Ariasaki Hot Novels & Stories

"I'll admit, I'm relieved to hear that no one has ever had their hands on you except for me. But I'm also a little surprised. I don't think you realize exactly how desirable you are." I bite my lip and try not to smile as big as I want to. Hearing Santos say that fills me with so much joy. Instead, I point to the parking lot of the restaurant. "Turn right here." When we step into Akashi, I watch out of the corner of my eye to see what he thinks of my new favorite eatery. He seems impressed with the ambiance and also with the menu. "This is a really neat place, Mari," he remarks when we're seated and he's glancing over his choices. "I'm glad you brought me here. I've always wanted to try sake

“What’s its name?” “Aki,” I said. “He’s a Havanese. He found Toby first.” The woman got down to her knees and reached out to stroke Aki’s head. “Thank you for finding Toby.” Aki stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail. He looked damn pleased. When she stood again, she said, “I’m Sakura. What’s your name?” Sakura? As in the Japanese Sakura? As in cherry blossom Sakura? I must admit the name fit her perfectly.

Mikashi moaned softly against his lips. Takumo turned to Takiari. He pulled her onto his lap in the water. His hard length pressed against her. He entered her slowly. The hot water helped him slide deep inside. Takiari rode him with strong movements. Her red hair floated around them. Mikashi and Aridoari kissed her shoulders and touched her body.

“You sound exhausted.” “Rather. I’m sleepy. That cunning Tristan, he kept pouring me wine, and now my head is spinning.” Eagerly sitting in the comfortable armchair, Mary said, “Typical of him.” Katherine sat on the other armchair while Akira lay on the sofa opposite Sakura. “That was the best meal ever,” Akira said. “The seafood is top notch. Loved it. Just loved it.” Katherine agreed. “Yep, one of the best meals I’ve ever had as well. I agree with the seafood. It’s so fresh.”

I rocked her, wordless, until she fell asleep, exhausted and conquered. Last year, on a business trip to Tokyo. In the hotel room overlooking the megacity, I had ordered her to stand naked at the window, facing the sea of lights, while I worked on my computer. The humiliation of being displayed, even without witnesses, made her tremble all over. She stood there, obedient, offered, until I wanted her. Then I took her standing up, her reflection and that of the city's neon lights merging on the windowpane.

Chapter 107 – Yakiniku Under the Stars **August 31, 2032 – Friday evening, Nakamura house backyard, Hot Springs, Arkansas** The sun has dipped below the lake horizon, leaving the sky a deep indigo streaked with fading pink. Strings of warm fairy lights drape across the backyard fence—soft gold glow mingling with the flicker of the charcoal grill. The Nakamura house backyard has been transformed into an open-air yakiniku spot: long low table on tatami mats, portable grills sizzling, thin-sliced beef and pork marinated in soy-sesame, vegetables skewered, mushrooms glistening with garlic butter.

Asahi was an extrovert and if he wanted to talk, you wouldn't have to ask him before he would start spurting like a tube of lube. After getting all that he felt he needed for the winter and some gifts for Lydia who had hinted that his life might depend on it, Ben decided to treat Asahi to a meal as a way of saying 'Thank you'. Maybe it will improve the man's mood. But to his surprise, Asahi said he had already booked a room for them in one of the 7 star hotels hanging around the mall. Glad the stressful part of eating had been taken care of, Ben told his driver to follow Asahi's instructions and soon they were at the exquisite hotel.

New rich. I follow my lovely partner who sits in a small table in the corner. “On your right.” I hear him mumble with a low voice. I turn and search between five men sitting together until I spot a familiar face. Akiyama Tatsuki. The waiter approaches our table and asks, “Would you like to order drinks?” The Black Tiger points to a drink on the menu card and the waiter stares at me shyly, “Hum, just coke for me. If you have it of course.” I chuckle awkwardly.

The flavor, though good, is accompanied by a spiciness that’s making me cry. “Oh. Wow. That’s too hot,” I fan myself, breathing fire. Justine quickly hands me a drink but tricks me. It’s cold apple Saki. It does nothing to tame the burn and only helps to increase the heat. “Oh no. Water, please,” flapping my hands about. I hear the geishas giggle some, and Justine too. She gives me water and a server passes me a sugar packet. Downing, both the sting subsides. “Wow. That was too hot for me, sorry,” I say through gulps.

But, Ageru was so disappointed when Hikari replies "Wait, I was eating." Ageru thought Hikari was ready for everything that they will do next but Hikari was eating with Ayasa?! She just can't believe it. She asks Hikari "If you're on the date. Don't ask me to do this!! You just want me to see both of you together, right?" Hikari disagrees with it. He says "Don't misunderstand it. Ayasa is the one who suddenly says to me that she wanted to have a dessert here." Ageru didn't reply to Hikari after that.