She didn't mean to watch him touch himself. She didn't mean to fall apart just from the sound of it. But now the window stays open. Zoya lives above a quiet bakery in a city that always smells like heat and sugar. Her days are quiet, her nights full of longing, until one evening, she sees her neighbor across the alley. He's alone. Focused. Beautiful. And completely unaware she's watching. Or so she thinks.
The next night, he watches her. What begins as voyeurism turns into something bold, burning, and undeniably mutual. Moans carry across the alley. Fingers follow. Night after night, their bodies become fluent in a language spoken without touching. It's not about love. It's about want, fierce, honest, and unashamed. Hunger Like Mine is a raw and intimate erotic novella about female pleasure, desire without apology, and the slow, delicious thrill of being seen.
She didn't mean to watch him touch himself. She didn't mean to fall apart just from the sound of it. But now the window stays open. Zoya lives above a quiet bakery in a city that always smells like heat and sugar. Her days are quiet, her nights full of longing, until one evening, she sees her neighbor across the alley. He's alone. Focused. Beautiful. And completely unaware she's watching. Or so she thinks.
The next night, he watches her. What begins as voyeurism turns into something bold, burning, and undeniably mutual. Moans carry across the alley. Fingers follow. Night after night, their bodies become fluent in a language spoken without touching. It's not about love. It's about want, fierce, honest, and unashamed. Hunger Like Mine is a raw and intimate erotic novella about female pleasure, desire without apology, and the slow, delicious thrill of being seen.