Hot Desire Novels & Stories

God, thаt wаѕ hot ѕеx. The fееlіng оf holding her аgаіnѕt me wаѕ over thе tор. Yearning tо gеt inside hеr, аnd thеn fееlіng hеr tіght, wet рuѕѕу shiver аnd tighten аrоund mу cock as ѕhе came.

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.

I started, but she cut me off. “I don’t hate men, Kade.” She looked up at me, her eyes seemingly to suck me into their cold bottomless pits, “Hate is too simple. Hate implies you care enough to feel something. I don’t hate men, Kade.” She paused, letting the silence thicken. “I despise them.” Her words were like shards of glass in my chest.

The word is a breath. — It's a good start. He murmurs. Hate and desire are enemy brothers. They share the same room. The same bed. His other hand comes to rest on my hip, through the fine silk. The burn is immediate, electric. I gasp. A small sound I don't recognize. His eyes darken, grow more intense.

And then there was one more thing but it felt wrong to say it out loud. Nora waited patiently, she sat cross-legged on the bed and held her knees. “I’m so hot all the time,” I said quietly in shame. “Hot as in warm or…” she said and tilted her head back and forth. “Or…” I responded. I didn’t want to come out and say horny but holly hell was I- every time I saw Darian I wanted to rip his clothes off. As though someone put burning coal on my skin and the only thing that could cool me off was Darian’s touch.

I looked up immediately. ‘Ohhhhhhh Damn. He is… he is…. He is hard.’ “Pretty embarrassing, huh?” he chuckled uneasily. “Ever heard of the heat?” He turned a little, leaning his back on the door frame. “No.” “It's a wolf’s intense desire to mate.* He said, his voice heavy. “Its ripping me apart.” “Really?” I took a long look at his face. He wasn't lying. I smiled from ear to ear. “Oh, too bad. I can't help you there.” I said with a grin.

His words made my pussy water, but I was never gonna admit it to him. "I don't need your help,just get out!" He stepped closer and slid his hands under my shorts. His fingers found my pussy wet before rubbing it in circles. A soft moan slipped out of me before I could top it. He chuckled, clearly pleased. Why was I so horny lately? Henry and I fucked everyday, yet I still felt this ache. Zane kept his torture while his tongue licked along my neck. "Tell me you want me, tell me you want me to fuck you..."

She was so fucking responsive, and I hadn’t even touched her heat yet. Grazing my fingers over her shorts, I slipped my fingers up a leg hole. She was drenched, and I could feel so much heat coming from her core. Her scent drove me insane. The thought of her untamed desire almost made me lose control and rip the rest of her clothes off.

I could not take it anymore. The heat between my legs had become unbearable, a steady throb that matched the frantic beat of my heart. My shorts were drenched, the cotton clinging to every swollen fold, my clit pulsing angrily against the soaked fabric. Every video pushed me closer to the edge, but the barrier of clothing only made the ache sharper, more desperate. I needed more. I needed direct touch. I needed release.

She's just IT. "Lily you look so hot in just one year!" She covers her mouth in genuine excitement. I don't believe her. But why will she lie to me? Am I really hot? Is that why Luca and the guys from last night party couldn't keep their eyes off me? I'm hot. I. am. HOT! She twirls her fingers. "Turn around." I do the 360 spin and hear Tiffany say a low "damn. Look at that ass. That's the kind of ass that can make a guy go crazy."