Summer Temptation Novels & Stories

Her heart slammed against her ribs. He didn’t wait for a response. Just gave her that same slow smile, turned, and disappeared down the hall. The door clicked shut behind him. Emma flopped back onto the pillows, staring at the ceiling again, body thrumming with something dangerous and electric. This summer was going to ruin her. She already knew it.

The orgasm was building again, spiraling up from the pit of her stomach. "Now!" Mitch shouted. "Right now!" As both men exploded inside her, Autumn's orgasm roared through her like wildfire, burning her up, shaking her, pushing her from one plane to the next. Her pussy spasmed again and again, her hips rocking back and forth, riding first one man then the other. It seemed to go on forever, stretching her on a rack of desire that was beyond anything she'd ever felt. As if it had a mind of its own, her hand continued stimulating her clit, rubbing and rubbing, as the men shouted and pumped their semen inside the latex reservoirs.

she replies, smiling. Oh, wow, that went better than I thought it would, “Promise? You aren’t just saying that?” I question, “Promise. We are on the same page.” She answers. I instantly relaxed, knowing we were thinking the same, for now, but there was a chance my recent thoughts would reappear, but I will just continue to fight them for the rest of our time because after the summer, we go back to our lives and possibly not see each other. “What do you want to do today?” I ask, “Or do you want to write some more?” I added.

said Megan, smiling. "How about we take a photo together? Soon the sun will set," said Samuel excitedly. The man signaled his two daughters to come closer. "With my clothes like this? Seriously! What if the reporters found out about this? They would really make a disgusting article," said Megan rejecting her husband's idea. "Did you forget? We've rented the whole beach and there will be no one here except us. And this is just for a memory. I think your clothes are okay. It still looks sexy," said Samuel while emphasizing the word sexy in his wife's ear.

Time had flown past so fucking quickly. Summer had chosen an unconventional college that allowed their art students to graduate much earlier, unlike other colleges, if the student was exceptional, and her big exam was coming up. Lifting her hand to me, she held out a spoon full of the ice cream with a wink, a silent invitation….a fucking temptation.

I slap my hands on my mouth in hope to redo my actions somehow. Please, don't let him find me. Please, don't let him find me. Please, don't let him find- "Here you are." His malicious and creepy voice travelled to my ears and a sob caught in my throat. Go away! Go away! "Open the door for me, baby." He says calmly but his voice sound equally sick as his mind. I clutch the fabric of my summer dress tighter in my fists and press my knees harder against my chest as if it would magically disappear ne from here and take me to some safe place.

The head of the orphanage found me in the middle of the scorching summer, which was why he named me Theros Sommar. When Daisy learned of it, she then said that moving forward, the summer solstice every year would be my birthday. She then prepared birthday gifts for me and even baked a birthday cake for me to celebrate. Ever since my gastric bleeding the other day, she had forbidden me from drinking again. But the mood back then had been just right, so I pestered her until she gave in and allowed me to drink some red wine. One thing led to another, and that night, she finally gave herself wholly to me.

Not ever. Summer sat by the window, staring out into the darkness. The cold breeze from the open window brushed against her skin, but the chill in the air was nothing compared to the unease gnawing at her chest. Hilda had just left for the night, and now she was alone, consumed by thoughts of what Jessica was planning. Her mind couldn't settle, turning over the conversation she'd overheard earlier. Jessica's words echoed in her mind—When the foxes leave tomorrow, Summer will go with them.

He doesn't want to be judgemental, but a few of them might be delinquent from appearance. He took the liberty to watch from above, his mind wandering who those new faces were around. He hasn't gone outside in a while, the community lacks children playing outside and the nearest park is across the highway he doesn't have a heart to take a leap into. "Don't you think the coach is working us out early? Tomorrow's the practice match and this is a 3-week training camp." "I'll be skin and bones if we continue to run in this humidity." "I never liked Summer."

Anna pressed her lips together in a smile and set the watch on the table. “I’ll pass. I don’t have a thing for being wiretapped.” My hand stiffened. She sat down across from me and propped her chin on her hand as she asked with a smile, “Dr. Summer, did you enjoy the show last night? I even brought my purse into the bedroom on purpose so you could hear more clearly. Oh, but there were probably some parts that you missed. After all, John doesn’t just like to do it in the bedroom. He enjoys other places even more.”