Novel & Cerita A Touch Of Sweetness Novel Free

Hello dear readers and subscribers, thank you all for your comments and support. I have decided to make this chapter free as a New Year’s gift to you all. Happy 2022! Kayola sneaks cookies And a bottle of milk Into her lover’s cell He ravenously eats them But that’s not all He eats tonight!

he called, his eyes boring into hers. Something about those damn eyes weakened every nerve in her body, and she suddenly relaxed. She stopped struggling to free herself from him. "You clearly want this Reese." He lifted his hand and brushed his fingers over her cheeks. "Why are you depriving yourself of the pleasure you could be soaking in?" She drew in a breath to cool off the heat burning in the pit of her stomach. "I don’t want anything." But that was a lie. Her body burned and craved for his touch.

He exuded a sweet scent as he was covered and devoured by countless golden bees. The very moment he vanished, I felt a surge of immense power coursing through my body. My mouth was instantly filled with a bittersweet taste. I savored it. It was the taste of greed and corruption in the depths of Nicholas' soul. Within it, I gained a strange, chilling satisfaction. The world changed before my eyes. I stretched out my fingers as if I could touch the floating dust particles of hope in the air. I completely lost the ability to taste anything else. Only the sweetness of that fruit remained on my tongue.

“What reward?” Without another word, I leaned in, letting my lips press against hers. Her lips tasted like the faint remnants of her drink, yet there was an underlying sweetness that was purely her. Feeling her respond under me, feeling the trust in her touch—I couldn’t resist her, even if I wanted to. She tasted sweet, her softness melting under me as her face turned, her whole body following suit, pressing closer, brazen and unguarded.

Dear Readers, Before you begin Adam and Joy’s story, please know that Say You’re Mine was previously published under the title Seduce Me Sweetly. This second edition has been lightly edited and changed to better fit the overall feel of the rest of my catalogue. All my best, Iris

My fingers moved on their own, gently rubbing her forehead, trying to ease the heat beneath my touch. I let my lips trail small, careful kisses along her neck, feeling the softness of her skin beneath my mouth. It wasn’t lust. It wasn’t hunger. It was something sweeter, gentler— a quiet pleasure that made me crave more of her presence, more of this closeness. A sweet, numb pleasure. I let my fingers slip into her hair, threading through the strands—only for them to get stuck midway in the gentle tangles. A small smile tugged at my lips.

I smiled shyly at my not so secret desire anymore. THE END Thank you for reading to the end. I would be very happy to see a 1-2 sentences review with your opinion on the story. Stay safe! P.S.: If you are hungry for more stories like this - please, check my new book /not edited yet/ with the scent of cinnamon and warm Christmas mood: https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/31000002078/null/You-want-to-be-mine Or this new steamy story /not edited yet/ about a shameless girl and her many dates:

Liam leaned in again, lips brushing the sensitive skin just below her ear. “I can feel how wet you are already,” he murmured. “All from me touching you under a library table. Imagine what you’ll feel like when I actually get my hand inside these jeans.” Maya’s eyes fluttered. She was breathing too fast. The cursor on the shared document blinked on an empty line. Somewhere far across the floor a chair scraped, but no one came near them.

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The transition was just too mundane. Reaching the room, I had her pressed against the door, kissing the plane of her neck. I got the taste of her mouth and I got drunk. Sweet and balmy, I just wanted more. I could still remember the smell of her skin and the softness of it all. The floral scent that had invaded my nose was strong and it was turning me on. I love that smell in a woman. Fresh and new. I wasn't drunk nor tipsy. I was sober, and I was eager to bury myself inside her, which was unusual for me. It had me thinking about how I became so overly eager, thus when she asked for a shot before going all the way, I let go, groaning frustratedly. I'd almost had my hand in between her legs w