Novel & Cerita A Touch Of Sweetness Novel Free

When his fingers dipped into my underwear, I grit my teeth. “You’re so wet, Nova,” he said softly, lips and nose pressed into my neck. Damian was the one touching me, but he sounded just as affected as I was. His finger slipped past my clit, finding my hole where he spread my arousal around. I peered down, seeing his tattooed hand disappearing into my lacy underwear. I smirked—I liked how that looked. The tip of his finger dipped into my hole, feeling me just for a second and I heard him groan.

She guided his hand, which was already resting on her thigh, to move higher, sliding over her very short black dress until it brushed against the thin, triangular piece of fabric she was wearing underneath. "You’re still free to touch me even though our relationship is over, Will," Cassandra whispered again, right in front of his lips. "You’re still free to do whatever you want to me so all the weight on your mind can disappear." Kissing William again, Cassandra deliberately began to move seductively against something that had grown fully tense beneath her. When she met no real resistance, she gently caressed William’s sharp jawline. Not stopping there, she continued to guide his hand to tou

"She melted against him, her hands gripping his jacket while his other hand slowly slid her back, pressing her against the cold brick wall. His touch was confident, and she arched into him, surrendering to the moment. Her dress hiked up, the fabric sliding to her waist, as his fingers slowly traced the bare skin of her steamy thigh, his touch was ungently rough as she shivered at the touch." Pinky's eyes widened as she read the "ungently rough." It was a new sensation, one she had never experienced. She sat on the floor of her new house, the dust motes dancing in the sunbeams, and read the words as if they were a spell. Then Pinky's eyes widened as she read the "ungently rough." It was as Pi

My eating schedule was a pure mess. While eating the ice cream, I craved tomato soup. I asked Bright to especially make the cream of tomato soup because I loved it so much. Then I gave Bright the cooking book and asked him to try to impress me. Bright kept the tray on the coffee table. I bent forward and brought my face near it, sniffing in the scent. It smelled nice. Then I took a look at it its colour and tested the thickness. Everything was perfect.

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"Order all what you want." "Hmm, what's with you is the same for me," she replied. When our order arrived, we ate immediately. While Angel was eating, I couldn't look at her straight. I can't deny that she's beautiful too. Her gentle face is smooth. What? I said she's beautiful? No! Erase, erase. I can't fall in love with her because I'm just pranking my sweetness. I will prank her until she confess. "Are you okay? Why aren't you eating yet?" She suddenly asked me. It was too late when I realized I was stunned. What's happening to me?

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.

“You don’t need that. You need… real warmth. A real touch.” My breath hitched. The air between us was thick, charged with unspoken desires. My heat, already raging, flared hotter, responding to her proximity, to the unspoken promise in her eyes. Her scent, now fully released, enveloped me, a heady mix of winter berries, musk, and something uniquely Selene, something sharp and intoxicating.

Hehehe Anyways, all I just want to tell you is that don't be obsessed. Whether the person you love does not want you or you are in a relationship, keep obsession out of it. Love is sweet. Taste it ~Author Honeybeehive POV~ Thank you for giving my book a chance, couldn’t have been more grateful. I am really glad I could write this book. I hope one day, when this book goes popular, I will be here to celebrate with you. Thank you once again. Don't forget to check my other books♥️

The rich, dark squares sat between us like a peace offering. He reached for one of the brownies first, his long fingers moving through the air. For the briefest second, his skin brushed against mine. It was just a light, casual touch, but it sent a tiny, electric jolt up my arm. The rich scent of cocoa and sugar filled the small space between us, so thick and sweet it almost felt like I could taste it on my tongue. I tore off a small piece of my own brownie. It was still a little warm from the oven, and the melted chocolate inside was gooey, sticking slightly to my fingertips.