Novel & Cerita A Touch Of Sweetness

“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.

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

“Do this. It’s not right.” I laughed low, because nothing has ever felt as right as kissing her, and I touched my lips to hers. A sharp squeak buzzed through our connection, and I tugged lightly on her bottom lip with my teeth. Fuck, she tastes sweet, like candy and Moscato wine, like summer breaking through a fall day.

Samantha gasped, the slight sting followed by the soothing of Elena's tongue. "You smell so good," Elena said, her voice husky. "Like vanilla and... you." Her hand slid between Samantha's legs, fingers brushing over her clit, making Samantha buck her hips. "Oh god," Samantha moaned, her nails digging into Elena's shoulders. Elena's touch was confident, circling her clit with just the right pressure, then dipping lower to tease her entrance. Samantha was dripping, the wetness coating Elena's fingers as she pushed two inside, curling them upward.

After a moment, I released her lips and tongue, trailing my wet kisses down to the hollow of her neck. "M-Michael, stop…" she whispered amid her panic, but she moaned near the end. Yet, when my lips traveled to a sensitive spot, she couldn't help but let out a sweet, innocent whimper. From then on, her voice turned flirtatious. As her soft moans grew more frequent with the quickening of my touch, my own restraint finally began to fray. Brushing my lips against her ear, I murmured between breaths, "Annie, do you like it when I touch you?"

He didn't smell bad, but his shirt was wet with sweat, and he might get sick again. "No, Mommy. It's just too hot here," he replied and took a bite of the cupcake. Styx grabbed the shirt and helped our son wear it. I sat back on the bed and took a cupcake. The design was simple, but it looked delicious. There was chocolate syrup on top and some icing. I took a bite, and it tasted so good it was like the heavens sang. I gave him an approving sign. "Delicious." He smiled and leaned forward to kiss my temple. "Thank you."

I imagined all the sounds he’ll make while I fucked him. Damian chuckled, scraping his teeth against the tender spot on my neck. “What’s your safe word?” Safe word. We needed a safe word. Fuck. What was he going to do to me? “I can choose for you, if you don’t mind,” he offered, laying open-mouth kisses on my skin. I nodded. “Something simple. Silver. The colour of your jewellery,” he whispered, giving me a kiss on my shoulder. I clenched my eyes shut, repeating those words in my head. It shouldn’t be too hard to remember.

I felt that I was about to faint, he moved down to my breast as he kept kissing and sucking every inch until he reached one of my breasts. He lifted the lace bra over my head and threw it, he kissed each of my nipples then he sucked on it while he massaged the other one he kept pinching it from time to time I began to moan from pleasure. His tongue played around my nipple, his warm mouth covered my nipple, then he moved to the other one and did the same as he did with the other one. When he brought the wine for he brought a bucket of ice which I totally forgot about I wanted to ask him why did he bring it for but it totally slipped away. he kissed my stomach sucking pausing at my bell bottom

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

She angrily wiped away her tears. “Babe you are what I want, I swear I was just about to tell the girl I was taken when you walked in. I love you and only you” I walked towards her as I spoke and started to remove my clothes so that I could join her in the shower “Please believe me, I want you to be my luna” I reached out to touch her, but the Alpha command was still in place and my arm would not move “Please say I can touch you again” I begged