GCAVixens: Oopsie Text: A Brazzers Tale

Brazzers

Reyna De La Cruz, James Angel Pic(s)

The morning sun bled through the penthouse blinds, casting long shadows across the disheveled silk sheets where Reyna De La Cruz lay entangled. A sudden, sharp vibration from her phone shattered the luxurious silence, its screen illuminating with a message she never meant to send. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat of pure panic as she read the incriminating text addressed to James Angel. It was a message dripping with a specific, raw hunger meant for another, a secret she had vowed to keep locked away. Across the city, James read the words, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face as he understood the power she had just inadvertently handed him. He knew the carefully constructed walls around her professional life would crumble if this got out, a delicious vulnerability he couldn’t resist exploiting. His reply was swift and devastatingly simple: “My place. One hour.” Reyna’s fingers trembled as she typed a feeble attempt at a retraction, but she knew the damage was irrevocably done. The opulent room now felt like a gilded cage, the memory of his knowing smile a brand upon her conscience. This wasn’t a simple mistake; it was a catastrophic oopsie text that was about to unravel her entire world, one sordid detail at a time.