Slow Hot Novels & Stories

CARLY It was warm in the cabin, and I could see the snow falling outside. It felt like the holiday season right here. It was pretty romantic. We just had amazing sex. Then we cuddled on the sofa with our hot chocolate and watched a football match. “So, this is like a big deal here, huh?” He sipped his hot choco. “Yup, just like coffee and milk teas. Here you can find hot choco in a lot of varieties.” “Hmm.”

"Did I put too much sauce? Oh I knew I did! Where does it hurt?" Leonidas wanted to tell that woman that nothing hurt, it only burnt, but all that came out of his mouth was, "Hot." Sadik laughed loudly now, clapping his hands as he went away and returned with a glass of water. "Mama likes her soup with a lot of spice. I used to hate it but I guess it does not affect me anymore. Here." Leonidas took the glass of water with gratitude on his face, downing the cool liquid immediately then letting out a small sigh when it felt the fire reduce.

She bit his bottom lip and secretly smirked at his response. Little by little, the heat built up in her body when Vincent began to caress her smooth thigh accompanied by his tongue running from her injured knee to her wet honeypot.

Her watch showed one minute shy of seven when Shannon walked into the Hot Java. It was crowded, as she expected it to be on a Saturday night. The first stop off for people on the hunt before they hit the bars. She took a sip at the end of the bar, prepared to order a coffee until she cold figure how who to ask about her package

I tell her. “Why do they try to cook you?” she asks. I chuckle at her words, though I have to agree she is hot to the touch, so I can see why she may think that. “You’re not being cooked. It is heat. Do you understand? Do you know anything about heat?” I ask, kind of hoping that her and Hattie may have talked about it. “I think I read about it. Sex makes it get better, right?” she asks. “Well…” I begin.

"Oh dear, it seems like your little James is impatient," "James is a stupid name, Choco," "I did tell you I'll wing it. Even if it's not sexy, even if it's awkward and stupid, deal with it. So, where were we, Hot stuff? Oh right, that part. So, our wolves met, they fucked, they hunted and now it's time for our human bodies to tango," "I'll prefer if we rumble, Bubble Butt,"

“I'm fine. They gave me fluids and checked my temperature until they confirmed that there would be no risk.” “I'll run you a hot bath when we get home, baby. You're going to need it if you want to go back to business as usual. Maybe a massage will help.” “What’s happening?” I looked at her confused, not understanding the treatment I was receiving from her. “You really don't hate me?”

" Van replied and Leo nodded. "Me too. It was great!" I answered. "It really was." Leo sighed. "I understand why the girls like doing this so much." Van laughed. "Try the water. It tastes like cucumber. It's so good." Leo said and I took a sip. "Shit! That's amazing!" I said and they both nodded. We relaxed and watched the game show on tv. One by one, all of our guys came in and joined us. Tom, Jake, Peter and finally, Hart.

I can't do that! I grab another water bottle and almost down the whole thing in one go. I'm so hot! I don't even think it has to do with the temperature. The blacked trees have been blocking the sun. My body seems to be burning up... I really should be home sleeping off whatever this is. I wonder if this heat is burning up my brain cells and that's why I can't seem to think straight?

In winter, it is inevitable to have a steaming hot pot. Russell, Zoey, Leanna, and Toby were sitting around a pot, cooking meat. Because it was a spicy hotpot, both Zoey and Leanna had red lips. Russell held a tissue and wiped the corners of Zoey's mouth, "Eat slowly, otherwise it might upset your stomach." Listening to the man's gentle words, Zoey nodded. Toby fed Leanna some meat and said, "You too, eat slowly."