Spicy Chapters In Hooked Novels & Stories

I hesitate, glancing at the angry runes still smoking faintly on his chest. "I'll be quick," I promise, pressing a fast kiss to his burning forehead. "Don't move. Please." I slip out of bed and hurry to the kitchen, my new heightened senses making everything feel overwhelming. The fridge light is too bright. The sound of my own footsteps echoes strangely. I crave spice. Plenty of heat. And meat. The juicy, soft kind, oozing with spice. Oh, I can almost taste it. My hands move on autopilot as I throw together the spiciest pasta I can manage with extra chilli flakes, chunks of sausage and beef, garlic, and a heavy drizzle of oil. The smell hits me like a drug, making my mouth water and my stom

Phoenix hoarsely said as he unclasped the hook of my bra. I slightly shivered from the coldness and the empty feeling in my chest when my brassiere was completely gone. However, I let out a gasp when warm, thick, and large hands covered both of my chests. Phoenix smiled at me shyly. “Let's make Amorous.” END OF CHAPTER 59.2

I descended the last few steps and approached the island. He pulled out a stool for me, his hand hovering near my waist until I was seated. The smell of the arrabbiata was intoxicating, bright, spicy, and rich. "Eat," he said, hovering over me for a second before taking his own seat. "I put extra chili in. I want to see if you can handle the heat, or if you're just as soft as the tabloids say." I took a bite, the spice hitting the back of my throat instantly. It was searing, painful, and incredible. It forced me to be present. It forced me to feel something other than the hollow ache in my ribs.

Stay tuned for our grand reopening! My stomach dropped. My jaw tightened until it hurt. I wasn’t sad; it wasn’t that simple. I was craving. Spicy wasn’t just a distraction anymore; she was escape, release, and fire. She was everything Sabrina wouldn’t give me, but everything I wanted at the same time. Without her, I felt restless, cornered, raw. “Scott, hand me the whisky,” I said, stretching out my hand. “What whisky?” His voice was too innocent.

The hunger. I thought I was emptied. Annihilated. Consumed, as he said. To the dregs. But the dregs, apparently, have a taste of addiction. The intimate muscles, sore, throb softly. A bittersweet memory. A silent invitation. My skin, where his fingers dug in, where his mouth bit, seems to burn with a latent fire. Each mark is a reminder. A signature.

It looked very spicy. He could only handle the slight spice. Malcolm suddenly had a feeling that he was looking for trouble. However, since he had already said so, he could only bite the bullet and eat it. The moment his tongue touched the chili, a stimulating sensation filled his entire mouth. He chewed a little and swallowed it. But the reality was just so cruel. If he said anything, he would have to endure it no matter how spicy it was. Marilyn smiled, "I didn't know Mr. Lowe also likes spicy food."

I whimper out trying to escape the forbidden fruit of his pheromone-based scent, and whatever enthralled spell he had me under before denying the orgasm I didn’t know I could need that badly. Chapter 1.13 Cupcake with Rainbow Frosting, By Vince

I whimpered. He didn’t hesitate. His hot tongue pressed directly against my tight asshole, licking slow circles around it. The sensation was incredibly intense….dirty, forbidden, and shockingly pleasurable. I moaned loudly into the pillow as he licked me there, his tongue flat and broad at first, then more pointed as he probed and pushed against the tight ring of muscle.

“That’s rice, tuba, chicken, and shrimp?” “Yup. And I will also be adding dumplings for extra cravings.” “Sounds tasty.” “Yeah. It’s Mr Hook’s favorite food.” Hm… shouldn’t that information be exclusive to ex-Miss Hook only? “You know.” She took a step backward from the meal and leaned on the counter. Facing me, who had her butt draped on a stool. I hadn’t expected a few hours outside to be that draining. But it was, especially because… I had some kind of internalization of some emotions regarding Keren.

WARNING!!! This chapter contains torture and insinuating a sexual assault. It isn’t glorified, Please don’t read if you are triggered by such subjects! You can either skip this chapter or stop reading the book as there will be a few more chapters that contain sexual assault however there will ALWAYS be a warning beforehand. Thank you. ************************************************************ Chapter Thirty Eight