Hot Shots Novels & Stories

I take the elevator down to the lobby and take a quick look in the mirror at my outfit. Unlike Romina, I don't need high fashion, especially for my bi-weekly grocery store runs. My tank top, shorts, and favorite pair of sandals are ideal. I take a hold of my hair and wrap it around the top of my head in a knot. It's hot outside, and I despise being hot, especially when my hair is stuck to my neck.

I don’t trust Oho and his pal or Pauline as far as I can throw them. I remove my bandana and wipe my face. I need a shower and one of those beers. But more than that, I need to know who she is and why she fucking aimed a gun at me. I walk over, turn on the hose, and let the water run over my head and chest. I don’t bother wiping it off. I’m almost dry before I enter the clubhouse. That’s the Arizona heat for you.

Leaning right against Aiden's chest. Their hearts beat in rhythm, as the passion burned more and more intensely like burning coals. Aiden's naughty hands hugged Nina tightly and slowly touched her beautiful breast. The gentle touch turned into a hot and aggressive touch. "Ugh..." Nina groaned, as Aiden's lips played along her shoulders and neck. Satisfied with that part, he grabbed Nina's chin and planted a hot kiss on her lips, devouring her like a hungry wolf. Aiden's heart races faster, passion burns even more and they start to sink into fantasy. He led her up to the shower section, turned on the faucet and let the water flow and wet their bodies.

His thick hands crashed into my butt cheeks, squeezing softly. “Ugh,” I whimpered, my chest rising and falling, one mind whispered ‘run’ but my feet remained rooted. The rain outside grew heavier, drumming against the glass like it approved, wind swaying in and out smoothly. Heat rushed through me as his lips took in my lower lip, sucking hardly on it, making my nipples tighten against the fabric of the sleeveless I wore underneath the sweatshirt. Williams groaned softly against my mouth. One hand slipped under the hem of the sweatshirt, his palm hot sliding back up to my bare waist, the skin under his palm had grown hot too as he rubbed my bare waist.

Unzipping the heavy canvas, I reached past my textbooks and pulled out Michael's coffee-stained shirt. As I held the white fabric in my hands under the dim light of my bedroom, my mind traitorously drifted back to the classroom. Against my will, the image of Michael standing half-naked right in front of me flashed vividly in my mind. I could still clearly picture the extreme, rigid definition of his six-pack abs, the broad, powerful cut of his shoulders, and the dangerous heat radiating from his sun-kissed skin. He looked like an apex predator, and I had been close enough to feel the warmth of his breath. Even now, standing alone in the dark, the memory made my face flush bright red.

When I stopped shaking, Maddox pulled out and aimed his wet cock on my creamy cunt, Reyes followed too as they jerked off. They groaned as spurt and spurt of cum blasted from their cocks, a hot plop landing on my twitching clit. I was glazed all over, cum on my tits, spread pussy, neck, even my fucking face. Reyes smirked down at me and gave my titties hot slaps, making them roll. " Good job....you took our cocks so fucking good." Zipping up his spent shrivelled cock. Maddox cleared his throat, shoving his half hard cock back in his pants.

GRACIE POV~ In a few hours we were already at the club, dancing crazily. Faith ordered this crazy round of shots. I took mine in one gulp, watching as Stella disappeared with a guy. Faith and I spun into the the dance floor, Seconds later, she was already grinding on a hot boy. Seeing that she was enjoying herself, I headed to the bar and that's when I bumped into a guy in a black shirt.... Seriously, his chest was so wide and hard it looked like a superhero's.

Give the man a chance! The chat was chaos, a swirl of gossip, speculation, and fan wars. Sharon's popularity had exploded globally, and her name alone drew massive traffic. Wendy, following Nate's example, paid for a trending boost. Within ten minutes, the live chat swelled to hundreds of thousands of viewers. At first, people were still gossiping about Sharon's love life. But soon, the action on-screen stole everyone's attention. [What the hell… Are they street racing?!]

Their baby cried loudly, piercing the night. "AMBULANCE! QUICK! QUICK!" Edgar shouted to his team, his voice nearly desperate. And then, to the shooter: “And you! I fire you! Meet me at the base camp after you return!” Edgar’s voice trembled, full of burning anger. How could an amateur shooter infiltrate his security detail? With his remaining strength, Jonathan raised his trembling hand, touching Harley’s tear-streaked cheek. Their eyes met — full of pain, regret, and unspoken love.

She was hot, sore, and ready for him, the thought made his cock jerk, precum smearing its cap, and his neck muscles protruded, accentuating his dragon tattoo that made it appear more fiery and ravenous. “Ryder uh Ryder, oh-my-god it's so- her shaky words caught in her throat as her squirt coated the vibrator, wrenching a sob from her that she let the pillow go. “So what? Tell me baby, do you want it?” He asked, his trembly hand going up and down his piping hot shaft, as he focused on the redness of her ass. “Y-e-a.” Her voice broke, yet another incoming orgasm tightened her core that her whole body quaked at the overwhelming stimulation.