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His touch was firm yet gentle, his lips warm against hers. Victor’s hands began to explore, tracing the curve of her back and the line of her hip. She gasped as his fingers brushed against her bare skin, sending shivers in her body. He pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together, the heat between them building with every passing second. For a moment, the rest of the world fades away. There were no rival gangs, no threats, no power struggles…. just the two of them, lost in a moment of unexpected touch. But the moment broke as the sound of a gunshot echoed in the distance.

I had bad news for them, I wasn’t interested. I rolled my shoulders back and forth and focused on George. His glare hadn’t gone unnoticed and I knew he wanted to hurt me, perhaps even break me and end my fighting career. For me it wasn’t a career at all, it was just a stepping stone. “Ladies and gentlemen!,” the announcer said loudly over the microphone. “In the red corner all the way from Scotland and the current European Champion, let’s welcome George the Giant!” His voice was loud, reverberating around the warehouse and there were wild cheers as he lifted his arm at the crowd.

Biting down on her bottom lip, she gently rubs her growing stomach which seemed invisible until she turns slightly to the side as a smile graced her face. “Hello, mommy’s baby, wait until daddy sees you, I love you so much.” TO BE CONTINUED… P.S. Sorry for the short chapter guys, currently working on the next as you read. Heat Vol 2. Is meant to finish this month, so expect frequent chapters, and all those who are back to school, hope you enjoy it and that all goes well with your education ;)

Not wanting her to be sore badly, I decided to cum quickly by increasing my fast. “Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! Yeah ... .baby… ooooh…my pussy is so hot right now, I can feel it hotness, Chester!” Ohhhh! Chester! She moans loudly while my seeds keep bubbling up and until I was about to explode. Quickly I pulled out from her and let it flow with the running water. Immediately, she sat down on the floor, with her legs wide open for the cold running water to cool her swollen and sore pussy.

The air, already thick with the choking stench of pressurized sulfur, grew rapidly warmer, a heavy, suffocating wave of ancient geothermal heat rising from the dark shafts behind the advancing vanguard of guardians. Beneath my torn silver-mesh tunic, the raw, blistered skin of my neck throbbed in direct sync with the mountain’s pulse, the sudden, unyielding rise in ambient temperature making the weeping burns sting like open flame. My riding trousers, ruined and stiffened by the high-altitude ice, rubbed mercilessly against the raw, highly sensitized skin of my inner thighs as I shifted into a low defensive stance beside Killian. The persistent, heavy friction drove a sharp, localized heat d

Chapter 1: Locker Room Heat The final whistle blew and the team stormed into the locker room, riding the high of another brutal win. Sweat poured off everyone, but my body burned for a completely different reason. I had felt the first wave hit during the second half—that deep, cramping ache low in my gut, the slick already starting to leak into my compression shorts. Heat. Right here in the middle of the championship season. I thought I had timed my suppressants perfectly, but they failed me hard.

White-Hot Fury Emery's POV The man holding the green blade doesn't even have time to blink. The moment the silver fire touches his sword, the metal vanishes into a puff, leaving black cinders floating to the floor. Vaporized into thin air. The poison paste burns away instantly with a sharp, sweet smell of ash. The pulse hits the three commanders full force, wrapping around their dark body armor in a blinding swirl of pure white heat. The flame eats through their rifles, their sidearms, and their sound-dampening plates, burning every piece of military gear to powder while leaving their skin and the stone floor completely untouched. The last part takes more control than I feel capable of at th

Hey, Guys, so Heat is finished. I've seen comments and I know y'all are not happy with the ending. I'm sorry for disappointing you guys. Thank you for enjoying my book and supporting it. One specific comment asked for a book 2. Would you guys like that because I'm already getting so many ideas for book 2. Comment ASAP if you guys want a part 2. I don't like my readers unhappy. So comment, comment and I'll make things happen.

When she did, his tongue swept in, hot and wet and demanding, licking every bit of sensitive flesh and coaxing her own tongue to dance with his. Heat flash through her, tightening her nipples and making the pulse in her sex throb like a bass drum. It pounded through her blood stream, so hard she was sure Matt could feel it vibrate in her body. His own body heat was surging into hers, eating her blood, and even through the layers of their clothing she could feel the hard, swollen thickness of his cock.

I don’t try to stop him as he tugs down my zipper. Inside, I’m crumbling. My legs feel like jelly. I don’t recognize the lustful thoughts storming through me. I don’t recognize this version of myself. Because I find myself watching his movements with anticipation—my chest tightening as he wraps a tattooed hand around my hardened cock. He pulls out my painfully hard cock and I hiss at the sensation of his rough palm against the sensitive skin. it's a cold contact. his palm is cold, mine cock is hot. and it all comes that to the fact that that's it the core of the heat in my body.