That's Kinda Hot Novels & Stories

“Oh, please,” she snorts, leaning in like she’s about to drop some gospel truth. “Can I tell you why she’s cozying up to Mr. Hot-as-hell over there instead of sitting here with your sorry ass?” “Not interested,” I say fast, because I already know the answer, and I’m a coward when it comes to these things. “And he’s not THAT hot.” Thalia cranes her neck for a better look, eyebrows raised so high they could compete with the Golden Gate Bridge.

“I’m just saying… He’s really hot.” “I gotta admit,” Bella agreed on a serious nod. “I might even cheat on BOB for someone like that. He just has this quiet, intense…yumminess about him.” “He reminds me of JB,” Teagan murmured on a happy sigh. “All serious and brooding hot. Like a pressure cooker, he contains everything inside, which means he’s probably just as explosive in bed whenever you, you know, unbottle him.” She glanced at me. “Yeah, you should totally tap that.”

It feels like I am grinding on a hard rock. I could easily feel him from my thin denim shorts which made my body feel hotter even though there is a strong wind here throughout the resort. "Fuck, baby! You are so hot!" he hardly said while looking at my healthy boobs that are still moving from earlier because of the way I grinding myself on him. "But are you sure, baby? Please, know that you do not have to do this yet. I know that you know that I can afford to wait until you are really ready to do such things like these," he hoarsely added while looking at me straight into my eyes, being concerned while his hands are now caressing me up and down on both sides of my waist.

Seriously, what is happening to me? He turned around and walked to the whiteboard. He started writing on it after picking up the marker. I moved my head down. I don't want to look at him. He is making me crazy. "Oh, my god, Inaya. Our English professor is so hot." Anu whispered in my ear. "You can date him. I'm giving you the green signal." I glared at him instantly. She is saying nonsense. "What? Don't you find him hot?" She asked, raising her brows in shock. I think she has lost her mind. He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor.

Jamal has decided to throw us a barbeque party, and Natasha dropped by about half of an hour ago. I step out feeling okay with myself, and it’s all that matters. The patio is literary on fire and the alluring smell of grilled ribs, Korean style, catches my nostrils. Ooh, baby I love your ways . . . Bob Marley's voice fills the air, urging my lips to move in synch. It quickly makes me think of 'Jumanji' when Ruby fought the enemies while dancing the song. I like sweet reggae, and you can't go wrong with the combination of Kevin Hart and Dwayne Johnson.

Unzipping the heavy canvas, I reached past my textbooks and pulled out Michael's coffee-stained shirt. As I held the white fabric in my hands under the dim light of my bedroom, my mind traitorously drifted back to the classroom. Against my will, the image of Michael standing half-naked right in front of me flashed vividly in my mind. I could still clearly picture the extreme, rigid definition of his six-pack abs, the broad, powerful cut of his shoulders, and the dangerous heat radiating from his sun-kissed skin. He looked like an apex predator, and I had been close enough to feel the warmth of his breath. Even now, standing alone in the dark, the memory made my face flush bright red.

She asked. “A boiling hot pot filled with it's goodness!”

"Yeah, I got three pairs. Glad you like 'em." Dad extends his hand, asking. I step forward, accepting. His fingers capture the edge of the leg, like last time, the back of his fingers against my leg. I quiver; I can't control it. "Fabric like this, that new stuff, much cooler, right?" Not right fucking now, I think, I'm so hot I'm gonna burst into flames. "Yeah, great for summer; I love 'em."

“Fucking hell. These melons are ripe as hell.” “Nora, please you know I can suck them now if you want. I might as well finish what he started in dreamland.” She said jokingly. Deep down I knew she wasn’t joking. I saw the lust in her eyes and I fucking loved it. “Girl, you can do whatever you want. I’m horny anyway, but one day Mr Fredrick’s dick would be mine.” We both burst into laughter. She climbed on me but midway, I stopped her. “Wait.” Her soft body pressing down… while her tits mashed against mine through our thin tops. I felt her heat immediately.

READY TO DRAIN BALLS 🍑💦 Keisha's Pov "Fuck! I'm so fucking horny I could ride a doorknob right now." Mira moaned in a breathy voice from the king sized bed. I turned and looked at her, letting out a chuckle. My best friend, Mira, was sprawled out, lean thighs spread wide, her tiny pink thong pushed to side so her waxed pussy was on full display. She had sure been tampering with her pussy, which looked swollen and gushing.