Hot And Flirty Novels & Stories

The air, thick with the scent of desire, seemed to ignite the flames within her. Even though the air conditioner was on, she still felt so hot, a feverish heat that spread through her veins, leaving her breathless and wanting more. For a while, Vincent continued to caress her femininity in a maddening way. It was as if he was painting her with a hot, special kind of paint, his tongue the brush, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Each stroke, each lick, was a masterpiece, a symphony of sensations that left her breathless and begging for more.

"You are! Pervert. It happened so fast... I suddenly burst into flames." "Everything has a process ... you will first feel a little heat in your chest ... then it spreads slowly ... a mild heat, but if you are more sensitive you will notice it. Maybe at that time you were too indifferent ... you were not aware of that symptom ... and suddenly you felt a fire inside ... especially because you were very angry with me at that time. Heat can also make a pair of fighting mates make up .. because the more you get angry with your partner .. the heat will get worse. " "Not fair," I replied. I don't agree with this heat system.

Heat. White-hot and blinding. Lily felt it from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, and she couldn’t get enough. She bucked her hips forward as Rebel drew her clit into his mouth. His tongue fanned over her, scorching her from the inside out. He’d lit a fire inside her, leaving her helpless with pleasure, and all she could do was enjoy the burn.

I lifted my hand and made just a flick of my fingers beneath the counter. The heat rolled off me like a soft wave, subtle but sharp. It skimmed across the wood and reached him in an instant. I saw it hit him, his shoulders flinching slightly, fingers tensing stop the countertop, but he didn’t step back. Instead, he smiled wider. “Fiery,” he murmured. “I like it.” I dropped my hand, the warmth fading. “That wasn’t a flirt,” I said coolly. “That was a warning.”

At the very least, I finally understood why those older cougars liked preying on younger men. After all, who was able to resist such a gorgeous hunk like him? "It's your turn now, Vivi!" I stared at Ryan's muscular body and his impatient text message on my phone. I felt light-headed again, just like how I felt the night I'd met him. My body seemed to react without me controlling it. Slowly, I threw the covers off my body, mimicked the poses I'd seen in photos online, and continued letting my fingers respond like clockwork.

That red-hot kiss still has my pulse flip-flopping and makes me weak in the knees. Arson is damn hot and I’m feeling lucky he’s interested in me. The only question is, will he warm me up, or burn my whole house down?

I asked him in a quiet voice. He quirked a brow at me. "Aren't you looking for a little roll on the night, heat between sheets?" I saw him tense. His stare intensified. And we both just stared at each other while the centigrade went up rapidly. Those steel blue orbs left me scorched with heat, almost writhing on the seat. My dick began to harden. Mayhap my night wouldn't be a boring one after the big, bad day I had had. "Who said both can't come together?"

I add sexy and flirtishessly. “I can go slow,” he whispered, letting his breath warm my skin. Him being so close to me made my body react in ways I coudnt control. Like my hate wasnt enough to deny that he was a hot, handsome man that left every woman stareing while I had his hands around me. It was as if my temperature spiked up, my heartbeat become faster and I dont even want to think about what was happening in my panties. It was physical, nothing more. A chemical betrayal. The kind of response a body has to danger, heat, or power. And Derek Ashford had all three.

" I can barely utter a decent word. "Yes?" "I heard that." "Heard what?" "The part about my body being hot." "Fuck, I said that out loud." "Yes. You look sexy incredibly when you blush." "Are you teasing or flirting with me now?" "A bit of both." We sit on the steps for a while drinking the whiskey, slightly getting p*ssed until I am relaxed enough for him to look at my hands "Come, let me look at you." The mere touch of his fingertips against my palm sends the most thigh clenching sensation to every bit of my body. He feels my body tremble and slightly pulls away

I huffed seeing him infront of me . " Fuck woman .. you're looking so hot today .. god ! Now I know why I am sweating like a pig .. it's all because of your fire like hotness which is making my body sweaty " he said ... Ohhhh god help him in his flirting ways .. because he is too poor in it . " Ewww you sweaty man , stay away from me ! " I said playfully .. and his face turned red .. aww he is cute .. Hahahaha I laughed .. he also joined me our laughter grabbed lot of guests attention on us .. as I best in ignoring so , I ignored it and started to walk towards my targets ..