Sultry Summer Novels & Stories

Author's POV ( 18+ scene) Luxian did not want to waste any more time-he could feel Summer burning up, her desire undeniable. The heat between them, that Moon Goddess -given connection, had pushed her past the point of resistance. He dragged his rough, wet tongue over her pussy, meanwhile Summer's body tensed, her blood rushing from her toes to the top of her head. Summer's hand unconsciously grabbed Luxian's hair. Luxian's tongue stroking was getting crazier, and he slipped a finger into her hole. Summer trembled, pulling Luxian deeper to sink between her thighs.

I scoffed and looked at Summer from head to toe, grabbing the nearest champagne flute and said in the blandest tone I could muster, “You’re not my type.” She batted her long lashes at me as I took a huge sip of the bubbly alcohol. “That’s a lie, and we both know it, Damon.” My hand clenched underneath the table, hearing her say my name. “How?” Summer leaned closer, her musky vanilla perfume making me want to pull away because it was so damn exotic and addictive. Why the fuck did they have to put the chairs so close to each other? My knee kept bumping against her leg and it was infuriating. “If I wasn’t your type, you wouldn’t kiss me like you wanted to devour me in public,” she whispered, he

that's was totally unheard of "Summer obviously" Drake said disappiontaly "Come on babe let's go" Leo took Tavia to his room and left the original three together. "I want to go swimming" summer said as she took off her dress and was left in her Flora prink bikini. Her curves were really highlighted. "You are not going swimming" Drake insisted "Check it out, those guys are staring at you" Stephanie pointed to the direction with her chin. "Not interested" Summer said. "The tall one is really cute" she added

She was soaked, sensitive, already trembling from barely - there contact. “You okay?” Jules whispered, hovering. Aria nodded, heat rising, breath hitching. “Tell me if you want me to stop.” She never did. When Jules finally slipped her fingers beneath fabric, Aria moaned softly, a sound Jules would have bottled if she could. Aria tasted like summer and sugar, skin memorized with every touch. “God,” Jules breathed. “You’re sweet. Addictive.”

With a sweet smile, she said, "Summer, don't give up. I found someone who can help you." "You found someone to help me?" Summer was in disbelief. Who else could help her at this time? Well, she could count her lucky stars. Susanne gave her a look, asking her to turn around. Summer turned and saw Yolanda. "Yolanda! What brings you here?" Summer blurted, surprised. Yolanda, with her wavy hair, was strikingly beautiful and exuded a voluptuous charm in her low-cut red cocktail dress. She looked rather different from half a month ago. Now, she exuded less of the girl-next-door vibe and leaned toward fiery and sexy. Maybe it was because her marriage might soon be on the way.

I spit out not giving any room for her to think over my words. Summer stands from the chair and her petite height makes her head to be on my chest. She is ridiculously short. What she does next takes the breath away from my lungs. Summer climbs on my legs and using her hands to grab my shoulder, she stands on her tiptoes. This makes her come to my face and she is so close that I smell her jasmine fragrance. So natural. "The only line I would be crossing in the next ninety days is a personal one," she blurts out.

I reply with a wide grin and squeeze her unhurt knee. “Thank you, that is sweet of you, and I appreciate it.” she kisses my cheek before taking a sip of her wine, “So what brings you here for the summer?” she asks. I turn to look at her, and she is watching me, “I needed to get away from my hectic life.” I shrug. I didn’t want to go into detail. “Maybe we can keep each other company this summer?” she suggests, “Yes, sounds perfect. And once you feel better, we can swim in the lake.” She used to love swimming in the lake.

“If I didn’t live across town, I’d be there. No question. I think I’m tall enough to wrap my legs around you.” “No. I couldn’t have you drive in this rain.” “I would, though.” I repositioned myself onto my elbows, the strap of my nightgown lazily falling down my shoulder. “Just to hold me? “Hold you. Touch you,” he pointed to the camera. “Kiss that bare shoulder right there...whatever.” Even with just the bare shoulders, suddenly Tatum felt naked. “Oh.” “What are you wearing under that duvet?” he pushed his glasses up, moving closer to the phone.

“Shaking and wet and still holding back because I told you to. That’s why I love doing this to you.” He lowered his mouth again and gave her clit one slow, deliberate suck, then another. His fingers curled hard against that spot inside her. “Come for me, Briella. Now.”

"Does Alpha Nate know how you scream when you come?" "There's nothing between us," I managed between moans. "Only you, Alexander. Only ever you." His rhythm became frantic, our bodies slapping together obscenely in the confined space of his luxury SUV. One hand tangled in my hair, yanking my head back while the other snaked around to stroke my clit with determined precision. "Come for me," he demanded, his voice rough with lust. "Now, Summer." The orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave, my inner walls clenching around him as I screamed his name.