Slow Hot Novels & Stories

Time seems to slow down and I can't remember if I have been laying there for minutes or hours. My throat is parched and I wish the rain would force itself into my mouth. Heat begins to swell within me. It starts from my fingertips, slowly making its way up my chest. I groan, rolling over so the rain would quell the heat but it doesn't. “Ugh!" I grunt when my body begins to heat up painfully, it's almost like I have been thrown into boiling hot water. I try forcing down my grunts so I won't attract attention but it only worsens. Soon, my hand is tugging at my clothes, desperate to get them off.

Suddenly thе twо fіngеrѕ wеrе making lіttlе circles оn mу рrоѕtаtе and hіѕ hand аnd arm wеrе ѕlіdіng аll thе way in, in оnе mоtіоn. Whеn hе hіt bоttоm іt fеlt lіkе lіquіd fire was еruрtіng frоm mу сосk... ѕtrеаm аftеr ѕtrеаm оf molten, white hоt сum.

And tonight I intend to receive it. I make my way into the bathroom and switch the shower on. I hear his smart shoes click across the kitchen marble, before he shouts, "baby? You home?" I'm not sure if it's because I haven't released any sexual tension for five days, but I'm extra sensitive to the deep grumble of his voice. It sends rhythms of excitement straight to my core, and I sigh as the hot water trickles down my back at the same time.

Zoe's POV My boss is the hottest man I have ever seen. Even with the streaks of gray in his black hair, he is still as sexy as hell and he fucks like he is in still his late twenties. Sex with him is equals to ascending to heaven and coming back down The taste of his cum is still on my tongue, his taste is a rich bitter and salty mix, my favorite taste in the entire world. I lick my lips again as I place my leg on the other side of his legs to straddle his muscular thighs.

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But compared with the last time, it could only be said that if it was a warm current just now, then now it was ten-million-degree red molten slurry. Hot, it was extremely hot. They seemed to have been thrown into a volcano. "Oh my god, why is it so hot? It is as if my entire body has been ignited by someone." Xia Wei said in disbelief. Her beautiful face was already full of fiery red. The pangolin wasn't much better either. It was as if he had been suddenly filled with countless chillis. The breath he emitted from his nose was like boiling water. "F*ck, it's really hot. I really want to take off my clothes. Old man, can you turn off your stove? I'm so hot that I can't stand it anymore."

The palm trees are dancing gracefully, forcing a smile amid the sorrow, and I decide to join the calm swimming pool. I slowly take off the robe, without any frenzy, just calmly and smoothly. Again, the coldness wraps my skin, but my body refuses to succumb to its charm. Could it be I'm burning inside? I just smile, heading myself towards the pool entrance. I take the stairs in similar pace, slowly, getting intimate with the coldness against my feet. I love it.

"Shidi! Quick shimei help! Help Shidi!" "Ahh!!! Hot! Hot! Hot! Quick! Quick! Water! Water!" "Yah! Faster! Shimei! Hurry! Hurry!" All of the other disciples screamed in a mournful tone as they struggled and felt pain as their face, legs, and chest were burned by the hot soup. Others continued to run in haste to get what they needed.

Hot... It was so hot... Rayan's heat had started that Sunday. It was now Tuesday, and even though it should be the last day, but it didn't make it any easier. Everything was too warm. The whirring of his room's ventilation system provided an odd background noise as it fought to keep the accumulating pheromones in check. His ass was sore and slimy. His member throbbed uncomfortably in time with his heartbeat. He wanted something inside him... He needed something inside him... He needed Scott inside him...

When he does, he’s completely irresistible. He’s still laughing, so I ask, “Is Gomez gay?” Moon laughs harder. This time, his chin lifts, and all I can think of is licking and biting the thick cords of his throat. I haven’t had sex in months. So many months, it qualifies as more than a year. Moon makes me think of sex. Hot, dirty, satisfying… sex. Hot. My brain switches gears and moves to the temperature of my apartment. “You adjusted my A/C?” I demand.