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.

"She was begging for my help, and I pushed her away! All because of your lies!" Melora turned blue. She struggled wildly. Artemis pulled his crazed wife away. But his eyes looking at Melora were as cold as death. Zale stood up slowly. The pressure of the Sea God crashed down on Melora like a mountain. "Melora." His voice was a low rumble, like a judgment passed in the depths of Tartarus. "You took the Golden Apple. You killed Kressa." "No!" Melora shook her head wildly. "I really needed that apple!"

A drop of red wine trickled down his graceful jawline and flowed with the movement of his mouth to his sexy Adam's apple. Cecil prodded. "I bet there are countless women who would love to get on their knees and lick this drop of red wine. I've come up with a great idea, and tomorrow I'm going to launch a wine in my bar called "Vince's Adam's apple ". Women could drink it while fantasizing about kissing your throat knot. Oh my God, this scene is so sexy and erotic. I'm such a business genius, I must have made a fortune from it."

Charles calmed himself but his Adam’s apple betrayed him. It bobbed repeatedly. “Please… please… make love with me, Mr.,” Emily suddenly groaned in a sweet desperate tone.

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?"

His mouth grew apart a little and a sharp breath flew out as his eyes darkened, bearing the same color of a deep blue sea in the dead of the night. His eyes never left hers as he openly admired her. He curled his fingers into a fist, raised it to his mouth, and bit into it, a die-hard habit of his. But Ophelia didn't fail to see how his Adam's apple bobbed up, which indicated that he had taken a huge gulp.

We heard Jimmy before we saw him. His voice was really loud and he was being dramatic as usual because his voice sounded like ease definitely fake crying. What was wrong with him for goddess sake, I was almost as pissed as Adam because Jimmy had clearly ruined what it was that we were having going on. Adam’s hands were still on my waist, but his face was long longer in mine, instead it was on my neck and he we groaning into it. At this point, I did not even blame him. I knew Jimmy was moving closer as his voice sounded near. Adam and I were still tangled in our hugs, I could not even bring myself to separate from him.

And because of my action, Prince Louis' sexy Adam's apple bobbed. He was breathing heavily, gazing down at me, his eyes gradually turning intense.

My eyes diverted to his Adam's apple, which was clearly visible as he rested on the couch and slept. I leaned closer to his neck and covered his Adam's apple with my mouth, beginning to suck on it. I was as hungry as hell, and since he wasn't waking up, I thought I'd eat him instead and see if that would wake him up. I used my tongue to tease him, and when I felt his Adam's apple move, a sign that he gulped, a smirk appeared on my face. "Baby daddy?" I called, on the verge of crying since he didn't open his eyes. I continued to whine while still sucking on his Adam's apple, much like how kids suck on their fingers.

I explained and he raised his eyebrows and nodded. "But that doesn't explain why your leg hurt." He insisted. I sighed. How was I going to tell him? "Well," I started, I unsure of how to start. "Tell me." He pressed. "Okay. Remember how I told you over the phone that Adam never changed?" I asked. "Yeah," he nodded, "I couldn't believe that. I still can't. Were you serious?" I frowned. "With everything that's been happening today, do you think I'd have been joking about that?" I asked.