GCAVixens: Brazzers' Undercover Bust-Up

Brazzers

Jordan Ash, Courtney Cummz Pic(s)

The entire op was supposed to be a simple, undercover sting, but from the moment Jordan Ash flashed that dangerously charming grin, Courtney Cummz knew her meticulously crafted cover was perilously thin. He moved through the crowded, neon-drenched club with a predator’s grace, his eyes missing nothing, least of all the subtle tension in her shoulders. Courtney, playing the part of a high-rolling buyer, forced a sultry laugh, letting her fingers trail along the edge of the briefcase handcuffed to her wrist. “You’re a difficult man to find,” she purred, her voice a low murmur beneath the thumping bass, though her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird. Jordan closed the distance, his presence an intoxicating mix of expensive cologne and pure, unadulterated menace that made the air itself feel heavy. “Some treasures are meant to stay hidden,” he countered, his gaze dropping pointedly to the case, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he sensed the game was afoot. The delicate charade shattered in an instant when his hand, swift as a viper, shot out to clamp around her wrist, his thumb pressing hard on the fake tattoo that concealed her identity chip. A string of hissed expletives escaped Courtney as she twisted violently, the cheap handcuff snapping open and sending the decoy briefcase clattering noisily across the polished floor. This “bust-up” was no longer an act; it was a raw, visceral struggle for dominance, a chaotic dance of conflicting assignments and undeniable, furious attraction. Their world of secrets and lies had violently collided, leaving them both exposed in the strobe-lit chaos, with the real prize being not the case, but survival itself.