Adam's Apple Story Novels & Stories

he asked him. “What do you think it is?” Camper asked in return. Dakar's Adam's apple moved up and down, signifying he just gulped down. He heaved a sigh and ran his hands through his hair in frustration. He walked to the bed and sat down on it, placing his elbows on his thighs and holding up his hand in his palms like he was thinking.

He swallows harshly and I notice the way the adam’s apple in his throat bobs lightly. Maybe there was a way to get out of this stupid little party -

It feels so good to do that. "Get yourself together, Ariel. You are going to regret this later," My subconscious mind screams at me, and even though I want to stop it, something seems to be in control of my body right now, and I can't even do anything. "Your... What is it called?" I click my tongue as I try to recall the name of that thing that sticks out in the necks of men. "Adam's apple, right? Well, I don't know... But yours is really sexy," I whisper to him as I touch his neck and bite my lip, and it moves under the tip of my finger, I feel this burning sensation in my body.

I want to believe he won’t ask me to pay for Sir Lennon’s sin because I have nothing to do with their problems. As the vehicle started moving, Adam's eyes got fixed on the road, but he never stopped talking, telling me stories, even though I didn’t give him any feedback. I would admit that the way he talked was entertaining. He made me listen, even though those stories were random, and he kept jumping from one story to another as he remembered them.

The deep red lips utter in evoking laughter, with her sword like heel heading to the direction from which they once walked pass. . . . " A cherry seed?!" Adam couldn't help but whisper as he strange carefully at the seed with red stripes. His eyes stared deeply at the strange but normal looking seed. " Outrageous! How dare they play with me!" His hand bang his table in fumy and a clear feeling of humiliation. " What the hell is this?!" He was fumy to think his trained private army's, would dare to play a joke on him. Anyone would be fumy, if there underlings play a bad , and not so funny joke non them.

He scrunched his brows, confused, his mouth opening to say something. My eyes caught the bit of pancake stuck to the corner of his lips, and before he could speak, he dramatically clamped his mouth shut and swallowed. Adam's apple bobbed like he was trying to make a point of it. “Huh?” he mumbled, crumbs falling from the corner of his mouth despite his effort. I groaned, rolling my eyes as I chuckled lightly. “Forget it,” I said, turning on my heel and making my way down the stairs. The music faded a bit as I descended, the noise no longer vibrating the walls now that his AirPods had taken over.

He will be the cutest thing you will ever see. "Adam." He called while snapping his fingers in front of my face. Just with the sudden snap I came back to reality and shook my head to clear those thoughts. "Um, yeah. It's because they met their doom when they became one of the top advertising companies." I said after clearing my throat. "What do you mean?" He asked with confused looks.

It was definitely fun to stay there for a while and play with his huge Adam’s apple, the very same Adam’s apple that keeps on capturing my attention every time. By the time I’ve had enough, I slowly went down to his buffed chest. Just as I sucked one of his tits, I heard him moan loud enough that I felt so accomplished. The moaning coming out of his mouth felt like a harmony. I played it for a while until something whispered to me that it’s time to travel even further.

I ask, “What are you looking at?” Turing a little stammered, Justin points at my neck, “Y-your neck…” My neck? “What about my neck?” is my neck that sexy? Never realize that. Pointing at his own throat, he then mentions in a soft voice, “Y-you have an Adam’s apple…” Adam’s apple? Who is Adam? Should I know him? Why would I have his apple? Oh FOR GOD’S SAKE just fucking stop pretending innocent, Henry Iverson! There are loopholes all over your body, haven’t you realized that you are actually a MAN? Don’t swallow that beef if you haven’t forgotten that YOU HAVE AN ADAM’S APPLE!

I watched as his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, like he was trying to keep something in. My gaze lingered on his throat for a second before I spoke again. "You sure there's nothing you want to say to me?"