Sultry Summer Novels & Stories

Over summer break, right after graduation, my parents, Stuart and Rachel Powell, decided the whole family would take a road trip together. But the moment I hauled my suitcase up to the car door, Mom's hand shot out to stop me. "There's no room. Maybe you should just sit this one out." She glanced back at the seat behind her. "Aiden doesn't want you along, either. He's not feeling well right now, so give way to him." My knuckles went white on the suitcase handle, and my throat turning bitter. Aiden was the biological son they'd lost years ago and only just found again. Ever since he came back, everything that used to be mine had gone to him. Slowly, I'd been pushed to the margins of t

He knew exactly how to get under my skin, and he did it effortlessly. Summer leaned forward to hug me tightly. “Don’t forget sunscreen, and also—if he proposes, call me first.” I laughed, my chest tightening with emotion. “There’s no proposal happening, Summer. It’s just a short getaway.” Summer’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Sure, sure. Just a casual vacation with a billionaire who can’t stop looking at you like you hung the moon.” I turned away, unable to stop smiling. Kai was already pulling me toward the jet’s stairs. My fingers were still warm from Summer’s hug, but my entire body pulsed with anticipation. I looked back once, seeing Willem nudge Summer and whisper something that made h

Amira remarked smiling from ear to ear which would creep anyone who saw her out but Summer seemed unfazed. Summer's lips curled into a smile, "You do not have to worry about Jayden taking a liking to me. He is not my type of guy, I do not do little kids." Summer replied with a wink. Amira's smile faltered for a moment but she quickly repaired her expression. She knew Summer was telling the truth because Summer was a playgirl and barely had time to settle for fewer guys. After all, she was the young mistress of a very wealthy family. Summer equally replied with a smile but almost immediately her phone rang, "Give me a moment."

“Don’t you think… there are too many around?” Natalie looked around. “If there are not a lot of people around, how are we supposed to have fun?” Elly smiled and pulled them to go inside the bar. “Don’t be shy.” “Sorry... Are my clothes too revealing?” Summer wore a tight fitting, short dress with spaghetti straps. Her slender and fair long legs were so dazzling under the lights. Elly looked at Summer carefully from the top to bottom. “You’re too attractive. No worries, I will protect you.”

Summer confessed as she wrapped me in a tight embrace, her voice trembling with sentiment. "Hey, don't say things like that. The idea of you even considering such a thing is absurd. You’re the lively and cheerful Summer! What could possibly bring you so low? Let that scum regret losing you!" I retorted sharply, unwilling to let her wallow in despair. "You're right, I am the smart and beautiful Summer Hunley! There's a slew of admirers waiting for me, and I refuse to shed a tear over a jerk who betrayed me!” she declared, planting herself on the couch as she harrumphed defiantly.

Ian I watched from my seat as Summer walked up to the podium in the Charlotte Art Museum, fidgeting with her dress. What a dress it was, too. Long, deep burgundy, and a slip-satin that hugged her hips and waist. The neckline swept low, peeking at the swell of her breasts. The tone complimented her skin, especially when she blushed, and it was really damn difficult watching her move in that thing when all I could think about was getting it off her.

A beat later, Brandon’s voice snapped back clear. “Dude, check your messages. Just sent you a pic. You’re gonna thank me.” I didn’t want to thank him. But the screen blinked with a new message. A photo. I opened it. The place was a boil of light—neon, sweat, bodies hovered in groups. And there, center frame… Summer. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I flinched as I zoomed in. A skimpy black dress hugged her like it had been poured on. Thin straps bit into her shoulders, neckline plunging so low it left almost nothing to the imagination. The hem flirted with mid-thigh, collarbone glowing under the light, a chain glinting at her throat.

She marveled and twirled around her. "Come give me a kiss," Grace said as she turned her cheek aside. Just when Charlotte had pursed her lips and inched nearer to Grace, Summer covered her mouth and scolded, "Don't fool around. You just had your makeup done. Do you want to ruin it with her saliva?" Grace smiled. She held a bouquet in her arms, shifted her hips, and posed as she asked Summer, "Do I look beautiful?" Summer twitched her eyes and rolled them, but she then nodded and admitted, "Yes, you look gorgeous. Even angels would sing for you."

Hot air breathed through my face; I was aware people of the people near me yet no one dared to touch a single hair. There were a lot of murmurs but they were mixed ups that when they reached me, everything was already muddled. And I only get to grasp parts of it. This one is different, she’s a stunning beauty that’s for sure. I heard she’s Yulian’s, he has a taste that’s for sure. Do you think she’ll last like the last one? It will be lost if she doesn’t. I hope she doesn’t end up like that wench. Stop that nonsense. Won’t you die to touch this beauty here?

The gentle kiss that we started soon turned into a passionate and hard one as I took her face between my hands and shove mt tongue inside her mouth, exploring the new territory. She tastes like the sun, light and rainbows. She tastes like all the things I have always kept myself away from. But now when I have got a taste of it I don't think I can ever get enough. She clutches tighter onto my shirt, as I taste her lips that feels softer than anything I have ever come across like biting into a cotton candy. She tastes so fucking sweet, effortlessly sweet. And, I can't bring myself to let her go without the urge of devouring her whole with this kiss. The raindrops on her face slides down to he