Chicas Calientes Novels & Stories

The kickass look in her eyes makes my dick hard. The burn of desire is gone and now she burns with hatred. And all that hatred centers on me. I know exactly where she gets her temper. Fox was like that too. Hot and cold. Warm never worked into the equation for him. I guess I'm convinced she's who she says she is. Why the hell would a Hispanic woman show up at this club? There's not exactly a welcome mat out front for anyone with dark skin. Claiming to be his daughter is too crazy not to be true.

Dax The kickass look in her eyes makes my dick hard. The burn of desire is gone and now she burns with hatred. And all that hatred centers on me. I know exactly where she gets her temper. Fox was like that too. Hot and cold. Warm never worked into the equation for him. I guess I’m convinced she’s who she says she is. Why the hell would a Hispanic woman show up at this club? There’s not exactly a welcome mat out front for anyone with dark skin. Claiming to be his daughter is too crazy not to be true.

That someone is my college professor but she doesn't need to know that. "Well, I want details. Is he sexy?" Fuck it's Evelyn's interrogation. "Evie, I am not in the mood for twenty questions. I will say he is hot as fuck but is totally out of my league." She looks deeper into my eyes like they will give me away. My eyes can't talk back Evie Squire even if you want them to. "Well if he is out of your league, it's time for a makeover. You really need to toss all your overalls away and start looking like a woman. I'm talking new hairstyle and loads of skin-tight dresses."

I said, trying to start a conversation. "A lot," she laughed. * * * "Clarison is a beautiful name" I smiled. "I know," she laughed. "So, why don't we go to a hotel and you know" I licked my lips. "I get what you are saying. Let's go already" she said as she stood up, wiggling her hips as she walked. * * * Clarison Mitchell 'This man is even easier to fool than I thought' I smiled at him as we entered the room.

I groan as we walk together to find Malison. “You mean your hot cousin?". Yeah, Gabby had a thing for my cousin. Infact, she wasn't the only one who had a thing for him. I mean, he is so hot, and undeniably, I might have a thing for him too. “He is not so hot". I sigh. Pftttttttttt, what a big lie! He is literally the hottest guy I've ever set eyes on. “Whatever miss four eyes". She retorted.

She plays with her notebook and slightly pushes out her breasts to make them appear larger. I'm feeling second-hand embarrassment here. "Nope, thank you, Cherry." Kol smiles at Cherry again. Cherry appears disappointed, but nods and leaves. "Geez, females like that make me uncomfortable. Why flaunt what you don't have?" Kol picks up his chopsticks. "I don't know, I don't do that," I say as I take my own chopsticks and stuff a piece of avocado roll into my mouth. "Like seriously, you have bigger tits than her without making an effort. In all honesty, if I were straight, I'd choose someone like you over someone like her." I choke on my food and open my eyes.

Champagne glasses clinked together in celebration. “Venice!” a familiar voice called. She turned to see Camille rushing toward her in a glittering dress. They air-kissed dramatically. “I’m so glad you came,” Camille grinned. “You have to meet the host.” “The groom?” Venice asked lightly. Camille hesitated for half a second. “Not exactly" she took a sip on her champagne and said “Venice, don't you know, Lucien?” Venice’s brow lifted. “I know that name, but I'm not sure, Camille” she gripped my hand tightly and stared at a corner full of refined people. Expensive. Composed. Powerful. “He's so hot, Venice!”

Célia His lips on my skin are a devouring and gentle fire. When he kisses the inside of my knees, a flash of pleasure so sharp, so unexpected, pierces through me. A moan escapes my throat. His hands, wide and warm, travel up my thighs, pushing aside the panels of my slip. The cool air of the room on my bare skin makes me shiver, but the heat of his mouth, his hands, is far more intense.

Her pussy was freshly waxed, already glistening, a thick Queen of Spades tattoo now adorned her lower back, just above her juicy ass, and another small one on her inner left thigh. Mark was completely naked except for his chastity cage and a leather collar with “Cuck Property” engraved on it. His hands were cuffed behind his back, a thick butt plug with a fluffy tail was lodged deep in his ass. Cindy had pushed it in herself while laughing at how eagerly his hole twitched around it. Soon the guests started arriving, twelve muscular black men, all friends or acquaintances of Chinedu also arrived. Some were fellow models, others athletes, every single one was packing at least 8 inches, thick a

She closed her eyes and for a moment wished she was back at the foundation party, the orchestra playing something warm and mellow in the background, Gabe moving her to the music with a familiar fluid grace. But now they were locked in an erotic dance, flirting at the edge of danger and she wasn't sure she knew all the steps. He had an erection that was hard enough to carve a hole in her. His thick rod was like a hot pipe pressing into her, the hair on his chest a rough carpet pricking at her breasts and nipples. She tightened her arms around his waist and nipped at his chest with her teeth. When she found a flat nipple she pulled it into her mouth, closing her lips over it.