ログイン“I know that. But now everything has changed. Allow somebody love you girl" “I’m still figuring it out though” she admitted. “He moves fast. Like… really fast. He calls me Sweet names in public, kisses me like we’re the only two people in the room, talks about the future like it’s already happening. Part of me wants to pump the brakes just to prove I still have control. The other part wants to run straight into whatever this is and not look back”Dana reached across the table and squeezed Joan’s wrist. “Then run if you have to. Or walk. Or crawl. Just don’t stand still because you’re scared of falling and miss something good. You’ve spent too many years standing still”Joan let out a watery laugh. “When did you get so wise?”“I’ve always been wise” Dana said, tossing her hair dramatically. “You were just too busy being the responsible one to notice”They both laughed then. “He wants me to meet his friends” she said after a moment. “meet them properly and not just bump into them. He’
“Hey, babygirl” Vick murmured in a low voice.Her breath hitched. She hadn’t seen him approach… hadn’t even realized he was in the room until now.“Hey” she answered, suddenly shy.Dana’s eyes went wide, darting between them like she was watching a tennis match in fast-forward. Joan didn't miss the look on Dana's face… But she would deal with her friend's questions later.Vick lifted his gaze to George. The look he gave the other man was calm, polite and utterly lethal.“What did you say about giving her your number?” Vick asked mildly. “I already have it. I’ll make sure she gets it” This was him dismissing the other man.George blinked. Once. Twice. Then the easy smile on his face slipped. “Right” he said, standing up. He nodded stiffly at Joan, then Dana. “Ladies. Enjoy your evening”He turned and walked away.Vick slid into the chair beside Joan without asking. He draped one arm along the back of her seat, fingers brushing the bare skin of her shoulder. Then he leaned in and slowl
Vick sat in the dimly lit corner booth of The Obsidian Lounge, a sleek, upscale spot on the top floor of one of Zenith Group’s flagship properties in downtown Vancouver. A jazz trio played softly in the far corner while waitstaff in crisp black vests moved like shadows between tables. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a glittering view of the city skyline, lights smearing into golden streaks against the early-evening dusk.Across from Vick sat George Devan, CEO of Zenith Group and one of the principal investors in Vick’s latest venture: a chain of boutique wellness retreats targeting high-net-worth clients. George was dressed in a charcoal suit, and he sat with an easy confidence that came from closing nine-figure deals before breakfast. Right now he was leaning forward, elbows on the table, gesturing with his hand“…the wellness angle is smart” George was saying. “Post-pandemic burnout is still a goldmine. People want privacy, nature, and someone telling them they’re worth the
He kept up a quiet commentary as they drove, pointing out landmarks only locals would know. “That ridge over there? My grandfather used to take me hiking when I was a kid. Said the view from the top made you feel like you could touch the stars. And that little river we just crossed? Best trout fishing in the province. Dad and I would spend whole weekends out there, just the two of us”Charlotte listened, soaking in every word. She loved how Johnny spoke about this place… not with pride of ownership, but with reverence, as though the land itself had raised him.Within twenty minutes, the trees thinned and the first signs of civilization appeared: a weathered wooden welcome sign that read “City Aurora – Population 5,812” a single gas station with a flickering neon sign, and then the main street opened before them.It was small… charmingly, unpretentiously small. A single main drag lined with mom-and-pop shops, a hardware store with a faded red awning, a bakery whose windows glowed with
"Uhh… nuuhh" she persisted, biting her lip to hide a smile. She was playing with fire, and she knew it."Then maybe you’ll know what this is"His hand slid lower, prying open her clenched thighs apart with firm insistence. He dipped beneath the waistband of her bum shorts, past the thin fabric of her panties and cupped her pussy directly. His fingers found her slick folds, already wet and swollen from his earlier teasing with her breasts."Mmmmm" she moaned, biting her lower lip harder, her head falling back against his arm."You know what this is now?" he asked triumphantly, his middle finger tracing her slit before dipping inside, curling against her inner walls.He continued his assault. His fingers parting her folds with deliberate slowness, his thumb circling her clit in agonizingly light strokes that built tension without release. Two fingers slid deeper, thrusting in a steady rhythm while his palm ground against her sensitive clit. He leaned down and bit her earlobe… sharp and
The door clicked shut behind them, leaving the cabin enveloped in peaceful silence. Johnny turned back to Charlotte, who was still seated at the table, sipping the last of her juice."Alone again baby" he said, his voice dropping to that intimate timbre that sent shivers down her spineShe smiled up at him. "Perfect. I was thinking we should do a movie marathon? Something cozy, then we can head into town this evening like you promised"His eyes lit up. "Uhhmmm… we could do something other than movie…” he trailed off when she gave him a puppy face "but if that's what you want. Let's set it up"They moved to the living room with easy coordination, transforming the space into a cosy nest. Johnny pushed the sofas into an L-shape, creating a cozy alcove, while Charlotte retrieved the thick foam mattress from the storage closet. They laid it out in front of the massive flat-screen television, piling it high with plush pillows and a soft, oversized duvet in creamy beige. They brought out s







