Chocolate For Him And Her Novels & Stories

"It'll be way easier to do it once than to do it a hundred times; then no one will be allowed to spoil it for anyone else. I say let's do it." She had never been one to do the cutesy stuff, and she was too excited to keep it a secret for long. Being able to share this with Dalton and her family was all she'd ever wanted to do in the first place. "We got everything?" he asked as they took inventory of their cart. "Graham crackers, Hershey's, marshmallows, and a package of Kit Kat's for the lady in my life." She blushed. She'd been craving Kit Kat's like nobody's business and had demolished two miniature packs on her own. "Thank you." She leaned in, kissing him on the neck as they stood in lin

Julian watched her move toward Caleb, and he asked coldly, "You don't want the thing anymore?" She turned to ask what he meant, and he produced a piece of chocolate from nowhere. It was an old-fashioned brand she had adored as a child, one no longer sold in stores or online. She had no idea how he had even found it.

The bitter flavor of whiskey merged perfectly with the sweet taste of his lips, creating a lustful cocktail Lola couldn’t get enough of. Every loud warning in her head is drowned out by the deafening sound of blood pounding in her ears, along with her own heavy breathing. When she finally pulled away, she realized one of Santiago’s hands had found its way around her waist, while the other had secured itself firmly on her left butt cheek. “Well, that was something,” he remarked with a dangerous glint in his eyes. “The young lady thinks she’s ready for the big leagues now. But she has no idea what she’s asking for.”

Paper hearts were scattered across every flat surface. Heitor took the basket of chocolates from the bed and placed it on the nightstand. He took a bonbon from the basket and came over to me as he opened it. He placed it in my mouth, and I bit into it. It was a liqueur bonbon, and when I bit into it, the liqueur dribbled down the corner of my mouth. Heitor leaned closer, licked and sucked the spot where the liqueur had dripped, then placed the rest of the bonbon in his mouth.

"There's only one thing missing." He placed a bright red maraschino cherry right on top of the mound of cream hiding my clit. I tilted my head down, staring at my own crotch. It looked like a decadent, filthy dessert. I had never felt so humiliated and so intensely empowered at the same time. "This is the healthiest snack I've ever made," he said proudly. He dipped a finger into the mess, swiping a bit of chocolate and cream, and sucked it off slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.

I can't wait any longer to taste him. Glorious! Sweet! Heavenly! He is a mixture of vanilla and chocolate, with a topping of cream. I wanted to demonstrate to him how skilled I am at kissing, but we only manage one fucking lengthy kiss before he abruptly pulls away. Like, what the freaking fuck? I mean, excuse me!

He would protect her from Charles, her father, and anyone trying to hurt her. “How many kids do you want?” he asked when the waiter had cleared their table. Moist chocolate cakes sat in two oddly shaped cups with two small sized spoons in them. She held her spoon to her lips and licked the whole length. He readjusted to hide the evidence of his arousal. Everything about her turned him on, but that deliberate slide of her tongue over the stainless steel was enough to bring any man to their knees, including him. He grabbed her wrist before she could lick off the chocolate on her spoon a second time.

He hesitated briefly before sitting down. I broke off a piece and handed it to him. He raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You’re sharing with me?” “Why not?” He accepted it, his gaze softening. “I didn’t know girls did this.” I squinted. “Then you’ve met the wrong girls. I’m happy to share chocolate with you.” He just smiled and took another piece from my hand. We quietly enjoyed it for a few minutes, letting the rich sweetness melt on our tongues, immersed in the serene moment.

Bianca was thanking him for saving her mother. "Not quite!" After hearing Frost's conclusion, Tom smirked. He was a good person, but he smiled like a rascal, "That 'B' isn't for Bianca, it's for Maddy!" Frost felt embarrassed because he remembered telling Bianca later, "I happen to like dark chocolate with 87% purity!" and even said, "Dark chocolate can be included in the diet, two pieces a day, but I'll only have enough for three days!" At that time, Bianca only responded with a simple "oh," so he assumed that Bianca was embarrassed and was convinced that she had made new chocolates for him! It turns out that he was just being presumptuous...

Glancing up into uncertain eyes, she bit her lip, lifting her chin to kiss him tenderly. “Do you want something to eat?” he murmured, motioning towards the basket that he was well-stocked, “I got all your favorites. Those chips you like, and a block of that gross chocolate-” “Peppermint chocolate is delicious!” Kate defended, giggling as Colton rolled his eyes. “It’s fucking disgusting. I got fruit too ’cause I know you can never decide if you’re being healthy or not.” Pressing her lips against his once more, she let out a soft chuckle, “You really are one of a kind, you know that?”