A Touch Of Sweetness Free นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He reached past me, grabbed the printout held it up between us with one hand while the other kept teasing me through my panties, applying slow maddening pressure. “Read the headline,” he said. My voice came out shaky. “‘Unlock Summer: Bold Flavors, Zero Guilt’…” He hummed against my neck, approving. Fingers slipped under the lace now found my bare clit. Circled once. “Keep going.” I tried as much as I could, to keep my voice steady. “‘Our new line of low-sugar… ah…’” He pushed two fingers inside me, curling them forward to hit that spot that made my toes curl in my heels.

Of course, Brooklyn doesn't think that's possible, but I won't give up this time. As cheesy as I secretly am, I listened to "fight song" by Rachel Platten on the way here to gain confidence. And now I'm panting and armed with Daria's weakness—Ben & Jerry's strawberry cheesecake. I know she hates my guts for leaving her for three months without a word exchanged, but can she fight her inner cravings?

Ezekiel kissed my inner thighs softly, then looked up at me with a satisfied, hungry smile, his lips and chin glistening with my arousal. “You taste even better than I imagined,” he murmured, his voice rough. I could barely speak, still trying to catch my breath, my body buzzing with aftershocks. Ezekiel kissed me deeply, his tongue sliding against mine, letting me taste myself on him. The flavor was musky, slightly sweet, and strangely erotic. When he pulled back, he pressed his thumb over my swollen lips, eyes dark with lust. “See how good you taste?” he asked, voice low and rough.

I marvel at how a simple shower could elevate my spirits and ignite a joyful glow within me. Feeling an exhilarating spark flickering to life deep inside, I grin, whispering, “This is fantastic,” as I admire the bottle of 'Sweet Love'. As I gently applied the lotion, its texture was reminiscent of a silky cream, and the delightful scent wafted around me, a luscious blend of honey and warm milk that seemed to dance across my senses, tempting and sweet enough to almost savor. Once finished, I slipped into my new silk hip-hugger lace set—a delicate blush pink that hugged my curves perfectly, highlighting my femininity and offering a thrilling hint of sensuality. The fabric felt exquisite agains

“I said a lot of things that night, including how you were the sweetest thing I had ever had. Of course, all of that was a lie. Surely, you didn’t think I was actually telling the truth?” He shook his head. “Will it kill you to be sweet just once? I mean, you’re asking to fuck me, can’t you conjure up any iota of sweetness?” I chuckled as I undid my zip. “You’ll get sweetness from Ivy, not from me. Sweetness doesn’t get you anything. Instead, it gets you played, it ruins you…”

“You’re so sweet, Elena. I bet you taste even better.” Taslah’s hand slipped down Elena’s arm to her waist, her thumb brushing against the soft flesh, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. She stepped closer, the scent of sex and champagne thick in the air around them. “Come with me. We won’t bite. Much.”

“I love the way you touch me. I love how you push me to the limit. I love how you’ve bulldozed through whatever sexual boundaries I might’ve thought I had. I love every single thing we’ve done together.” “But?” “But it doesn’t always have to bawdy. Sometimes it can be…sweet.” He froze. “Let me show you sweet. Let me make love to you. No lights. No sex toys. No games. No dirty talk. Just you and me and the potential of what it can be between us, Cash.” For once, he wished he could see her face. He reached for her anyway. “Is this because you need sweetness tonight?” “No.” Gemma’s lips clung to his after she kissed him. “It’s because you do.”

'Mmm hmm', she softly hums, lowering her gaze demurely as she caught a pair of eyes, piercing and passionate, staring at her flushed face. His touch felt like some caramel melting in the mouth, you crave, you savour the delight, the sweetness ever so addicting however toxic for diabetics, the taste's still alluring, similar is his arousing and lascivious seduction, perhaps an innocent one. But, the blaze in his chocolate orbs portrays a deep rooted hunger, an ardent carnal lust to claim her, his forever.

They are so overwhelming like this and I love it and can’t focus on anything all at the same time. “I..I like it…when all of you touch me like this. It kind of scrambles my brain.” Oliver rubs me against him again. “Oh, f*ck! Yes, that feels so good.” I let my head rest in Cam’s hand, letting my eyes close so I can focus on feeling. “Can you handle more, Sweetness?” “Yes, please.”

I feel them—a cool, electric tingle that vibrates in my organs. "We are rewriting the substrate," Echo whispers. "Accept the data." Alex reaches for a bowl on the server rack. Warm honey. He dips his fingers in. He drags them across my breasts. The sticky, heavy sweetness is a shock. It smells like earth and flowers—a fierce reminder of the biological world I’m leaving behind. "Feel the sugar," Alex murmurs, teasing my nipples. Then, champagne. He pours a little on my neck. It fizzes, cold and sharp. He licks it off, his tongue hot and rough.