Summer Temptation Novels & Stories

The snow-white petals bloomed delicately against my pale fingertips, and that memory had pushed him to leave that small house in a hurry. He continued along the path, but it seemed endless. Anxiety clawed at his chest, and he pressed his hand over his heart, feeling it pound violently. Before the hypnosis ended, Ethan found himself awake. The psychiatrist held the notebook from the session. Words filled the pages. [Fall University. Going to Fall University. Take Sadie to Fall University. Fall University on Richmond Road.] “Mr. Jones, your memory seems to be jogging. I suggest you visit Fall University,” the psychiatrist said, laying the notes in front of him.

He was driving me insane with that slurping sound, sucking on the watermelon with juice dripping from his chin, targeting his seeds like a sniper. People's obsession with talking loudly and making wild hand gestures, the crowd smelling of sticky sunscreen, skin rubbing against skin... Welcome to the sensory overload capital of the world. And of course, my sunscreen wasn’t one of those "tear-free" formulas either—it was burning its way right into my sandy eyes!

Yet somehow… my mind still drifted toward a stubborn eighteen-year-old girl with pink bandages and reckless eyes. Ava. Even after three days away from her, she still found a way into my thoughts like she belonged there. And that was the real problem. I exhaled sharply and grabbed the whiskey bottle from the table, pouring another glass. Outside, Pasadena glittered beneath the night sky. Beautiful. But inside the hotel suite, I already knew the truth. This summer was becoming dangerous in ways I never expected.

Yes, I want to be remembered, but not that way. "Hey, lover girl." I holler at Simone, signaling for her to come over. The sun went down hours ago and it's a beach party with bonfires lighting up the whole place. "Hey to you too." She downs a bottle of beer in one gulp and throws the empty bottle to the sand. "So, this summer ended, and so did my relationship." "Wait, what? What happened with you and Tom?" "I'm too high to explain right now. I just need a bed, a pillow and enough middle fingers for the male species because men ain't shit."

Her hands squeeze her breasts. Rowen strokes himself as she rides his face, matching her rhythm. I match it too, my own hand slick with lube, breathing hard into the fabric in my hands. Summer’s getting close—I can see it in her face, in the arch of her back. I’m close too. “You gonna cum for us, Summer?” I ask. “Yes...” she whimpers. “What about you, Rowen?” He doesn’t speak, but through the mindlink I hear him: Yes. This pussy is too sweet not to.

“You need one more cup of that… thing.” I nodded, glancing at Summer, who was donning a white two-piece bikini that matched her golden-brown skin. She looked like an absolute goddess with her curls brushing her shoulder. “Can you make me something strong? I really need it.” I sat down on the empty stool and met Emma’s eyes in the mirror. “Emma, I need to look more sexy. More… I don’t know. I don’t want to look like this for sure.” “Babe, you are sexy.” She glanced at Summer, who was making some pink drink that looked scary. “But it’s your birthday. We’ll do whatever you want.”

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

Summer moved her ankles and realized that Jasper had unchained her. Summer got off the bed anxiously, trying to find Jasper. He seemed to have gone out. A house without Jasper seemed even emptier. It was still snowing outside. The first snowfall in Sea City this year seemed to be heavier than previous years. Everything was snowy white outside the window. “Casper, this is Summer. I am in Jasper’s mansion. Come and pick me up.” She used the landline to call Casper. She anxiously wanted to find Benjamin.

gays? I might be making things up, but I wouldn't deny it if they came out holding hands or kissing one another. Summer is breathing softly, her body sweaty when I walked into the room. I start taking off her clothes as she's feeling heat. "Let me just open the windows," I murmur. "Sure, I'm feeling heat. It's too much in here," she says. I don't climb on the bed, only watch her snore softly again, each sound a melody to my ear.

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.