Spicy Booktok Songs Novels & Stories

It’s like a stare competition across the dinner table, and somehow Mia never seems to notice. Everyone was back home, and the throbbing began. Chloe can’t shake her spicy morning with Damien from her mind. Every replay came with a sharp electric surge throughout her body, and every surge caused a drip from her throbbing folds into her panties. Damien has noticed a few unusual movements from Chloe, and it’s not like Chloe has been his best fuck, but something is exciting about the forbidden nature of their relationship.

I smiled. "The title's Golden, it's from the animated movie about three girls who slay demons with their songs." He replied excitedly. "Of course." I laughed. With gods and relics being real, I wouldn't be surprised if the three girls and demons actually existed as well. "I have a playlist on Spotify with all my favourite songs in it, I could share it with you if you want." He offered shyly. "I would love that." I replied with a smile. His smile grew broader as he returned to finish up his cooking while I continued standing by the doorway.

"To be honest, I like many musicians, for example, Kendrick Lamar, Eminem, The Weeknd, Jon Bellion, Halsey, and many more. What about you?" "I like Billie Eilish, Halsey, Meghan Trainor and Jon Bellion." She replied. "That is cool." The next day, she had bought him a new mp3 player which had 200 songs, many of which were sang by his favorite musicians. The incessant beeping of the oven timer broke his thoughts. He put on the oven mittens and removed the croissants from the oven. The sweet aroma of the food brought a smile to his face. He hoped Chiara would like the meal. When the food was done, he set the table and waited for Chiara to return home.

It was time to go home from work, but Sira had yet to remove her earphones from her ears. She was still enjoying the songs from her favorite earphones. Even though she had stopped cooking earlier, and Sira had changed her work clothes to her regular clothes. Roy was not long in coming, Sira knew that but she continued to listen to her music casually. The song Sira was listening to was none other than “Sparkling Love”. The girl continued to listen to her music without paying the slightest attention to Roy.

The light dimmed, the spotlight on us, and the music began. The music played was none other than Despacito by Justin Bieber, Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee. I had personally asked for that song because it explains how I feel when I'm with her. “This is my song to you, baby. I'll translate” I whispered into her ears, ***Come on over in my direction So thankful for that, it's such a blessin', yeah Turn every situation into heaven, yeah Oh, you are….*** She literally raised her brows at me,

“How was practice?” “Intense,” I said, grabbing water from the fridge and gulping it down. “Tomorrow’s going to be brutal.” “Oh, I can feel it already.” He leaned back, arms crossed. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “Tell me you got the booking with Spicy.” Scott winced, dragging out the pause just to mess with me. “Let’s just say it wasn’t easy. Since her little viral explosion, Eden’s list has been flooded. Almost crashed their system.”

I ask as she looks through the playlist. “What you say to some TPR?” “I say yes fucking please.” I’m all for a bit of rock and roll tonight. She taps on the iPad and the sound of TPR – Make me wanna die, blasts out of the speakers. It’s a song that Modus Grace usually jams to when I sing with them, and it’s perfect for tonight.

To my dismay, the DJ appears to have my Spotify playlist and I look over at Noah "You didn't," I say and he shrugs with a smirk on his face. The DJ sees me and just like that the first song on my playlist starts to play and I feel like jumping off a damn bridge. Party by Chris Brown blares through the speakers and I feel like crying. God this song has made me do unmentionables. You know what fuck Noah.

He said sending me a charming smile and for some reason that boyish smile of his made my heart skip a beat. I need to get a grip on myself. The drive to the restaurant was pretty much silent apart from the car mp3 playing 'Hot girl summer' by Megan thee stallion. I remember when the song was released, Lucy made sure to learn the lyrics words for words and she wouldn't stop playing it for the first two weeks. She eventually got tired of listening to the song and shifted her attention to another song.

I pour the cheese dip in the slow cooker on warm. I heat little hotdogs in KC Masterpiece Barbecue Sauce on the stove before placing them in the other slow cooker. I set the marinara sauce on the counter to warm to room temperature. My “Rock Out” playlist wails from the living room speaker. I sing along to Nickelback’s Something in Your Mouth as I move from task to task in the kitchen. Alone in the house, the volume is higher than it should be while I sing and dance with no one watching. I love this song. I realize the lyrics are not favorable for women. I like what I like. This playlist contains explicit lyrics and songs I can’t let others know I love.