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We’ve nearly reached the end.
In this penultimate chapter of Afterglow, Ginger and Coco step into the quiet vastness of the Sahara—and something settles. After ten months of wild nights, close calls, and almost-goodbyes, they find themselves alone under the stars, surrounded by silence and heat, with nowhere left to run.
What unfolds in the tent isn’t just sex—it’s a surrender. Languid, tender, and reverent. Coco softens, not just in her body, but in her voice, her gaze, her willingness to stay. For the first time, the woman who’s always kept one foot out the door lets herself be held—and holds back.
There’s heat, yes. Sweat, breath, bare skin pressed close. But there’s also stillness. Clarity. A whispered “you’re mine” that lands not as possession, but as belonging.
This is the chapter where trust becomes touchstone. Where desire deepens into something quieter, richer, and more enduring.
Read Chapter 11 now: The Desert Yes
The final chapter awaits.
Eric
In The Locket and the Fire, Mel hits a street market looking for spice, flirtation, and maybe a little trouble. What she finds is a silver locket and a vendor who won’t take money—only stories.
Mel delivers: a rooftop hookup, a barroom betrayal, a carousel climax under police lights. But when the final tale unlocks a family secret, the stakes turn personal.
This one’s about lust, legacy, and the heat we carry from the women who came before us.
Now live. Come for the chaos. Stay for the burn.
Eric
P.S. Check out all the previous Mel stories if you don't know our heroine. Short, punchy, dialog driven.
Ten months after that alley, Ginger and Coco hit Rio like a match to dry tinder—and Carnival doesn’t disappoint.
Chapter 10 of Afterglow brings the heat, the glitter, and the chaos as our lovers plunge into the pulsing heart of Carnival. Sequins, cachaça, skin, sweat—Rio is a riot of sensation, and Coco is right at home in it. But when a masked stranger offers more than just temptation, it’s not jealousy that flares—it’s fear. Not of losing her to someone else. But of losing her to herself. Again.
This chapter isn’t just about sex in the shadows of samba drums (though you’ll get that, too—urgent, and unforgettable). It’s about that razor edge between freedom and commitment. About asking: when you’re used to slipping away, what does it mean to stay?
Read Chapter 10 now: Rio – The Offer
The glitter won’t last—but something else might.
Eric
What happens when the quiet maid is anything but? The Fire She Hid is my latest short story—dark, charged, and soaked in forbidden tension. Elena isn’t who she seems, and one night in her employer’s study, she decides she’s done being invisible. Power shifts, and desire blazes in a house that was never meant to burn.
If you want stories where dominance, identity, and heat collide, I think you will enjoy this little ditty.
Read it now. Just… don’t get caught.
Eric
The mountains almost claimed her. But she turned back.
In the intimate interlude before this chapter, Coco stood at the edge—literally and emotionally. A torn train ticket. A moment of near-departure. And a quiet decision: not to run, but to try. Not forever, but tomorrow.
Now, in Chapter 9 of Afterglow, Ginger and Coco seek warmth in the frozen stillness of the Swiss Alps. What begins as a snow-drenched hike ends in a firelit lodge where skin meets fur, truth meets touch, and Coco opens more than her body—she cracks her heart wide.
This is the chapter where heat is not just erotic—it’s emotional. Where trust is tested not through grand declarations, but through whispered permission. Where the line between desire and devotion burns soft and deep.
And when Coco says, “I don’t want to be careful with you anymore,” it’s not just foreplay. It’s surrender.
Read Chapter 9: Fire in the Snow
Eric
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