It had been a few days since the toy session—days filled with stolen glances across the fence, quick texts that made Derek’s cock twitch at work, and one frantic fuck in his garage when Allison was at yoga. Stiles was addictive, her “lessons” turning into something more, something he couldn’t stop. But guilt gnawed at him every night next to Allison, who barely touched him anymore.

Then, over dinner at Noah and Claudia’s—barbecue in the backyard, the usual family-friend vibe—Claudia piped up with a smile. “Hey, everyone—Noah and I were thinking, it’s been forever since we all did something fun. How about a trip? Just us five. There’s this luxury resort up in the hills—surrounded by woods, lakes, beautiful views. We could drive up this weekend.”