All Chapters of Burning Passion{steamiest short stories}: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Thankfully, it was a short drive to his penthouse. Rumor had it that he brought no one here, as he preferred hotels (well he could surely afford them) for his various dalliances.As soon as they entered, without warning, he put his hands on the back of her thighs and nudged her legs apart. In a single, swift movement, he lifted her off the ground. She squealed in happiness and wrapped her legs around his waist. Vanessa could feel his hard cock pressing against her as he carried her over to the bed, and gently set her down on the edge, his lips pressed against hers the entire time."Fuck," he said, staring in awe at her, prompting her to lean forward and kiss him again. Each time his lips touched hers, he felt a tiny shock shoot through his body, nearly leaving him short of breath. Vanessa let one leg rest across David’s lap, and he ran his hand up my soft, smooth leg. She shivered as he touched her, his hands leaving a trail of goose pimples behind them as she felt tingling througho

After a short nap, I went down to start dinner. Janet still wasn't home so I called to check on her. She told me that she had talked to Stevie a few minutes ago to let him know she wouldn't be home for another couple of hours. She knew that I hadn't been particularly fond of him so she promised that this would be the only time that she would leave me alone with him for so long.“No problem,” I assured her. “Stevie and I have come to an understanding.”“Wonderful,” she cheered before ending our call.I put my phone down to get back to my dinner preparations. I was washing carrots in the sink when Stevie came up behind me and started massaging my shoulders. He showered my neck with some soft, sensual kisses before hiking my skirt up over my ass. He dropped to a squat and slid my panties off. In a blink of an eye, he spread my cheeks and slowly slid his tongue up the crack of my ass.He slid his tongue back and forth until it landed on my asshole. He rimmed it as he swung his fingers a

A couple of afternoons later, I went downstairs to find them making out on the couch. They were petting heavily. My jealousy was aroused as I watched her rub his cock through his shorts. Stevie noticed me standing there and gently pushed Janet away. She turned her head to see me as I made my entrance into the living room.“Sorry, Mom,” she apologized. “I was just trying to butter Stevie up to go with us to the movies. He's acting like a macho man,” she giggled.“No, way!” he said. “I love you, but please, I absolutely do not want to join you and your girlfriends to go see some chic flick. How about a horror movie instead?”“No way Babe. Chic flick it is.”“Then how about I just stay here and get some work done on my laptop? I'm still a little behind.” he negotiated.“Ah, go with them, Stevie,” I joined in. “There's nothing wrong with a guy catching a good chic flick now and then.” “What's wrong, Ms. Trotter,” he quickly replied. “I thought you and I were getting along great. Do you

I dropped my clothes in the laundry room on the way up to my bedroom. I went into the bathroom and turned my shower on full blast. I picked out my favorite body wash and grabbed my loofah as the water heated up to the proper temperature. The shower filled with steam and I got in. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation of the warm water rushing down my body.When I opened my eyes, Stevie was standing by the showering grinning ear to ear. I looked down to see that his cock had somehow regained power. He jiggled it at me again and stepped into the shower with me. He was going to kill me I thought. There was no way I could handle another round without at least a brief respite. I was too prideful to admit that to Stevie so I just welcomed him into my shower and hoped for the best.“But what about Janet?” I was barely able to ask.“She texted, they stopped for some drinks after the movie. We have a little more time.”He turned me towards him and dropped to his knees. He stuck his tongue

Sometimes she liked to think about what would happen if one of them fell beside her, jogging with her. They would occasionally steal looks at one another and sometimes catch the other person checking them out, at which point they'd smile at each other.She imagined them heading into the park, jogging across it. It would be quiet in her fantasies with no one else around.Suddenly, he'd stop - her mystery man - and he'd grab hold of her hand, turning her toward him. They'd look at one another, panting from their exertion, both of themFull of anticipation as they knew what was coming Then he’d pull her to him and begin to kiss her. She’d kiss him back, just as eager as he was.Then he’d drag her into the bushes. Then they’d be on the floor, kissing, tearing at one another’s clothes.She thought about being on top of him, looking down at him. She’d grip him between her powerful thighs. His hands would be on her body - on the bare skin between her leggings and her running top. She’d pul