Slow Hot Novels & Stories

The pain bloomed into heat that sank straight between my legs. He stopped. I heard him move away, then return. Something cold and wet touched my nipple… ice. He circled both nipples slowly until they ached, then dragged the melting cube down my stomach and pressed it directly against my swollen clit. I cried out, hips jerking. The cold was shocking, almost painful. He held it there, rubbing it in slow circles while I squirmed and moaned. “Please…” I whispered. He replaced the ice with something hot… warm oil dripped directly onto my clit and pussy. The sudden contrast made me sob. His fingers returned, spreading the oil, sliding two thick digits deep inside me without warning.

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.

She slurped that thing down like it was a cup of jello and not the plate of inferno that it was. "Are you ok?" I ask, finally getting back my ability of speech. She gives me a thumb up, her lips still wrapped around the carton of milk. Her lips leave the mouth of the milk with a pop. "What was in that shit? Hellfire?" I fumble through the dustbin, fishing out the empty pack and reading the back. Manufactured by... Blah blah blah. My face blanches as I go over the line I just skimmed past, making sure I read it correctly. "It is considered one of the hottest noodles ever. A raging ball of fire. Advisable not to use all the pack of flavor in it." I let it slip through my fingers and back into

The moment Chloe pushed open the heavy doors to the student union ballroom, the noise and heat hit me so hard that I almost turned around and walked straight back out. The bass thumped through the hardwood floor, vibrating in my chest, while flashing red and blue lights swept across a room packed with students. The air was thick with vape smoke, spilled alcohol, and sweat. Everywhere I looked, people were pressed against one another, dancing, shouting over the music, and sloshing drinks from their red Solo cups as though they had no worries in the world.

“Fast. Your temperature is rising. And you’re soaking through this fabric.” He’s right. I can feel it, the wet spot blooming, spreading, and his tail presses flat against it, the forked tip settling over my clit through the cotton, and the heat—

Shawn opened his mouth to speak the final words, ready to ask her again the life changing question. But just then, something went terribly wrong. As the word left his lips, his voice suddenly slurred, sounding heavy and strange. Shawn froze. A sudden, violent wave of heat began running through his entire body, starting from the center of his chest and spreading down to his veins like molten lava. An unexpected, overwhelming desire washed over him with the force of a tidal wave. It wasn't just a normal romantic feeling, it was a dark, raging fire that completely consumed his thoughts in a fraction of a second.

"Trust me .. You will be happy later. Begging me to make love to you .. Again .. And again." "Nope .. Never. Mmh ... Mmh .. Blaze .. Mmh ... Why is my body feel hot?" I felt immense heat, I felt like I was inside of a burning house surrounded by fire, I was in it .. On fire.

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 ;)

Anelia felt light-headed. She involuntarily pinched the collar of her t-shirt and fanned herself. It was suddenly all too hot in the room and yet the heat had nothing to do with room temperature. As if only realising what she had been doing for the first time, Anelia scanned her t-shirt and abruptly stopped with the fanning. What was she doing?

hot. And pay attention to "hot" there, 'cause it's not just any type of hot. It's broiling-blazing-roasting-flaming-baking-steamy hot—igneous hot. The kind of skin blistering fire i felt on my hands after i assisted Mumsi in rinsing those shiny chili peppers she grinds to add to the moi-moi to give it colour. Yeah, that's about it. I've never been to an actual party, but any three year old will know a-making-sense-party when he sees one. Ok, pause. Hold that thought for a second, would you.