Mason stepped inside, the screen door clicking shut behind him. The place was warm — too warm — and not just from the fire crackling low in the stone hearth.…
The air was thick with the scent of pine, smoke, and sweat. The firepit in the clearing behind the old Elk Ridge Tavern roared tall, crackling and spitting embers into…
Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and Graham outside her room, her skin had felt electrified—every nerve ending alive,…
It was just past noon when Jack heard the familiar sound of tires crunching up the gravel drive. He glanced up from his workbench, wiping sweat from his brow with…
The sound of an axe echoed through the trees—steady, rhythmic, powerful. Jack Johnson stood shirtless in the clearing behind his log cabin, muscles glistening with sweat, the sun catching the…
The room was alive with breathy tension—bare skin, flushed cheeks, low moans filling the air like thunder before a storm. Jack stepped forward, his eyes locked on Whitney. Her body…
Jack stepped back just enough to let the warm air from inside drift out into the sunlit porch. Whitney tilted her head, peering past him. “Did I… catch you at…
Jack led the way, his hand cradling Chasity’s lower back while Darla’s fingers laced with his on the other side. The soft hush of their bare feet on the tile…
Chasity stood outside Jack’s door for a long moment, her hand hovering just above the doorknob. Her breath came in shallow, nervous waves, her heart pounding harder than it should…
The bedroom was quiet except for the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the tangled breaths of Jack and Veronica. After the wildness with Sabrina, everything between them shifted…
The house was still, the air thick with the scent of sex. Jack lay on his back, chest rising and falling, one arm draped lazily around Veronica, who was still…
It all started with a bag of groceries and a little eye contact. He’s the new one across the street—barely out of high school, all gangly politeness and shy smiles.…
You Shouldn’t Be Here… But God, I’m Glad You Are He knocked just after midnight. Soft. Hesitant. Like he wasn’t sure he really wanted me to open the door. I…
Jack Johnson had just turned 42. Broad-shouldered, weathered in all the right ways, with a slow, confident grin and the kind of deep voice that made women pause mid-sentence. After…
It was a beautiful Spring day in the small town of Millfield as Maddox walked down the sidewalk, her long platinum hair bouncing with each step. At 18, Maddox was…
I swear I wasn’t trying to be seen. Okay… maybe just a little. It was early, maybe 7:30, and the spring sun had just started heating up my garden. I’d…
Dear Diary, I can't believe I've become this way. When did I start craving sex like I crave air? It's an addiction, a compulsion, a disease. And I feed it…