A Forbidden Taste Of You 소설 & 이야기

"Now that's out of the way, we should get going. I have a date to get to. I couldn't care less. "And so? what's my business with your date?" "You're with the keys. Do I need to remind you everything? she mocked, walking away. This woman was like an addiction, you could never get enough. Everything was beginning to seem fun. All I needed was to gain just a little trust right? how hard could it possibly be. ***************** your likes and reviews mean so much to me, so do it. thanks you so much for coming this far

It drove me crazy in the best possible way, turning me into an addict for something I may probably never get again. "Fuck Kitten." He cursed against my skin, sounding almost as breathless as I was. "You're soaked for me." I threw my head onto his shoulders as he pumped his fingers in and out of me, keeping that slow hard pace. My world felt like it was been rippled apart, opening a part of me I never dared to explore. Why do forbidden things always taste so damn sweet? "Nick... don't stop." I pleaded, eliciting the softest groan from him.

“I already told you to leave me the f—” I silenced her with a kiss. Not gentle, not coaxing, but a raw, possessive claiming. A kiss that left no room for argument. Her tears mingled with the taste of whiskey, a strange, heady cocktail that ignited something primal within me. But beneath those sharper notes, I found her, a sweetness that was purely hers, a taste of us, raw and untamed.

The head brushed my lower lip, hot, silky, precum smearing across like gloss. I flicked my tongue out, tasting him—salt and skin and something darker, something that made my pussy clench hard enough to hurt. Father Elias groaned, fingers tightening in my hair. “That’s it… open wide for me.” I did. My lips stretched around the crown, tongue swirling the ridge, sucking gentle at first, savoring the weight on my tongue. He tasted forbidden—clean skin, faint soap, raw male—and I moaned around him, the vibration making his hips jerk.

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“God, what you do to me. Your taste is addictive.” He looks up at me, holding my gaze. His tongue slips out, slow and deliberate, dragging over his lips like he wants me to watch. Like he wants me to feel it before it even touches me. I’m trapped there, caught in that look. Heat pools low in my body, tight and aching. Every part of me wants to drop down and kiss him. Not just because Bianca said it was forbidden. But because I need to taste him. I need more of him.

A low growl rumbled from him, and I felt it more than heard it, vibrating through me as his hold tightened just enough to make my pulse race even faster. His teeth brushed lightly over my pulse, a dangerous promise wrapped in hunger. His fangs grazed my skin, soft enough to make me shiver, sharp enough to make my breath catch. “You taste… forbidden,” he whispered against my neck, his voice low and rough. “And oh the moon help me… I want all of you.” My knees weakened instantly. Every sound that left me, every movement of my body, betrayed me. The way I arched into him, the way I clung to him, the way I answered every touch without hesitation… it was all too much… and not enough at the same t

He knew I loved it when he spoke in his mother language. “Cazzonare.” (Tease) Before I could utter any words, he forced his thumb inside my mouth, drawing a whimper out of my throat. His long digit rubbed the gloss over my tongue, mixing it with my saliva. “What does it taste like, darling?” Strawberry. I groaned when he shamelessly explored my insides with a slow sensual pace. “You know I don’t like to repeat myself, Rosella." He orbs zeroed on my lips with lust and darkness. It was as if he wanted to me alive there and than.

He turns back to me, taking the glass from my hand, filling it and taking a drink. Another drink arrived, and he handed it to me. "Try that one…" He challenged me. I grinned at him and downed the contents of the glass he handed me. My tongue suddenly tingled from the taste. I heard him chuckle and held something out to me. "Here.." He rubbed a small piece of lemon on my lips, and I sucked his thumb, staring at him. Was it just the alcohol that made me do that? Or was I physically attracted to him? For a moment, everything around us stopped. Even the loud music seemed to fade away, the smoke and dim lights blurring in my vision. Then suddenly, he slowly kissed me.