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Keeping the Family Business Alive [Bene and Daleeria]

"Oh yeah, there's like the OG 90's trilogy, Jurassic Park, The Lost World: Jurassic Park and Jurassic Park 3...and then the new ones are Jurassic World, Jurassic world Fallen Kingdom, and I know there's a new one coming out next year. Jurassic World: Dominion? There's also a show Netflix put out that's like between World and Fallen Kingdom, supposed to be a kids show but damn it's fucked up!" She listed off all the related movies. "I think they're all on here on Netflix if you're interested."

They were sitting about two feet from each other. Lana had seen this movie a few times, so her attention wasn't on the movie at all. It was on the man next to her and the question of attraction. By the time she came back and sat back down she couldn't situate herself well enough to get a casual glance to know if she had any affect on him or not.

Under the guise of not being able to get comfortable, she shifted over to the center of the couch a little. Better view of the TV, if he asked. Her arm brushed against his upper thigh as she grabbed the remote to turn the volume up. "Always loved these movies..." she settled in a mere two inches from his body. She hadn't switched out of her jeans or top, she didn't have pajamas or anything other than dresses.
 
As she moved a bit closer his heartrate spiked again. It was almost like she was doing this on purpose. Gavin cleared this throat again and glued his eyes to the TV. This was getting harder and harder to deal with. But as was he. Something would need to be done soon or it would be way too obvious. Then she made things worse. As she brushed against his thigh, his heartrate spiked once more and tensed up.

"I see. Well I love the movies. I'm sure the new ones are decent." he said to her. The movie had only just started, and he felt like the movie would drag on so long as she was acting the way she was. Unless it wasn't an act. There was a chance that Gavin had just become a perverted old man. Focusing on that thought seemed to calm him down a bit, and he was able to regain his composure and focus on the movie. They had opted to watch the first one, which started off super slow as remembered. Once it picked up this whole thing would get a lot easier to handle.

Gavin sipped his beer and sighed as he finally resettled back down. Against his better judgement, he turned his head to look at her again. It seemed she was focused on the movie and didn't seem to notice his glance. He was getting bolder with this.
 
For a while, she didn't make another move, biding her time and gauging his reaction.

At one point just before the action ramped up, during the rain storm, she looked up at him and caught him staring. "Need another beer?" she asked as she got up to grab herself a soda, and him a replacement for his beer, her left nipple brushing against his arm as she set the bottle in his hand.

Lana couldn't help but take a sharp breath at the contact. It hadn't been years clearly for her, but it had been a few weeks. And those muscles were on her mind. There was a bit of wetness to her panties she was glad he wouldn't see as she sat down, this time centimeters closer than she was before, her leg close enough to his to feel his warmth.

The electric fence snapped in the movie, revealing the T-Rex and she 'jumped' a bit, their thighs making a bit more contact and her hand landing on his knee as if it shocked her.
 
The metal bit of her piercing rubbing against his arm was almost enough to push him over. Gavin was way too tense for this right now, and rock hard in his sweats. It was dark now so she wouldn't notice, but it made him VERY uncomfortable. Even his balls began to ache. By the time she jumped and put her hand on his leg, he could take it no longer. In one motion he got up and walked to the bathroom.

"Tacos, sorry!" he called as he shut the door behind him. This was crazy. This was worse torture than anything he experienced in prison. He needed release. Gavin positioned himself over the toilet and pulled his sweats down. As he did his cock sprung free. It was painfully hard. He wrapped his hand around it and stroked it quickly, needing to get off before he lost his mind. It only took about two minutes for him to finish. After shooting his load into the toilet he flushed and and pulled his pants back up. To his joy, his erection died down and exited the bathroom a minute later.

"Sorry about that." he said to her and patted his stomach. Gavin sat back down on the couch a bit further from her and refocused on the movies. It was another chase scene, and almost to the climax of the movie now. Once the movie was done, he had every intention of going right to bed. All he had to do was hold out for the rest of the movie.
 
Lana waved him off, a bit disappointed he disappeared but not thinking much more about it. It gave her time to regroup with the information she now had from her little teasing experiments. She was fairly sure he at least enjoyed the sight of her body, and hadn't been laid since getting out of prison.

Gavin seemed like an okay person, but her mind still didn't see him as her uncle... The familial bond wasn't there. It eliminated any guilt she'd feel for feeling him up or trying to get his dick wet.

"It's cool, the raptors are chasing the lady scientist to the power station while Jeff Goldblum lays there shirtless and sexy..." she caught him up real quick, noticing his distance and looking over at him. She gave a small smile before looking back at the TV.

The thing about seeing the movie so many times was it was easy to drift off towards the end. It had been a long day. She didn't even feel her eyes close or her head fall onto his lap until the crescendo of the music startled her awake and she felt his warm leg being used as a pillow. "Ah shit sorry... Didn't realize how tired I was..." she stretched, her tank top shifting to give him a quick flash of a bare nipple and the silver barbell through it before she sat up and straightened herself off.
 
Things were going good until the end of the movie. That was about when Lana began to fall asleep and slump towards him on the couch. So she didn't fall completely, he guided her down but the side effect to that was her head wound up on his lap. If it weren't for his trip to the bathroom, she would've noticed right way. But now the coast was clear. Gavin let her sleep through the rest of the money, but the end of the movie seemed to wake her up. That's when he caught the flash of her nipple and suddenly he was hard again. At least now it was late enough to go to bed.

Gavin stood up and stretched a bit, unconcerned with his bulge, and looked to her on the couch.

"Sorry you have to stay on the couch one more night. There's a guest room with a futon in it, where you can have a door." he said to her. "I'm off to bed though, I'm up at 6am sharp so I'll try not to bother you." he said to her and flashed a smile. "Goodnight Lana.'

With that, he headed to his bedroom and locked the door. Now that he was alone again he walked to the dresser and reread his brother's note. It was left on his dresser, but the book and cash were stashed in the space behind the drawer of his dresser. Just in case. Gavin finished it once more, and got caught up on that last line again.

Take care of Lana.

Well he was doing his best. Despite how attracted to her sexually he was. Tomorrow he would see about hiring a girl to help him out with that, but for tonight he was content with tending to himself again and then going to sleep.

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The next morning he got up at the same early time, and got dressed. He had showered the night before, so he didn't feel the need to do so now. Once he was dressed, he unlocked his door and stepped outside into the hallway. It was quiet, so he figured Lana was still asleep.
 
Lana smiled back at him, taking his mention about the futon and a door as a comment about her nudity that morning. "Night, Gavin," she didn't call him uncle because that was still a bit of an uncertain title in her head. It felt different in her mouth, so she stuck to his first name.

The futon was a far more comfortable sleeping than the living room couch, the spare room window was open to the sound of the street below, but tonight it was more of a comforting sound to her. She knew she was playing with fire by trying to seduce or whatever she was trying to do to the older man. The attraction was there; she was fiercely curious if his hand gripping her hair would be half as hot as her hormone riddled brain made it out to seem.

Maybe just a quick casual fuck to get it out of their systems so they could get on with their lives, and she could coax a bit of information out of him.

She slept well enough that night that she was up at 5:30 before her alarm ever went off. Lana slid into her skin tight yoga pants and the matching sports bra to go out into the living room and do some yoga to stretch and limber up for her plans for the day. Fuck, her mood was so good she had half a mind to cook him breakfast if he had the time for it.

She was in downward dog, her ass facing him when he entered the living room. As she heard his heavy footsteps behind her, she was transitioning into a kneel before flexing her back to grab her ankles, those perky pierced nipples once again in full view as her head dropped back and she spotted him. "Oh hey, morning!" she grinned at him while holding the pose for a moment before releasing, transitioning into her original position with her ass in the air before walking herself into a standing position. "Breakfast?"
 
Gavin just about had a heart attack. It seemed she was flexible. Very flexible. From where he was standing he could see everything. There was not much else he could think of doing besides shuffling past her and headed right out the door. He moved with a speed he wasn’t sure he even had anymore. Once the door was between him and Lana, he took a sigh of relief. She was going to give him an earful when he got home for sure. That was the last thing he needed.

On the walk to work, all he could think of was Lana. That image of her bent over was burned into his mind now. There was no way to get rid of it, no matter how many other things he tried to think of. By the time he got to work all he had mostly settled down, and was looking forward to working to get his mind off of how fucking hot his niece was.

But could he even call her that? She was his brother’s daughter sure, but he never knew her until she was an adult. Well almost an adult. It was morally wrong to think the way he did, but deep down that’s what made it better. The forbidden fruit so to speak. But as her guardian, he had to keep distance and put his foot down. When he got home, he decided to confront her about it. Had to tell her that she needs to be less slutty. But in a better way.

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On the way home, he tried to think of ways to talk to her. Doing yoga was innocent enough, but maybe he’d ask her to do it in her room instead of in full view? Things would be better once he got everything out of his system. In the book Louie left him, there was a few escorts on retainer. Louie had a number for anything after all. That would be the first thing he would do after work.

Gavin climbed the stairs to his apartment and approached his door. He sighed softly, and prayed there would be no more surprises.
 
Lana blinked at his sudden exit. "Huh... Guess he's just not a morning person?" she shrugged it off as exhaustion and watched the door for a moment before deciding to just make herself breakfast.

The brunette cleaned up the apartment a bit, taking out the garbage and started enacting her plan. Monday she'd get registered for school one way or another. So if she got herself some product over the weekend and walked in and starting finding business the first day she could keep up with her bank account and spending needs under Gavin's nose.

That meant finding an ATM, drawing out some more cash and putting more necessary things in the house. But...

She was in shorts and a tank top and stared down the hall at his bedroom door. He had been awfully sus when he had shown up last night. She didn't believe his bullshit about a lottery win.

"Hope the bastard doesn't lock his door... My lock pick set is still sitting in evidence, greedy bastards..." Lana had plenty of time. She figured he was going to try to stay away as long as possible.

The door creaked as she swung it open, looking back at the front door like she was ready for him to burst in and catch her. Nothing.

Good.

The room itself was pretty threadbare... It was clear he hadn't really had a chance to buying himself shit yet. A dresser, bed and night stand, a pile of clothes on the floor... Typical bachelor pad bullshit.

There was a letter on the nightstand, something that caught her eye. It was a good enough place to start her investigation. She recognized the handwriting at once, frowning as her eyes scanned the page several times before truly reading it. "Take care of Lana, huh? Almost like you fucking knew this shit would happen. Fucking hell dad. And what makes you think he's going to carry on for the business? Guess this is that lotto win he was taking about..." now she was even more pissed off. She tossed the paper back on his nightstand without a care, cursing and storming back to the couch.

Gavin had the book, or at least knew where it was. She wanted it. And he didn't want any part of the family business did he? With a little coaxing maybe he could be convinced to part with the book. She didn't have enough cash to make it worth it... But the way he had looked at her body earlier... How his eyes took in her breasts... It wouldn't be the first time she paid for something with her body and wouldn't be the last.

Her schedule was now cleared for the day: the other plans could wait. Gavin was now the key. And she was going to unlock him if it killed her.

Around the time he was due home she showered, scrubbing herself clean and drying and brushing her hair while wrapping herself in a towel.

The moment she heard the front door shut, she steeled herself, stepping out into the hallway as if she didn't know he was there, walking to the living room to grab her phone as she walked directly into him. "Oh hey, welcome home!" brown eyes looked up at him lust fully, her towel loosened up a bit, sliding halfway down her D cups.
 
Gavin paused a moment as Lana walked out. There was no way. This had to be some sort of setup. He could only assume that all those subtle touches the night prior, and that yoga bit this morning were part of some grand scheme. Did she know about the book? That was it. Lana knew about the book and was going to try and seduce him for it. No doubt something her daddy taught her. And while he should have been pissed about all of this and toss her out on the street, he found himself in a dilemma.

Watching her pull a con turned him on more than any skin-tight yoga outfit or touch ever could.

Adrenaline fueled him as he quickly closed the gap between them and reached his shoulder out to pin her to the wall. As he did, her towel fell to her feet leaving her completely exposed to him again. This only threw more fuel on the fire. Gavin looked down at her, scanning her naked form, then met her eyes.

“I’m onto you. You come into my home, dressed like that and just fucking knew I’d glance at you. Then you got bolder and bolder, until that shit this morning.” his tone was eerily calm, despite the rage within. “Being that I ran out of my room without locking it, you no doubt found the letter. Then you spent the whole day looking, and decided to try and seduce your own uncle for daddy’s little black book. Well played.”

Gavin the brought his other hand to her shoulder and pinned her against the wall with both, tightening his grip.

“There’s just one thing you didn’t count on: I’ve wanted to fuck you since you first walked in here.” He practically growled. Then he took a step back and unzipped his coveralls, eying her intently.
 
Gavin was smarter than she initially thought, but then brains clearly ran in the family. There was a raging inferno in her eyes as he pinned her to the wall, a desperate want to feel his rough skin on her soft pampered skin, to have his hands gripping her hips and he rutted into her. So much tension sexual and otherwise building between them it was best to just lance the boil now before it got out of control.

The rage emanated off of him and matched her own anger at her father and a little bit at him for not mentioning the letter right away. "Well at least I know you're not an idiot... But Uncle Gavin, maybe I was counting on you wanting to fuck me?" she suggested the little flaw in his assessment, not denying all the accuracies at all as he pulled back and starting to unzip. Her entire body was on display once again for him, pierced nipples hardened from his rough pin and the way he growled at her. She growled back at him, stepping forward and helping him unzip with that raging inferno of lust flaring higher as the ache between her legs.
 
The coveralls here unzipped and off in mere seconds. Underneath he only wore the usually tank top and boxers. Underneath his boxers, his hard cock throbbed and ached to be freed. Gavin slapped her hand away and slipped his boxers off. As they came off, his hard cock sprung free. It was a decent length, but certainly thick. And fully ready to satiated.

Gavin stepped toward her and grabbed her shoulder to rough spin her around so she faced the wall. Her hands would have to catch it and hold on for dear life as he stepped behind her and gripped her hip with one hand. The other was on his cock, which he used to guide it towards her pussy. At first he just teased her with the tip, then finally pushed it into her until his hips met her rear. Fuck she was tight. The feeling of her wrapped around his length earned a low groan from him. It had been too long since he felt the inside of a woman

“How’s that slut? I’m guess I’m not the first guy you’ve let fuck you in order to get ahead. Huh?” he asked her, reaching forward to grab her black hair and tug it so she had to look at him.

“Answer the fucking question!” he yelled and reared his hip to give her one hard thrust.
 
Lana's eyes widened. Length was overrated, if a man was thick enough and knew what he was doing. And she was certain even with the long dry spell he wasn't going to leave her disappointed.

There had always been a deep kink inside of her for a man that could handle her roughly and have some sort of true power over her.

The power in his hands as he gripped her and shoved her against the wall, gripping her hip and making it clear he had no mercy for her. "Oh fuck!" she gasped, her hands bracing on the wall and backing her hips up as his shaft spread the lips of her pussy.

He definitely ranked up there with some of the best pussy stretching cock she had taken in her life. Their satisfied groans synced up as he buried himself inside her, her silky folds wet and barely giving him any resistance. Fingering herself in the shower had certainly made this task easier.

"Ow fuck!" as he wrenched her head back she yelped, looking up at him with angry eyes. "And you probably won't be the fucking last. Bitches, am I right?"

As she smirked at him she flexed her core muscles, shifting her hips against him subtly to grind him deep inside of her with a melodic breathy moan. "That dick though... How long as it been since you got to blow your load over a slut?"
 
“Longer than you’ve been alive.” he growled back and started to rock his hips, slowly but roughly sliding in and out of her. With each thrust he started to pick up the pace. “Now shut the fuck up and take it. The only words out of your lips better be to thank me for this. For taking in you into my house and jeopardizing my parole. And for this thick cock inside you.” he said in one breath. Once he said the last word he let go of her hair hair and instead held her hips with both hands.

Once he had a grip he bent his legs slightly and used all of his strength to start thrusting into hard and fast. Hard enough he could put her through the wall if he wanted. Their skin slapped together, adding their combined moans and groans. Gavin kept this pace up for almost a full minute before he slowed down and switched to longer, slower, and deeper thrusts. His cock was hitting every inch of her.

“Got anything to say now?” he asked, still maintaining the slow pace. In truth he had slowed down because he was out of breath, but there was no way he’d ever let her know that fact. Plus this was he could savor how she felt around him.

To get her attention, he reached for her hair again and pulled it back. So she faced him again.

“Well?” he asked again.
 
Oh fuck yes...

Lana didn't keep her mouth shut though; she moaned and cried out so loud that day braced against his living room wall as he pumped his hips at an impressive speed for his age. She could feel that pent up aggression and raw need with every slam of his cock against her cervix. "Fuck yes! Yes!" she was sure if the neighbors down the hall were home they'd hear her screams of pleasure.

Cuz his rough handling of her was triggering something inside her and for the first time in her life she actually listened to someone else's order.

Breathlessly, she laughed as he asked if she had anything left to say and damn right she did: "Need a quick breather, old man?" came the moaned quip, eyes all but begging for him to make her regret saying it.
 
Gavin stopped entirely for a moment to process that. A small chuckle escaped his lips as she asked that question. It was obvious she was goading him on. Even from this position she remained in control it seemed. Another reason to do what was about to.

“I guarantee that you will be thanking me for this. Once I’m done you’ll be filled my cum, begging for more. Maybe if you ask nicely you’ll get it again. But first you learn respect.”

That’s when he reached forward and grabbed a large chunk of her hair and held it tightly in his fist. With a deep breath he started to move his hips again. Slow at first, but with each thrust his speed picked back up again and within seconds he was fucking her with the same intensity as a few moments ago. Then he gripped her hip tighter and yanked her hair back as he let out a low groan and started to violently thrust his hips towards her. Their skin slapped loudly against each other again and he continued to breath heavily and groan.

Gavin kept this up for as long as he could, but only held on for a few more seconds. He was forced to slow down again and fuck her at a slower, but still impressive pace. As he slowed down he felt pressure start to to build and realized he was close to reaching his climax.

“Now do you… have… anything to say?” he asked between thrusts. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer now, but was unsure if it was safe to cum in her or not. If this wasn’t her first time using her body, then she was likely on the pill. But that wasn’t a gamble he was willing to just make.
 
She was trying hard to hold on, not to cum right then on his dick. It was pure stubbornness that lead her to this decision, wanting to outlast him like it was some game between them to see who came first... Lana felt like she was losing already. Fuck, she had figured after so long she'd get a good minute of a fuck and that'd be it, but this... This was exactly what she needed after the week she had.

"The only time I'm not going to have a smart ass remark is if I have a gag, Daddy always said I was a mouthy little cunt," Lana's voice had raised an octave in her pleasures state and was panting hard, sweat dripping down her spine to her lower back where it pooled between the guns of her tramp stamp. Every throb of his dick brought her closer to orgasm as she stared back at him. It was exactly now she was glad her father insisted on an IUD as birth control instead of a pill she'd have to refilla and remember. She was a busy woman. "Fill my pussy up then, defile your brother's baby girl. Take care of Lana..."
 
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There was no more holding on. A moment after she mentioned taking care of her, he reached his climax and shot his load deep inside of her. As the hot cum erupted from his tip, he slowed his pace down and held her hips still while he filled her up. Once the last bit was out, he sighed loudly and pulled out of her. As he did, a bit of cum dripped from his tip and onto the carpet. Gavin stepped back panting, and looked towards his niece.

"Fuck you." he said in a low voice. With that said he walked past her and into his kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the fridge. Leaving her out in the entryway to recover alone. To say he was still pissed was an understatement. Lana really thought she could pull one over on him. It was funny in a way. But dangerous. And that's what had him so upset. Gavin had left that life behind, and decided to live an honest life. This girl wanted to jeopardize that by digging though her daddy's black book. The moment she got hands on it, they would both be thrust back into that life. The money, the drugs, the power; all of it would be theirs again.

No.

There was no way he could go back. The moment he got near ANYTHING remotely criminal the feds would lock him up again. They had to be watching the two of them.

Yet as he stepped back into his living room to see his cum filled niece, still slumped on the floor, he couldn't help but respect the hustle. Lana was willing to fuck him just for a chance at seeing the book. It was clear she had the drive and intelligence to succeed. Louie grew too bold in his later years, buying expensive penthouses and cars off the salary of a carwash he used to launder his money. It was cake for the feds to catch him. They wouldn't make the same mistakes.

"Get up. Let's talk." he finally said to her, and moved to his couch to sit down and rest a moment.
 
Lana wasn't the type of girl that got off on a guy cumming inside her; no, she just enjoyed the power of being able to make grown men cum at all. See fucking boys her age and fucking men like Gavin were two vastly different beasts; Gavin made it clear that he was in charge of this situation at least physically. And Lana didn't care much about the dynamic beyond that because she was just here for the raw, hard fuck he just provided her as stress relief. As the white hot pleasure exploded through her entire body she cried out, pussy clenching around him. Draining every last drop.

"Yes, you did," Lana leaned against the wall and slid down against it, quivering and trying to catch her breath. Even with the life half fucked out of her she still had a smirk on her face as if she had gotten exactly what she wanted out of this. Pussy leaking cum all over the carpet that no doubt she was going to have to clean up later if she didn't want the living room reeking of days old cum... who knew how long she was going to be stuck in this trash pit.

While he got himself a bottle of water, Lana got her fried brain back in action long before she tried to even move. It wouldn't do not to have her wits about her, and now that he had left her thoroughly fucked and filled she felt a bit of the haze clearing in her head. Sometimes a girl just needed a good hard fuck to clear the cobwebs.

Lana got herself to her knees and slowly stood, legs still shaking from the orgasm but more stable than she expected. "Okay, so talk," she walked past him on the couch, still dripping cum as she walked shamelessly through the apartment to grab herself a soda and down it in one go. "You've got something I want, I clearly have something I can provide for you. I don't think much else need be said."
 
Gavin sneered at her. “If you think for one second that pussy is enough for me to give up my chance at an honest life you’re wrong.” he replied to her. Even if it did feel really fucking good to use her like that. “That being said, it’s a little fucked up we did that. You’re my niece, and your dad wanted me to take care of you. Not take care of you.” Even though it did feel really fucking good to take care of her like that.

On the inside he was torn. The life he lived before had its appeal, but so did this one. Even if he was stuck in a shitty apartment with a shitty job. And a niece who’s pussy felt incredible around his cock.

No. It’s as he said, pussy wasn’t worth it. There was no way this could happen ever again. But it did happen. And now all he could think of was shoving his cock down her throat to shut her up for once. Finally he sighed and leaned back further, staring up at his cracked ceiling.

“Lana I can’t go back to prison.” he said in a quieter tone. “I’m 45 years old. I’ll die there.” he added on. That was something his parole officer made very clear. One slip up and he was back to that cell. At least he’d see Louie in there.
 
"You don't have to go back to prison! Sure my father had plans for me in this life, but he never realized I've had my own plans since day one. Just hear me out, okay!" Lana sat on the couch next to him, her notebook in her hands as if she conjured it from nowhere. Already the gears were turning in her head. "All we need is time, a little ingenuity and you don't even need to be involved! Unlike my father, i'm not trying to get rich quick, I'm just trying to keep up enough to not drain my savings. Maybe get a like... Slightly nicer place?"

Sure, there'd be some dealing involved on her part, but if she didn't keep anything on hand in the apartment he couldn't get pinned for it. "Besides, you fucked a teenager, and I don't think your parole officer would approve of it, but I can keep a secret if you can. See what my father did wrong was live outside the means the government clearly thought he had. I have solutions to that. And the GPA to get a college education at that. Business school. If I play my cards right, I have the credits to graduate this year."

"You keep your job for now. Feds are going to have an eye on us for a bit. If you don't worry about where I'm getting my money from for a moment, it's for the best. Meanwhile, I reacquaint myself with certain friends of Dad's that I know will remember me well; I have blackmail on a few. I call in those favors once high school ends, and maybe I'll have racked up a few more by then. As part of college, I start a business. My first front, try to find a building with an apartment above it make it seem real legit. "

It was very clear her plan was long term, that she already knew the risks of having eyes on them. As long as they kept looking like a normal parolee shipping worker and a high schooler turned college girl, she could operate under the radar. "With that in mind, and income I bring in under your roof, you get 50%. I'll be out of your hair within the year and all I need is that black book."
 
Gavin watched her closely as she laid this all out for him. To his surprise, everything she said made perfect sense. It was clear that all of this was figured out a long time ago. Lana had been planning this out for a while now it seemed. Probably since she was a kid. Guess she took after the good parts of her dad after all. Plus it was sort of hot watching her lay this all out still naked. Though he didn't even notice until she sat up to make her offer to him.

"Fine. But while you're under my roof it's 55/45. That's my only offer." he said and stood up, lifting his hand to signal a shake. That was the part felt the weirdest in his opinion; though the was not only transaction he had ever made with his cock out.

In the end, her plan worked. Lana got her way, and Gavin just allowed it. He certainly could have turned her down and kicked her out, then moved back to his ordinary life. Sadly, it wasn't in his blood to turn down a good business deal. That was just not the McGonigal way. Despite her not having the name, that same blood did run through her veins. Just like his. Ordinary life didn't just suit him. This apartment sucked. His job sucked. But his niece didn't suck. Yet.
 
Lana frowned. 55/45 wasn't far off but that 5% was enough to throw her calculations off... She looked over at him. For now she shook his hand, wondering if with a little... Coaxing and time she could make that deal sweeter on her end. "Now, there's the price of the book, because I don't expect you to give that up for free of course... Obviously I don't have the cash on hand for its worth... So another deal," she looked down at her body and over at his far more muscular one. "My body as collateral. I'm playing a long game, and unlike my father I recognize the risk your taking even having me here in the first place. I can't promise you money yet, not without the book in the first place. So in the meantime, for access to the book and it's numbers, you can fuck me whenever you want. Until I make my mark, then we'll negotiate how much that book was worth based off my profits. Maximizes your potential payout at the end... And then you can go about your merry way. At the end of five years, every inconvenient part of me showing up at your door the other day will pay for itself one hundred fold if everything works out. Does that sound like a risk worth it to you?"

Lana wouldn't have blamed him for turning her offer down. Trying to live a clean life. She could do this with or without him, but with him it would be infinitely easier."You get the bonus of wet tight pussy whenever you want it."
 
A smirk crossed his lips as she shook his hand. A deal struck. The gateway back to his former life opened. It was exciting and scary all at once. Yet Gavin had never once been so confident after a meeting as he was now. Lana had planned everything down to the T and needed Gavin to get where she planned on being 5 years later. That black book was worth the risk of it all. If they truly did fail, then he would accept it.

"We've got a deal." he said with a shake and let go of her hand. "How about one more stipulation: suck my cock good enough, and you might even get the whole book tonight." he and reached down to his stiffening cock. Something about her drive turned him on, and the mention of her pussy got him thinking once more. By her feet he could see a few drips of his cum still leaking out of her. It seemed that he had all the power, so long as he kept her well fucked. But she would be in control of the business side of things, and in a way his boss. Though that changed the moment they stepped inside their home.
 
No doubt, this was her first deal of many and she was determined this would be lucrative for both of them. Yes, in the end she would live the life and he'd probably disappear with his cash and she'd get the best deal out of it... But for now, she'd prove herself worthy of him by playing the game his way, at least at home...

Being in charge of the business was clearly her strong suit, what she was built and trained for. But he had those rough hands that turned her on and her eyes settled on his cock. Teenage hormones kicked into full gear at the sight of him throbbing.

If nothing else, his niece was a performer and God damn did she love putting on a show.

Down on her knees she went, grinning. No need for an extra handshake, this was far more intimate.

"Ever been sucked off by a girl with a tongue ring?" She could taste the mixture of their juices as she ran her pierced tongue up the bottom of his shaft. Brown eyes looked up at him, gauging his every reaction as her pretty lips encircled the head.

This wasn't going to be as easy as she was used to; his girth was more than she was used to stretching her jaw out for but the challenge... Well... With jaw stretched to its limit she began to slide him further in, down, down until he could feel the back of her throat.
 
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