A Forbidden Taste Of You Novels & Stories

He groaned softly, the sound vibrating through me, making my clit ache anew. I couldn't resist anymore. I leaned forward, my tits brushing the gown as it slipped further, and guided him to my mouth. The first taste—salty, musky, with that underlying bitterness of pre-cum—hit my tongue as I licked the tip, flat and broad, savoring the flavor. It was addictive, making my mouth water even more. I swirled my tongue around the head, tracing the ridge where it flared, dipping into the slit to coax out more. He tasted like sin, like everything forbidden I'd craved.

Sebastian wanted to pull them so hard from each other but he didn't do anything rather he opened his mouth. Ohh...wow.great...in this whole fucking palace. You found her. I mean HER. A manipu lative bitch, a gold digger.Ohhh sorry.... This is not your fault at all Alex. I understand you came here just yesterday then how can you know her character. But you..uhhh.you did not leave a chance to trap him. Right. "He couldn't control himself anymore and spat venomously" I cant believe this." He was running his fingers repeatedly through his hair not knowing why he was acting so strange.

" The passion in and desire in his eyes tells me that he will show me over and over again. Please comment and vote for me and if you want to, you can follow me on f******k and i*******m under the name M.D. LaBelle. Thank you.

The Air was heavy, the night was cold. Everything was blurry, Shania's body tensed, wavering as a yearning rushed up her chest. A craving she had never felt before. Her lashes half lowered, and there was a faint, intent pull between her fine brows, she wanted what he was giving her, she wanted the tension and torture and solace. The craving had brought a haze of perspiration over the surface of her skin until the fragrance of roses heightened and attained a glimmer of musk, so remarkably arousing and satisfying

Feeling it throb and swell on my tongue, swallowing every thick rope when he’s earned it. I’ve got a boyfriend who knows exactly how to wreck me. I’m already planning to sneak off campus every chance I get just to let him destroy my cunt for hours. No fucking around with boys from school though. Too close, too messy. But late at night I sometimes catch myself wondering what pussy actually tastes like. Never tried it. Never let myself cross that line. It stays a dirty little secret I rub my clit to when the mood hits.

She wanted me to stop. But how could I when she tasted like the forbidden fruit the devil himself would kill to bite again? How could I when she tasted like creamy citrus? I'd tasted every flavor this filthy earth had to offer—blood, whiskey, vengeance—but nothing burned on my tongue like Rali's pussy. If I could bottle the way she tasted, I'd drink it till madness swallowed me whole. I continued to lick and explore every contour of her pussy, even though I was already familiar with the environment. That's what obsession does.

Chapter twenty seven— forbidden fruit ☆Micaiah's POV☆ Her lips crashed into mine like a fucking storm, hungry and desperate, tasting of forbidden fruit I'd craved for years. Maliya's kiss wasn't sweet—it was raw, her tongue invading my mouth, swirling with mine in a wet, sloppy dance that made my cock twitch hard against my jeans. The kitchen became our battlefield: the cold marble counter dug into my ass, the fridge hummed like it mocked our restraint, shadows from the dim light played over her curves like they begged to be devoured. But fuck the world—it was just her, pressed tight against me, her tits heaving with each breath, nipples already peaking through that thin shirt like little in

Scott grabbed my breast and bit down on my nipples. “Ohh… fucking God.....just like that.” A moan escaped from my lips as he gritted my nipple within his teeth. This was fucking worth it. Every touch seemed to blur together until I could no longer tell where one feeling ended and the next began. “Time to show you who you truly belong to,” Damien said. He tapped his cock at the entrance of my vagina, I shivered as he worked his cock up and down my wetness. “Dammit…” I moaned as I felt his hard meat beat my dripping pussy.

But just when I thought I was going to come, he changed the rhythm. His hands spread my cheeks firmly, exposing me completely to his hunger. I felt the hot breath of his mouth further back, in that forbidden zone no one had ever touched before. I gasped in surprise when his tongue, broad and wet, lapped at my rear entrance. "Oh, God, no... not there..." I pleaded, but it was a lie. The sensation was overwhelming, dirty, and exquisitely pleasurable. He ignored my weak protests. He applied pressure with his tongue, licking my rim while his fingers penetrated my pussy with a dedication that blurred my vision.