Choc Tease Novels & Stories

And had just made Rose clueless with his confession. Choco chips .... Rose's body instantly arched as Theo's large fingers slid down her back to unhook her bra. The lumps of Rose's breasts were freed and Theo immediately scooped tightly. Those lips sipped with a lick that burned Rose's skin. She let out a small moan occasionally pressing Theo to keep playing with her. "These choco chips are mine. Don't let Zever taste them." If possible, Rose shouldn't have let Zever touch a body that belonged entirely to Theo. It was too late, but they were in the same body anyway.

And Adrian kept watching me with that intense, almost devouring gaze, as if he were a part of what I was tasting. “Are you sure you don’t want some?” I asked, licking the inside of the spoon where the syrup had pooled. “I’m not fond of sweets,” he said, mouth curving in a lazy smirk, “but if it comes from you, I’ll enjoy it. Show me how to savor it, Baby. You seem very good at putting on a show.” I bit my lip, then slowly scooped another round of ice cream and brought it close to my mouth. I gave it a soft lick, then closed my eyes as I wrapped my lips around the spoon, letting the sweetness fill my mouth. Cold. Sweet. And… indulgent.

"Hi, everyone! I'm Logan, and today I have a very special guest with me, Mr. Whitlock! He's going to be reviewing rat poison live on stream!" The mention of reviewing rat poison sent the live stream's popularity through the roof. Looking at the ten cups of rat poison in front of me, I instinctively shot a glance at Brielle. She looked away uneasily, as if giving implicit consent to everything that was going on. "Now, Mr. Whitlock is about to start the review! Everyone, hit that 'like' button to cheer him on!" At Logan's urging, the live stream shot straight to the top of the charts.

he told me, strangely echoing what Jayden had suggested that night. "The last one is green tea flavor," Mom said as she ripped open a small green packet and broke off two small light green sticks, then offered them to me. "Have it, Ash. It tastes amazing, though a little melty." "You do know," I began as I walked over to her and took the chocolate bar, not yet fully grasping the situation but glad that the mood had lightened. "Those KitKats are just wafers dipped in chocolate, right?" "Let your mom have fun with her snacks," Dad said gently as if he were talking about a younger sibling. "It's rather interesting to see how much joy cheap candy can bring to a scary woman like her."

Speedy Fudge was one of Lancaster Group's most popular chocolate products…a rich, creamy bar with caramel swirls that Pascal absolutely adored. "Really?" "A whole one just for you," Tiana confirmed, smiling. "Okay!" Pascal threw his arms around her neck. "Come back fast, okay?" "I will, baby." She hugged him tight. When she stood, her eyes met Nikolai's. He was glaring at her with his dark eyes hard with something that looked like anger. Or maybe accusation. She couldn't tell and didn't care. She ignored him completely, turning away without acknowledging his presence. "Bye, Pascal. Be good for Maryann."

“These ones have frosting shaped like baby rattles. Is this vanilla or witchcraft?” “Both,” Chelsea said. “Also, don’t eat the ones shaped like dragon eggs—those are filled with lemon-lavender. They bite back.” As more pack members and allies arrived, music played from enchanted speakers (thank you, Chelsea), and the sound of laughter filled the air. There were games—some that involved blindfolded diaper changing and one suspiciously close to axe throwing that Charlie, of all people, dominated. “Did… did he carve that diaper genie out of a tree stump?” Jax asked, slightly alarmed.

If he had to walk away, he would. “Oh my God,” she squealed and Brian looked over at her. “I have to get some of these!” He walked over to see what she was looking at and nearly choked. “What the hell, Jon?” he asked, looking over at his friend. Jonathon smirked at him. “It’s part of our ‘Too Hot to Handle’ line.” “They’re chocolate cocks,” Brian blurted out. “They are,” Jonathon confirmed, “with chili-flavored cream centers. Very popular with the Hen’s party crowd.”

“Careful, those are hot and oozing stuff out the sides.” “That means you did it right.” Chase peeked inside the bag she’d dropped on his lap. Two bundles wrapped in white parchment paper, two single-serving packages of nacho cheese Doritos and two Heath bars. When she shoved two bottles of grape soda in the beverage holders, he gave her a dubious look. “How’d you know this is exactly what I would’ve gotten?” “Lucky guess?” She twisted the top on a bottle of soda. “Or maybe there’s an index card that lists Sundance’s own PBR bull rider Chase McKay’s favorites! on the wall by the hot food section.”

Drew teased me as he tried to erase the creases in my forehead. “And what does sharing my thoughts with you have anything to do with me growing old fast?” I retorted. He just arrived when I decided to take a break and have a cup of tea. He said he came from his shop and wanted me to try his new creation: Choco Coffee Treats. I have yet to get the exact recipe but, by just listening to its name, I assume it's grounded roasted coffee beans mixed in with chocolate. And I must say, it is good on my palette.

Chloe was leaning against the fridge, holding two mugs. "He lives!" Tess announced, waving the nail polish brush. "Did Pumpkin sit on you? He likes to suffocate guests." "The cat is a menace," I gritted out. "Here." Chloe handed me a mug. It was chipped and said DON’T TALK TO ME UNTIL I’M HOT. I stared at it. "It's coffee," Chloe said, a small smile playing on her lips. "Instant. But it's caffeine." I took a sip. It tasted like battery acid and sugar. I drank it anyway.