Heat 2 Novels & Stories

Why does she play with weird words? She kisses her teeth, rolling her eyes. “Goddess save my soul. How would you not know? You’re twenty.” “What has my age got to do with heat?” I frown. “And what is heat?” I hate ignorance. “Ahhh… indeed, the rumors were right. You’re too pure.” Adjusting her statement necklaces, she holds her waist and gazes at me the way a mother does at a pup. “Heat is the fever and aggressiveness you displayed back there.” She points before demonstrating with fingers. “Heat is when everything in you screams for your mate and only desires his touch,” she says, and my stomach knots in disgust.

Each push sent heat through my whole body. “This pussy is mine, Maya,” he growled. “Not Liam’s. Not the Cross family’s. Mine.” I bit my lip. Pleasure built fast despite everything. “Yes, sir.” He reached around and rubbed my most sensitive spot. His fingers moved in fast circles. My legs trembled. The sounds of our bodies filled the office. Skin against skin. My soft moans. His heavy breathing. “Tell me you understand,” he said. He thrust harder. Deeper.

She tried not to feel her hot body which responded so quickly to his touch. He was sucking her pink pearl. Used his teeth to scrape around and bite it gently. She had to bite her lip more because she was afraid she would let the sound out. Her hands massaged his scalp. Her beautiful face turned upward with her eyes half-closed, as it began to feel hotter and hotter in her stomach. The heat spreading throughout her body. He sucked her right nipple hard and used his hand to caress the left one. She massaged his hair absently with her breathing sounded heavy. The two activities that should not be done at the same time.

Today, we would confront the past and face whatever came next. Charles' voice thundered through the phone, "What the hell did you just say? I'm warning you, don't do anything stupid! Stay at the entrance. I'll come out to get you. Don't come in here." In the background, I could hear him urgently whispering to the woman beside him, "You take Holly and get out of here. I'll go deal with her…" "It'll be easier to find her if we split up." I could hear the staff warning people to stay back on their line, so they had to be by the Ferris wheel. I hung up, cradling Sally closer. "Sally, we're going to ride the Ferris wheel, okay?"

I put my hand on his bare chest through his three opened buttons and explored his bare chest. He is warm like a heater. His heart is beating faster like mine. My stomach churned when he touched my navel and made a lazy circle around it. He broke the kiss and touched our foreheads. We both are breathing harshly. I leaned to him and hugged him tightly. "I love you" I whispered underneath my breath. "I love you too.." he whispered while hugging me back. He broke the hug and touched our foreheads. My eyes are closed and I can feel his warm breath on my face.

she gives me air kisses and leaves. I sigh, a huge smile on my face, I look at the papers again and it brings joy to my heart but not as much as those flowers, I stare at the petals, my fingers brushing through them softly,my heart pulled in two different directions, softened by the memory of Matteo but heavy with Dexter's growing presence in my life. How can I possibly be in love with two brothers? My heart strings pulled in two different directions, my smile fades. **************** I pack up my bag and laptop when I hear a little knock on my door, I look up and see Dexter and my heart increases in pace, excitedly.

“So, I guess you’re all talk and no action.” He grabbed me and held me tight to his body as he began kissing me. I felt my need for him growing like nothing I’d ever felt before. I could feel his erection against my stomach, could feel the warmth of his body against mine. He felt like a stone that had been heated by the sun. I could feel my own body heating as one hand grabbed my ass and ground my hips into his. I broke the kiss and breathed, “Catching fire.”

I tell her. “Why do they try to cook you?” she asks. I chuckle at her words, though I have to agree she is hot to the touch, so I can see why she may think that. “You’re not being cooked. It is heat. Do you understand? Do you know anything about heat?” I ask, kind of hoping that her and Hattie may have talked about it. “I think I read about it. Sex makes it get better, right?” she asks. “Well…” I begin.

The dude went high, and hard at the mere thought of her, that I had to cool off in the bathroom, again, before going out for the business contract. “She is something else! I can feel it!” This is the first time I am actually thinking of a hottie after a week, and it makes me feel uneasy in a way, though. But my dick doesn't seem to be listening to the warning signs from the logical part of my brain.

she begs as she feels the giggling inside her. It's hot. They both feel the activation of their libido. The temperature goes up despite the air conditioning being set up at 20 degrees.