Slow Hot Novels & Stories

Bima, usually the restless type who couldn't sit still for a single minute, was now nothing more than a shivering heap beneath the heavy sheets. The bright, high-pitched laughter that usually filled every corner of the apartment had vanished, replaced by short, agonizingly heavy gasps. His face was flushed a deep, burning crimson—not from embarrassment, but from a body temperature that had rocketed to a dangerous hundred and two degrees. Jakarta outside was enduring a sweltering heatwave, but to Bima, the world felt like an arctic wasteland, trying to freeze the very marrow of his bones.

I asked him in a quiet voice. He quirked a brow at me. "Aren't you looking for a little roll on the night, heat between sheets?" I saw him tense. His stare intensified. And we both just stared at each other while the centigrade went up rapidly. Those steel blue orbs left me scorched with heat, almost writhing on the seat. My dick began to harden. Mayhap my night wouldn't be a boring one after the big, bad day I had had. "Who said both can't come together?"

My veins feel like they have lava pumping through them instead of blood. Within minutes, sweat is pouring from every pore in my skin. My hair becomes damp, and I begin to pant heavily. I throw the blanket off me, and ram my back against the cold cinder block wall, not caring about the pain. The cold from it is helping, even if only slightly. My mind is spinning into overdrive from the intense feeling of the fire that is now consuming every inch of me. I wish that Leia could help me heal from whatever is happening. Could it be from the Wolvsbane or the silver? Have I had too much injected into me at this point? What else could it be? I just feel so hot. Suddenly, the realization hits me. I am

Why don't you just admit you have the hots for me? Devan ~”The only thing that is hot for you is my hand that is going to smack your face.” Rey ~”Hey at least there is some part of your body that is hot for me. Why don't you slap me and see if something else gets hot.” Devan ~”Your face is the only other body part that is getting hot here.” Rey ~”Oh that is what you think.” Devan ~”The only raise you getting out of me is an eyebrow.”

Seriously, what is happening to me? He turned around and walked to the whiteboard. He started writing on it after picking up the marker. I moved my head down. I don't want to look at him. He is making me crazy. "Oh, my god, Inaya. Our English professor is so hot." Anu whispered in my ear. "You can date him. I'm giving you the green signal." I glared at him instantly. She is saying nonsense. "What? Don't you find him hot?" She asked, raising her brows in shock. I think she has lost her mind. He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor.

Privacy was one of my top qualifications and I made that clear. There's a swimming pool outside if anyone is brave enough to sit in the heat and boil. No thank you. Even though the air conditioner takes the inside temperature down into the low seventies, it's too damn hot. The short trips I take outside to get in and out of my vehicle drive me the craziest. The heat is heavy like a wool blanket and leaches the water from my body. Who in their right mind would live in this godforsaken wasteland without someone holding a gun to their head?

Heat. White-hot and blinding. Lily felt it from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, and she couldn’t get enough. She bucked her hips forward as Rebel drew her clit into his mouth. His tongue fanned over her, scorching her from the inside out. He’d lit a fire inside her, leaving her helpless with pleasure, and all she could do was enjoy the burn.

She questions and I smile as I applaud her. "It was beautiful. And to think your round self could dance. "I reply and tease. "Hey! I'm not round, nor fat. I'm just thick. And so are you. "She replies, and I burst into a fit of laughter. Johan is a cute shortie, who is indeed thick. She has a portable stature and isn't in any way fat. I just felt like pulling her legs. I watch her open her legs, and out the phone between her legs. Back up there, somewhere.

The shock of the cold water hitting my skin was like a slap in the face, but it was a welcome reprieve from the overwhelming heat that had consumed me. I stood there, swaying unsteadily as the cold water cascaded over me. The buzzing in my head began to subside, and the sensation of something scorching inside me slowly receded. The water was my lifeline, my only escape from the turmoil in my mind. Minutes passed, or maybe it was hours; time had lost all meaning. I remained under the shower, not moving, not thinking, just letting the water wash over me. The coolness was a balm to my tormented soul.

When I'm down to my underwear he takes the rest off and starts the hot tub. The water is warm and no one else is around. Just us. Two forbidden adults spending the night in a hotel. Two adults wanting to spend time together before fall break ends. It's the last night of fall break and for a few more moments we let the fantasy continue. The dream we are living today is a fleeting heart ache tomorrow. His career and my student enrollment can go fuck themselves tonight, tonight I am making love to Blake Oakley in a hot tub. The bubbles are foaming and the champagne is sweet to the taste. Blake and I are naked. The hot tub is in the shape of a heart. I climb on top of Blake and start riding his