Vanessa Blake, a 45-year-old divorcee, had always lived life on the safe side—suburban home, two kids off to college, and a job in real estate that paid the bills but didn't spark her soul. Her marriage had dulled into routine, the intimacy had long vanished, and for the last two years, she had been alone—technically single, but emotionally numb. That was until her recent obsession with rediscovering herself took root.
Yoga classes turned into wine nights, and wine nights turned into lonely midnight searches through her deepest fantasies. She couldn't ignore what she kept stumbling upon: tall, muscular, dark-skinned men who exuded dominance, confidence, and an energy she hadn't felt in years.
Something awakened inside her. Something wild. Something she didn't want to suppress anymore. When she booked a weekend getaway at a luxurious coastal resort, she told herself it was just for relaxation. But deep down, she hoped to taste freedom—and maybe more. She didn't expect to meet him by the pool, or for him to look like he stepped right out of her fantasies. And she definitely didn't expect the heat between them to feel this real.
Now, let's dive into the story.
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