Relatos Calientes Novels & Stories

CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT: FATHER’S LOSS CHRISTIAN ——— “AFTER ACCUSING AN INNOCENT CO-WORKER OF DESTROYING HER MARRIAGE, ESTRANGED WIFE OF HOLLYWOOD DIRECTOR CHUCK GILBERT IS RUMORED TO BE HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH FLUX STUDIO HEAD, CHRISTIAN GALLO. MAYBE THE OLD SAYING IS TRUE: ACCUSERS ARE OFTEN THE GUILTY ONES.” Signed, Everybody Loves Patricia.

Stella was looking at him sucking and licking his finger and it made her feel so hot. "Um, I don't know what's happening to me, Leo. I feel um, a little hot. I want to touch you. And I also what you to touch me, kiss me and make love to me. Um, my skin is so hot right now." The soft sexy voice whispered to him. Leo could not believe his ears. She sent her soft tongue into his ear and licked, making him nearly stop breathing. His body responded immediately as his middle part got hardened and extended to its maximum length in no time.

He reached around her to grab a bottle of shower gel and she felt its cool thickness rubbed at the puckered skin of her anus. Gabe Peralta was the first—and only—man who'd every taken her there. The first time she'd felt his cock plundering her ass her body automatically resisted. But he was a skilled lover and when he was inside at last, filling the tight channel completely, an icy hot flash of lust surged through her and she'd climaxed almost at once. Now she felt the rush of anticipation, of expectation as his soap-slicked fingers probed her rear entrance. One finger, then two, scissoring to stretch her tissues.

The professor was already there. Wait. There was rumors going around that I was his girlfriend and he cheated on me? Were they serious? What the hell?

I’m back to my trance as Malik makes me a cup of spicy tea, claiming it works best for cold. I don’t argue. I'm not a tea person but I like the flavor of spices and their enriched aroma. I think it's from India. "Now tell me, what's really going on with you?" He suddenly changes attitude, from the sweet prince charming into an overly meticulous butler. "I don't understand, nothing is going on with me," I lie, staring innocently at him.

she answered, making me smile even wider. "Really? Then that's what I'll cook," I said happily, preparing the things I needed. Since Nanay Tessy and Lita had already sliced the ingredients earlier, it made my job much easier. I cooked the Menudo first, followed by the Kare-Kare. "I'm really glad things are going well between you and Leon, Mariel. We all thought there was no hope left for you two. But look at him now. We can clearly see how much he loves you. Your parents were so happy when they found out," Nanay Tessy said as she prepared the tray I would use to bring the food up.

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.

The air in the room was still heavy, thick with the scent of skin and secrets, but the illusion of warmth had already curdled into ice. Then it hit me. The jealousy didn’t just rise—it tore through my chest like a jagged blade, a blinding, green-eyed fury that knocked the wind straight out of my lungs. It was toxic, corrosive poison flooding my veins, burning away every last trace of the innocent girl I used to be. Vera.

“You keep tempting me. Maybe you deserve to be punished.” Before I could answer, he quickly removed the rest of his clothes. My heart was beating wildly as he moved closer, and when he slowly pushed himself inside me, I gasped softly. I grasped his strong arms tightly. “Lucien… when did you get hot?” I whispered breathlessly. He smirked at my words. Without warning, he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them gently above my head as he began moving inside me. His thrusts were fast but controlled, sending waves of heat through my body.

“Then straight to the conference room with Principal Celeste. I wonder what else she wants to discuss. She has literally said everything we need to know.” Aria laughed. “We can't know too much. Who knows if a new rule has come out.” “Something like dating your mentorship mates is prohibited.!”Maureen said, mimicking Celeste's way of speaking. Aria laughed. “ I don’t think the rule about the relationship with your mentors is wrong. It’ll prevent a lot of things.”