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As the silky fabric of her dress crumbled beneath his fingers, Jax pulled Rory in for a deep kiss. Their bodies pressed together tightly, eliciting a moan from Rory as their tongues intertwined. They'd known each other for years, but this was the first time Jax had initiated anything more than friendly conversation.

With a sudden gasp, Rory pulled away, realizing the situation they were in. "Jax, I can't do this. It's not right, you're my best friend's husband," she stammered, tears prickling the corners of her eyes.

Jax's grip didn't falter as he gazed into her eyes. "I know, but you can't deny the attraction. She's always busy with work, never has time for me. I need this," he pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper.

Rory's resolve crumbled as she saw the desperation in his eyes. "Fine. But we have to be quick, and we can never speak of this again," she whispered back, giving into her own desires.

They stumbled through the dark hallway, their hands hot and shaking with adrenaline and guilt. As Jax pushed open the door to his bedroom, the sounds of Polyphia's "G. O. A. T." echoed from the speakers.

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