Cat Licked Chocolate Novels & Stories

After dropping the cupcakes, she tilted over, and her tits caught my eyes quickly sending a sparking sensation down my spine. All that replaced my head was Angel. A voice whispered her name in my heart, streaming through me like an electric wave. She was horny. I could see in her eyes that she wanted something. Something that I couldn't give to her. Because it was wrong. I cast my eyes away before I could do something I’d regret. It took a lot of willpower to look away because her boobs were tempting but I had jo choice. That night was a colossal mistake. One Elva could never find out about. She left, without a word.

My eyes turn big when his hand spreads my folds and licks my cunt with his tongue, startled my hand automatically clutching his hair not knowing if I should pull him away or shove him deeper into my private part. “ How about this, Kitten? Do you like me tasting and licking you here?” Clyde's seductive orbs make me want to shut my eyes, but suddenly he licks me again and I can't help but utter “ fuck! I like both your finger and mouth Clyde!” Shit! It was embarrassing to admit it but the way he was teasing me today was so different. He had this dark dangerous vibe around him like he was possessed.

I repeated it confidently, and the same thing happened, making me giggle and Claire chuckle at the scene. „I guess the girl likes it. Don’t you, Fireball?” Claire questioned, and the kitten confirmed with a meow. I took the two cups of herbal tea to the dining table, and Claire pulled an apple strudel from her bag, cut it into several pieces, and placed it between us. Instantly, I put one piece on my plate, and with my fingers, I started to separate it into small pieces. „If you think to offer it to the lynx, you better quit. It needs nutrition, not things that can choke on.” Claire informed me as she bit into her big piece.

At least they were familiar faces in this madhouse. But before I could take a single step toward them, a hand clamped onto mine. I turned, and my breath caught. Kika. Her eyes burned into mine, both her hands wrapped in thick bandages, crutches tucked awkwardly under her arms. How the hell is she even here? I thought, my stomach twisting. I paralyzed her… “Congratulations on becoming the 100th wild cat,” Kika said with a faint smile, her voice surprisingly calm. “Thank you,” I replied, trying to mirror her expression, though my gaze kept drifting to her bandaged arms. She looked like she was barely standing. “I’m really sorry for all this,” I added, gesturing toward her injuries.

The bowl of kibble sat untouched on the kitchen floor. It was a small mound of brown pellets, perfectly conical, exactly as Cale had poured it three hours ago. Cale stood over it. He was wearing his reading glasses and a heavy flannel shirt. He looked at the bowl, then at the orange tabby cat lying on the rug in front of the wood stove. "He has not engaged with the nutrition," Cale said. Elion looked up from the sofa. He was grading papers—he had started teaching a creative writing workshop at the local community college.

I was so enraged that I felt sick to my stomach and had to toss my phone aside. From the looks of it, Daniel wasn't the only guy she flirted with. She was probably fooling around with other guys behind my back. Thank goodness I'd somehow gotten the ability to hear Furball's thoughts. At least I was no longer oblivious to Madison's cheating. I immediately rewarded Furball with two chicken drumsticks, his favorite. All at once, I heard his thoughts again. "Yummy drumsticks! My master is such a handsome and awesome guy! But how do I tell my handsome yet foolish master that he can't keep trying to lose weight like that?

he introduced and all I could do was stare at him with wide eyes. What the…..did he just say what I think I heard? Did he just call them Marshmallow and Chocolate? The same name I wanted to call my pets. “Why?” I asked without moving forward to greet the dog who was watching me. The white hairy cat who was still standing between Alejandro’s legs took a step forward. I had no choice but to get down when she meowed looking up at me. Immediately I was down it jumped on my body, meowing loudly like it was saying ‘Nice to meet you too.’ I couldn’t help rubbing my hand in its fur and gosh, I didn’t want to stop.

"I do whatever I want, kitten. Now give me that leg and start eating." His brows furrowed. He slowly lifted his leg to my lap; I pulled it gently, resisting the urge to run my hands through his flawless skin. He scooped food hesitantly. "So, what's your favourite meal or snack?" I broke the silence, hating how soft the words sounded. If Luciano were here, he would have been filming this, laughing in my face… what had he done to me? "I… I… chocolate from Switzerland." A sweet tooth? Typical. I hadn’t expected that.

She raised the takeout food out of reach from the cat as she stepped inside. Selena came running, paint on her arms and cheeks, laughing, “Doctor! You’re back! I think he likes you.” “No. He wants the food. Get it off me.” Selena gently grabbed the heavy cat away from her, its claws tearing her black pants slightly as she pulled it away, “Off you go, kitty!” It raced to her couch, jumping on top of the backrest as it meowed even louder, demanding attention.

"Not just my flat, though. Do you want coffee? Tea? Soda?" Shaking myself out of my apathy, I ask for coffee, then walk over to the sofa. I sit down opposite the cat, who, ignoring the general weirdness of the situation, is licking his butt. Alice soon returns with two cups of coffee, then, after another trip to the kitchen, a plate of cookies that she puts down on the table between us. Not some fat-free, low carb, no sugar atrocities, but normal, honest-to-God homemade chocolate chip cookies. I watch with even more wonder as she pops one into her mouth,