Cute Vs Hot Novels & Stories

"Are we sharing the same room?" I asked my mouth watering at the sight of his delicious looking abs, Louis had abs and a nice tanned body but it was nothing compared to this masterpiece in front of me, no not at all, if I thought Louis was hot, which he had been, not gonna deny that fact even if he turned out to be a scammer, but Cross was ten times hotter than Louis, in fact, they couldn't be compared, I couldn't take my eyes off, I am gonna get myself in trouble if I keep looking at those.

I deadpanned and he feigned being hurt, making me smirk. "You're cute." He kissed my forehead getting up. I frowned not liking him away from me, but also not liking being called cute. I'm not cute. "Excuse me, cute?" I curled a brow up at him. "You heard me." He winked at me, tossing my clothes from the floor at me. "I'm not cute. I'm ferocious." I argued. Cute. PSH, yeah right! "Sure, Z, very ferocious." He smirked.

NIVEA My generous curves seemed to captivate him completely. I watched his lips part and engorge, his cheeks flushing with lust. The way he stared at me—like I was Nefertiti, the goddess of love—made my pussy throb powerfully. A warm, traitorous wave of arousal flooded through my core. He drew in a sharp breath through his mouth and bit his lower lip hard.

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she pouts. “Because hot guys would never go for me?” “Hot guys have… a type.” “And I’m not that type,” I ask. “You’re sweet. And adorable.” “Adorable? Is that some sort of backwards way of saying I’m not hot?” “Don’t be so sensitive, Piper. I meant it as a compliment.” A compliment. She meant that hot guys would never be interested in me because I’m adorable and not good enough for them as a compliment. “I just want you to set your sights on things you can obtain. Oh,” she gasps when she sees someone walking past. “Shaina!”

"Oh dear, it seems like your little James is impatient," "James is a stupid name, Choco," "I did tell you I'll wing it. Even if it's not sexy, even if it's awkward and stupid, deal with it. So, where were we, Hot stuff? Oh right, that part. So, our wolves met, they fucked, they hunted and now it's time for our human bodies to tango," "I'll prefer if we rumble, Bubble Butt,"

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."

What is so special about her that made him choose her over me? I mean sure she's pretty, and hot but I'm pretty and hot too right? I'm not exactly sure what you define as hot but I'm pretty sure i have nice enough curves and a generous ass. My breasts aren't huge or anything but their the perfect size. Or is it because I'm dark?

“ Why, Inez blurted. “Well…because I was embarrassed.” “Is he cute? Is he fine, like smokey hot? What does he look like? Inez bombarded Cassandra with questions that she had to stop her halfway. “He is hot, she admitted sheepishly. “Really? And they both giggled.

There's no one in the lane next to us right now, but that could change very quickly. "You're not cute," I say breathlessly. "Not cute at all. You're very s - ahhhh." Ward is pushing his knuckle against me. I shift, trying to get away from that delicious pressure, but I can't seem to find the right position, buckled in the seat as I am. "You don't sound very convincing," Ward says with a dark laugh. He moves his hand again. "You - oh - aren't cute. You're hot. Sexy. Mouth - ahh - mouthwateringly gorgeous."