Vanessa was 42, divorced, and bored as hell. Her house was huge, her husband long gone, and her toys just weren't hitting the way they used to.
She needed something real. Thick. Young. Aggressive.
The leak under her sink was just an excuse.
What she really needed was her pipes destroyed.
Enter Malik—23, ex-football star, now slinging tools for cash. Big, bold, and Black. When he showed up, Vanessa nearly came just watching him unpack his wrench. Six-foot-five, arms like steel, sweat glistening down his chest.
She wore a silk robe. Nothing underneath.
> "Show me where it's leaking," he growled.
She smirked, bent over the kitchen counter, and whispered:
> "I think it's down here…"
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