A Touch Of Sweetness Novels & Stories

I can’t see her. I close my eyes and reach for the bond. I’ve been ignoring it with everything in me so that I don’t go mad, so it takes a second to tune in, but when I do, heat suffuses my chest. It’s pure sweetness. Not cloying or sickening, not like candy or syrup. Like honeysuckle. Light and airy. Delicate. My heart cracks. I didn’t have enough of her. Not nearly enough.

The tingling sensation where he had touched her lingered, leaving her with a mix of confusion and curiosity. Meanwhile, Sweet still stood in his living room, his mind racing with thoughts he couldn't quite grasp. He was used to being in control, but Seline had managed to elicit a reaction from him that he hadn't anticipated. He tried to brush off the sensation, but it lingered, leaving him feeling unsettled and strangely drawn to her.

Steve was lost in thoughts. He could not forget the delicate arms with soft warmth wrapped around his neck. He pulled her close and kissed her lips with a compelling hunger he had never experienced in his entire life. He pried her mouth open, plunging into her mouth without hesitation. Saving the sweet vanilla flavour of her velvety tongue. She was like a breath of fresh air, very innocent and refreshing. He deepened the kiss drawing her lower lips into his mouth and sucked greedily.

The sweet-tart flavor spread between them, juice and warmth mingling. His voice dropped, husky. “This batch really is the sweetest.”

I got my bouquet, I got a question, are you trying to give me diabetes or perhaps get me hooked on sugar? It takes him a few minutes before he texts me back. ... oh no, the only thing I'd want you hooked on is me Stormie and I'd never make you sick! do you not like sweets? .... the only time I really have sweets is when I'm suffering monthly, I'm not too crazy about sweets but thank you though, it's just the sugar rush of energy I needed to get through the afternoon ... you're very welcome Stormie ... what are you up to though?

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.

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.

Wish I could say that. "Yeah..." I whispered. "Just don't bury your face to my neck." "Oh you mean, like this?" and he dipped his mouth in my neck. I can really feel his mouth! I almost hear myself squeak. He chuckled. "You sounded like a kid. Can I do it again?" He whispered. "If you don't stop, I'll break your fingers one by one..." I threatened. "Hmm, fine then..." This is too much. Every time he opens his mouth, my whole body is on fire!

I was going crazy with my desire for her though I was enraged with what she did. "H-honey please. don't be mad. I'm sorry..." she uttered while trying hard not to cry. I didn't answer. My eyes went down her cleavage. I couldn't think straight now. Her tits which were rising and falling because of her ragged breathing felt so soft against my chest. "S-sorry. I'm really sorry honey," her voice was like a whisper which made me close my eyes for a moment. The way she called me honey was music to my ears. I opened my eyes and looked at her pretty features. Her dark brown eyes were misty but smoky.

it's sooo sweet. she sobbed in my arms....and started pushing me.....she didnt know i will hug her as much as I want..even....of course i will kiss her also today...because she became mine... i made her wear a simple necklace..in this necklace there has a small ring with red ruby...and don't forget this tracker in it......i knew i was mad ...but only for her 😌 After giving the necklace... i kissed his forehead...she closed her eyes tightly and made her body freeze...I liked the submission in her body...but I knew she was not submissive...