Spicy Reading Novels & Stories

And knowing you as well as I do, I imagine it will have been quite a while since my passing before you finally open this letter. "We really did have something beautiful once, and that's why it hurts so much to know you've never loved me. I'm only writing to say one thing—thank you. For seven years, you let me believe in a beautiful dream. Now that it's over, it's time for me to go. Don't waste your time missing me." Conrad read my last note without showing a single flicker of emotion. Then, like a man hell-bent on punishing himself, he pored over the chat records I'd leaked to the paparazzi—reading them once, then twice, then again and again. He drowned in those messages from dusk till dawn.

I scrolled through the limited selection of DVDs—mostly action flicks and thrillers that made me know it was his taste, until one caught my eye. Fifty Shades of Grey. I'd heard about it from friends back home, all giggles and whispers about the steamy scenes, but I'd never watched it because of my sheltered life and all that. Tonight, with frustration bubbling under my skin and that lingering heat I felt from Viktor's earlier grab, it felt like the perfect rebellion. I popped it in, cranked the volume high to drown out the silence of the cabin, and settled onto the couch, pulling a blanket over my lap for some semblance of coziness.

Chapter One ‎HOT AND HEAVY ‎ ‎It had not rained for weeks!! Last night had felt like I was baking in a sauna and not in a good way. My cooling system had worked so hard, so f*****g hard, that it packed up the day before. My house slowly but surely became outrageously hot, so hot that when I looked down, I could see my n*****s peeking through the thin fabric of my sleeping T-shirt, already damp with sweat, and it wasn't even 9am yet.

Ryan listened attentively and that's what I really liked about him. The waitress finally arrived with our food. As we dug into our pasta dishes, I squeezed my face in shock. So spicy. What the fuck? "Looks like you're about to spit fire." Ryan whispered with a naughty smile I tried to smile despite my strained expression. "I'm good..." I forced the words, not even hearing myself God... why is it so spicy? The only thing I could focus on is my blazing taste buds. They're screaming and I'm tempted to scream too.

Hearing that, she smiled involuntarily. He took her to the floor that served spicy dishes, handed the menu to her and let her order dishes. She liked spicy dishes, but the dishes she ordered were all light. After Skyler got the menu, he ordered some spicy dishes, such as spicy fish, spicy beef and spicy shrimp. When he handed the menu to the waiter, Skyler and Jocelyn said simultaneously. Skyler said, "The taste of the dishes should be hot!" Jocelyn said, "The taste of the dishes should be mild!"

There’s a level of properness in the South that will never make a bit of sense to me. I personally would have preferred to use my fingers, but I knew Darian would lose his mind if I went full savage at the table. I stuck to my spoon and ate with relish. Raven was eating well too, her appetite finally back after the heat. She reached for a bowl of spicy crab and, before I could utter a word of warning, bit right into a large claw. Spicy crab is a Northern delicacy. It’s an acquired taste because it is heavily seasoned with peppers that grow in the frost and only a few outsiders can actually stomach it without a gallon of milk.

My moans climbed with them, raw and broken, every time his tongue speared into me. “Daddy…fuck…don’t stop” I gasped, rocking helplessly against his face as he continued eating my ass with the same relentless intensity, holding me exactly where he wanted me. Harry kept devouring my ass like he couldn’t get enough…tongue thrusting deep, lips sucking hard around the tight ring, wet and filthy. Every aggressive lick made me moan louder, my thighs shaking as I ground down against his face. “Daddy… fuck… yes!!”

He liked working with the other editors in the erotica department office, it just wasn’t the same as spending most of his day with his friends. “You know my weakness now,” Darien said. “I can’t eat anything past a mild spicy rating. I just normally pretend the spice isn’t affecting me.” “I have no idea what I’m going to do with this new information,” Zach replied with a laugh. “Your secret is safe with me.”

"Don't put too much chili. I don't like spicy food." He said when seeing her put something red into the pan. Leo walked to stand behind the slender figure. Put his chin above her shoulder to look into the pan. It contained colorful vegetables, green, red, yellow, orange. It looked very nice and smelled delicious. "Do you know that chili is good for health?" She turned to asked which made her cheek touched his tall nose as he intended to smell her skin to compare to the food which one was more edible. "If it's too spicy it burns my tongue and I can't taste the food. When you can't taste the food, you don't enjoy it."

DIANE Right now, I want to eat whatever he is cooking. It smells so amazing. “I'm making spicy garlic fried chicken,” he finally answers. “Spicy garlic fried chicken?” I ask as I inhale more of the crispy scent surrounding me. “Please don't tell me you don't like spicy foods.” He darts a hard stare at me, like he is waiting for me to disappoint him. But I don't. Because I love spicy foods. They hit so hard on the taste buds, and they also make me feel very full whenever I eat them.