The Heart System

Chapter 826: Chapter 826

I reached the stack and looked them over. There were four boxes in total, all of them medium-sized but packed tightly enough to have some weight to them.

I bent down, picked up the first box, then stacked the others on top of it. They were heavier than they looked. Thankfully, my Strength stat made carrying them a lot easier than it should have been. I adjusted my grip and lifted the entire stack without much trouble.

Layla stared at me. "Wow," she said. "You’re stronger than you look."

I smiled at her. "Yeah. So they say."

She narrowed her eyes slightly before shaking her head with a small smile.

I carried the boxes over to the shelf and carefully put them down. Then I opened the first box.

Handcuffs.

I picked them up one by one and arranged them neatly on the shelf.

The second box contained several different dildos, ranging from normal-looking ones to products that made me question who the hell was buying them.

I placed those on the shelf as well.

The third box had costumes inside. Sexy nurse uniforms, maid outfits, and a few other things that looked like they belonged in some very specific fantasies.

I took them out and hung them up properly.

"You’re pretty fast at this," Layla commented.

"Gas station experience," I replied. "Stocking shelves was half the job."

"I’m starting to believe you were actually useful there."

"Actually useful?" I glanced back at her. "Thanks. That means a lot."

She chuckled and leaned against the desk.

I continued working through the boxes. A few minutes passed as I unpacked products and organized them on the shelves. Layla occasionally told me where something belonged, while I handled the heavier boxes and reached the higher shelves for her.

By the time I got to the last box, I was moving through everything pretty quickly.

I opened it, took out the remaining products, and placed each item in its proper spot. Once I finished, I closed the empty box and set it aside with the others.

Done.

I wiped the sweat from my brow and rolled my shoulders. "Well," I said with an exhale. "That was tiring. Even for me."

"Or you’re just used to the corporate life now," Layla said with a chuckle.

"Eh, maybe that."

"Definitely that."

The system suddenly appeared in front of me. Oh, more points from her. Nice.

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WOMEN - INTERACTIONS

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Jasmine: Interest: 40 / 60

Kayla: Interest: 38 / 40

Tessa: Interest: 40 / 60

Kim: Interest: 100 / 100

Delilah: Interest: 100 / 100

Cora: Interest: 100 / 100

Mendy: Interest: 24 / 40

Nala: Interest: 100 / 100

Penelope: Interest: 25 / 40

Minne: Interest: 38 / 40

Ivy: Interest: 65 / 80

Eleanor: Interest: 25 / 40

Amelia: Interest: 14 / 20

Esme: Interest: 72 / 80

Carrie: Interest: 4/20

Layla: Interest: 24/40

Emma: Interest: 20/40

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I had also gained a few more Good Boy points. Since I was already maxed out on the Hero reputation and needed a huge amount for the next tier, the bar only ticked forward a tiny bit. Still, it was progress. Slowly but surely.

"So," I exhaled, straightening up. "Guess I’m done here. You sure you don’t want to lock up early and head home?"

Layla smiled. "I wish. But no. Thanks for the help, Evan. I really mean it."

"No problem." I returned the smile. "I’ll mail you tomorrow. Maybe we can... hang out again?"

"Tomorrow’s not good." She exhaled. "I’ll be doing inventory. I’ll probably be too tired to hang out."

"Yep. Then whenever you’re free, just text... I mean, mail me."

"I will," she said. "Thank you again."

"No problem." I gave her a small wave. "Take care, Layla."

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Kayla moaned and pulled me tighter against her, our mouths crashing together in a messy, hungry kiss. I kissed her back just as hard, one hand already under her work t-shirt, kneading her soft tit.

"I knew there was a catch when you agreed to pick me up from work," she moaned against my lips with a breathless little chuckle.

"It’s a good thing I broke down your car," I said, straightening up slightly. "My plan worked perfectly."

I currently had Kayla spread out across the back seat, one of her legs hooked over the headrest while the other dangled in the air. The position was hot, but it wasn’t ideal. Kayla had, as Ivy so accurately put it, the godliest ass I’d ever seen, and I really wanted to watch it while I fucked her.

"Fuck, you’re so tight," I groaned, giving her thigh a firm slap. "Come here. Sit on my cock. I want to watch that ass jiggle while you bounce on me."

"Want to see my ass, huh?" Kayla giggled, already shifting. "Men are so simple."

"I’m a simple man."

"That you are, Evan." She smirked. "Come on, lie down. I’ll fuck you so good you’ll forget your own name."

I lay back across the cramped back seat as best I could. Kayla immediately straddled me in reverse, facing away, and reached down to guide my cock to her entrance. She sank down onto me in one smooth motion, taking every thick inch until she was fully seated. Then she grabbed the grab handle above the door for support, tensed her powerful thighs, and started bouncing.

At first it was slow and controlled, long rises and drops that let me feel every inch of her tight, wet heat. But it didn’t stay that way for long. Kayla quickly picked up speed, slamming herself down onto my cock harder and faster until the entire car was rocking. The suspension creaked. The windows rattled. Her thick, perfect ass bounced and jiggled with every impact right in front of my face.

"Oh shit... Kayla..." I moaned, eyes locked on the hypnotic movement of her ass. I reached up and gave one cheek a sharp slap, watching the flesh ripple.

Kayla glanced back over her shoulder with a wicked little smirk. "Yeah? You like that? You like smacking my ass while I fucking devour your cock?"

"Uugh... fuck..."

She only went harder, using the grab handle for leverage as she bounced on me with almost aggressive force. The wet, filthy slap of her pussy taking my cock mixed with the sound of the car shaking around us.