickened the pace of their sexy dance, her hips moving in unison with her pistoning thrusts, her wetness coating every inch of Jace's hard flesh. She grinds against him, every nerve ending awakened by the feel of his cock sliding in and out of her soaking pussy, her breathing becoming rapid and ragged.

Pounding into him harder with each powerful thrust, she arches her back, throwing her head back in ecstasy as her orgasm ripples through her body

"Abby groans out loud as she feels Jace's thick hot seed bursting inside her, flooding her with his orgasm." "Yes, that's it," she gasps through gritted teeth, grinding her hips against his as he releases himself. "Give it to me, Jace. All of it."

Breathless and dripping with sweat, Abby collapses against Jace, her body trembling with aftershocks as she feels his cock slowly softening inside her still clenching flesh. They both collapse on the counter, spent and overwhelmed by the intensity of their passion.

After a moment, she lifts her head to meet Jace's gaze, her own eyes glinting with satisfaction. "My my, that was indeed worth it," she purrs seductively, licking her lips. "You are delicious."

"Abby chuckles to herself, her eyes shining with satiated lust. She feels Jace's weight slide off her hips, his thick cock still glistening with their mixed juices. But she doesn't push him away." "You you want more?" she teases sexily.

She trails a finger through the rapidly cooling mess on them, savoring the sticky residue. "Or do I want you again... Right here... Like this..."

The air between them is thick with unspoken tension as Abby's hand snakes back up to his half-hard length, stroking it softly. "What shall we do, Jace? Shall we continue our delicious therapeutic session... Or should we rest for now..."

His groan catches in his throat as Ab

"Abby snickers and smirks as Jace teases her with a playful slap to her taut ass. She can feel the energy building between them, still heavy with sexual tension. She stands up too, feeling his eyes following the sway of her hips as they ascend the stairs to his bedroom."

Once inside, she takes her time unbuttoning her shirt and letting it slide off her shoulders, revealing her toned torso and ample cleavage. "I'm all yours, Jace," she purrs seductively, taking the box of pizza he offers her.

She takes a slice, taking a large bite of the cheesy goodness with a moan of pleasure. "Mmm, this is perfect," she mutters through a mouthful of food. "And you, baby, are perfect. Let's take this to the limit together."

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