Cool Hot Sweet Love Novels & Stories

If he had to walk away, he would. “Oh my God,” she squealed and Brian looked over at her. “I have to get some of these!” He walked over to see what she was looking at and nearly choked. “What the hell, Jon?” he asked, looking over at his friend. Jonathon smirked at him. “It’s part of our ‘Too Hot to Handle’ line.” “They’re chocolate cocks,” Brian blurted out. “They are,” Jonathon confirmed, “with chili-flavored cream centers. Very popular with the Hen’s party crowd.”

'Mmm hmm', she softly hums, lowering her gaze demurely as she caught a pair of eyes, piercing and passionate, staring at her flushed face. His touch felt like some caramel melting in the mouth, you crave, you savour the delight, the sweetness ever so addicting however toxic for diabetics, the taste's still alluring, similar is his arousing and lascivious seduction, perhaps an innocent one. But, the blaze in his chocolate orbs portrays a deep rooted hunger, an ardent carnal lust to claim her, his forever.

♩ ♬ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♩ It’s a beautiful life, beautiful day The day I love you to the point of madness Beautiful life, beautiful day I don’t want to lose you, beautiful my love Beautiful your heart ♩ ♬ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♩ Bella felt her heart started racing unheavenly. Yes, she heard right. He said he loves her. It's too fast. She feared it most. She wanted to love him back. But can she? No, she can't. She has Sunbin, Nick, Harry and Daniel who were waiting for her to find the other murderers of their parents together. She will have to stop and gives up on everything if she wants to love this man all by her heart.

Our ugly past ended into a happy ever after. "I love you so much, honey," I uttered with my lower lip between my teeth. His eyes glinted and he drew me closer to him. "Finding and claiming you again is the best decision I ever made. Now my life is complete. I have you, Claudine and our incoming baby. You are my only love, my Christina," he said throatily. "Hmmm honey..." I was cut in when his lips went down to mine. THE END

Her pout faded into a smile as she leaned into his embrace. “Then tell me,” she asked teasingly, “when did you finally realize you liked me?” Xavier gazed out at the sunset over the ocean, his voice low and steady. “The moment I saw you lying in that cryogenic chamber. I realized that without you, the world felt empty. Just a hollow, endless place.” Starla lifted her head, cupping his face in her hands. As the last light of the setting sun bathed them in gold, they kissed—deep, lingering, filled with all the love they had waited so long for.

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.

He kneads the flesh with a quiet possessiveness, his thumb rolling over the already hardened tip until I cry out into his mouth. The dessert, thick hot chocolate, is exquisite torture. He smears it on my lips with his fingertip, then cleans them with his mouth, long, sweet, deep kisses that drive me mad. He spreads a little on the tip of my breast, and this time, he doesn't just lick. He takes the whole breast into his mouth, warm and wet, and cleans it with exasperating slowness, suck after suck, until I writhe on his lap, murmuring incoherent pleas.

Agatha stepped into her space, wrapping her arms loosely around Lexie's waist and pulling her close. "Are you happy, Multimedia Idol?" Agatha whispered, her eyes dark and full of a fierce, eternal devotion. Lexie reached up, her fingers tangling in the soft hair at the back of Agatha’s neck. "I have never been happier in my entire life, Writer Girl." She leaned in, pressing her lips against Agatha's in a slow, deeply passionate kiss that tasted of absolute peace, secure boundaries, and a love that had defied every single rule to survive.

"Oh," "Yeah, gotta see what I see. You're beautiful." Spread to his desire, each of my hands hooked to my legs; his digits drilled deeper, moving in and out. It was too much. His ministration went faster as he whispered words into my ear; words that added more heat, awakening the dormant boldness in me. He spoke of words of love, sweet words as if he had known me before this. I shook my head, "Please, please, please!" "This is mine. And you belong to me! Say it!"

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 , 𝑰𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 "