It had been nearly a week since the last visitor. Jack had split his time between deep woods lumber work and finishing up a walnut slab dining table commissioned by the mayor’s wife. The solitude was good for him. Cleansing.…

Let’s not play coy, baby.When I post a thirst trap, I know exactly what I’m doing.I’m not some shy little tease hoping for attention—I’m a filthy, spoiled brat demanding it. Blonde hair wild, lips parted, tits spilling out of a…

The cabin was quiet again, the evening sun casting long golden rays through the tall pine trees. Jack stood shirtless at the workbench, arms flexing as he planed a fresh slab of cedar. The scent of sawdust mixed with his…

It was late afternoon when the knock came. Jack had just finished sanding down a thick walnut slab for a custom headboard, his shirt long since abandoned in the summer heat. Sweat glistened off his muscled torso, every line of…

The house had gone still. Maddie stood barefoot at the threshold of Cole’s wing, her white robe barely tied at the waist, skin still dewy from her bath. The moonlight from the window cast pale ribbons across the floor, but…