He twisted back and let himself cook in wet heat, then stepped out.

The tears came again; their wet heat soaked her cheeks.

This time he felt some pain, and a wet heat as blood ran down his arm.

The soft wet heat was like a pall around us.

The wet heat of his body became a clammy chill.

His tongue spiraled down into the wet heat of her mouth.

He could feel her wet heat through his jeans.

The "wet heat" would cause scalding if the temperature were set much higher.

"I want to feel your hot, wet heat wrapped around me."