Book Sweet Spot Novels & Stories

Of course, Brooklyn doesn't think that's possible, but I won't give up this time. As cheesy as I secretly am, I listened to "fight song" by Rachel Platten on the way here to gain confidence. And now I'm panting and armed with Daria's weakness—Ben & Jerry's strawberry cheesecake. I know she hates my guts for leaving her for three months without a word exchanged, but can she fight her inner cravings?

Well, Carter, the badboy-looking snobbish icy man, seems to be her type. "He won't introduce me to his bandmate, he'll just tutor me." "Whatever the case may be, Ade, is Zeeve not your type?" I was unable to respond to her query because I noticed Cielo coming out of our vehicle. I turn my head to look at Sancha, who had also noticed Cielo. "Hmm, your driver is quite attractive." She said in a flirtatious manner. "You were just gawking at Millenium Dreams earlier, and now at my driver? I had no idea you were also a fan of the elderly."

WARNING; matured content! ★JENNIE★ When burning desires surpass the moral self-esteem we have clung onto is when we decide to let ourselves go. I didn't know I was capable of following my guts until it was my only choice upon the lost will to hold on to the so-called principles-same principles that have amounted to nothing but heartbreak and mysteries.

Beatrice seemed like a determined type of girl, and she could go to any extent to get what she wanted. He didn't know how he came across such a woman and just wished it was someone with a simple mind, not a complicated mind. Reese was making him tired and losing hope that he would win this game. He wasn't ready to lose that shot; he had already started to imagine what it would be like to have such money and be able to do or get whatever you wanted. "We could just take this money and leave. This shouldn't be a hard task.” Jasper said, looking at her with a calm and hopeful face.

Hot air breathed through my face; I was aware people of the people near me yet no one dared to touch a single hair. There were a lot of murmurs but they were mixed ups that when they reached me, everything was already muddled. And I only get to grasp parts of it. This one is different, she’s a stunning beauty that’s for sure. I heard she’s Yulian’s, he has a taste that’s for sure. Do you think she’ll last like the last one? It will be lost if she doesn’t. I hope she doesn’t end up like that wench. Stop that nonsense. Won’t you die to touch this beauty here?

“Sweet, cold, completely harmless. No one here will know the difference. You’re safe with me, tutor boy. I told you—I’m holding up my end of the deal.” Leon sipped again. The fizzy sweetness exploded on his tongue, cutting through the nervous dryness in his mouth. It was good—simple, refreshing, grounding. For a moment, it helped him breathe easier amid the pounding music and swirling bodies. He could feel Aaron’s gaze on him the entire time, heavy and appreciative, like he was cataloging every small reaction.

His seduction was working and she felt her control slipping away. "Ooh," her eyes shuttered close and she let out a soft moan when he started nipping on her sweet spot, biting and sucking. The sweet pain shot from the spot, spreading down to her core like a wildfire. "My Sweet Bella," he whispered hotly in his sonorous husky voice, causing a swirl of tingles to unfurl in her stomach. " Only mine," his hot heavy tongue danced erotically over the bite of ownership he just gave her. Her breathing deepened and her heart started racing.

He whispers while giving me a quick peck on the lips. "Sweetheart I have your smoothie if you want it." I hear Tristan say. Letting out a squeal I make grabby hands at him. Chuckling he hands me my drink. We make our way to the hallway where our lockers are noticing that everyone is here and all the girls have some kind of fast food drink. Rachel has Starbucks, Courtney has a McDonald's shake and Mia has a Burger King shake. I wiggle around in Tysons arms immediately asking to be put down. He complies easily giving my butt a squeeze.

Honey, black pepper, dark chocolate. Something sweet with a sting in it. It seemed appropriate.

he said, planting a chaste kiss on her lips. The bakery was located in a high-end area. It was slightly busy but exclusive to people who could afford to live there. They had opted for something fun and colorful as opposed to a dull-looking building. The words "the sweet spot" were written in bright red with colorful lights hanging around them. It was dusk, and there were a lot of people gathered around.