Chéri Novels & Stories

Il est beau, intelligent et à tout ce qu'il te faut. Véronique : Ah oui ce n'est pas faux. Que Dieu en fasse aussi pour nous. Mais étant donné que nous sommes amie ton chéri c'est notre chéri. Tatyana : Évidemment que Oui. Marinette : Sur ce point je ne suis pas d'accord. C'est son chéri à elle seul. Taty: Arrete d'être dur avec elle , nous savons tous qu'elle blague. C'est juste une manière de parler.

"Now is the time I leave before you push me under the bed too" She left a few minutes after and I was left alone to decide which frog went best for a very annoyed Christina. I had to close my eyes to pick, seeing they were all very similar. I was ready just in time to have the last meal of the day. I wouldn't say I was starving but I did like to try new things and if he's a French chef, he must have some recipes up his sleeve. I heard they have the best delicacies and was from my mother so I couldn't call it

"I'll make it up to you, I promise. We'll have our own magical moments soon." Scott's endearing term of "mon chéri" caught Fiona off guard, as it was the first time he had used such an affectionate term towards her. She felt a rush of warmth and joy at hearing those words, realizing how deeply Scott cared for her. "Mon chéri?" Fiona repeated, stunned by what Scott had called her. Fiona's surprise slowly transformed into a soft smile as she replied, "I love the sound of that. Mon chéri. It's beautiful." Her voice held a mix of adoration and playfulness.

he casually said as he lit up the cigarette in his lips and puffed out vapor… “nah I'm sure you barely had any time thinking about me because you were busy carrying someone else to the hospital…” Jennelle sarcastically spoke… “Is that what you think?” Damian chuckled lightly and kept his cigarette on the ashtray… “Well the photos are everywhere and I couldn't help but think you have forgotten-” “ssh…I can never forget you Moń Chéri…” His hoarse voice made it impossible for her to think.. he held her chin and made her look into his ocean blue eyes.

I licked my lower lips after seconds of watching his cute small lips pulsate before me, I use my tongue to wet my lips repeatedly Suddenly his hand left my hair, he caress my face down to my wet lower lips, he stopped, using his thumb he parts my lower lip from the upper one "Ace…..what are you doing?" "Your punishment for being stubborn my Cherie," He said in a husky voice, his breath fanning my face He started leaning closer, while I pulled back, he frowned looking at me "I'm not your type, remember?" I reminded him with a raised eyebrows "My Cherie you want this" He grined

He’s unruly and rude! “Hey! Did you hear me?” she asked him again. “You’re noisy.” The guy just answered with a baritone voice. ‘What? After all he did, he just answered me with a few words and even called me noisy?’ she thought, feeling even more enraged. The guy’s attitude is just a very big turn off. “As*h*le.” She whispered enough for him to hear. “Tch!” The guy just ignored her and continued walking towards the restaurant.

She balanced the tray on her hand, but underneath the tray was a toothpick, which she had broken to make a small pike. When Alexis left her previous position, the chef and the Waiter knew already that someone was in another trouble again, they knew it that Alexis always tortured any one who tried to flirt with the girls, but what amused and shock them was that, Alexis always did the torture covertly, such that none of the victim ever suspected that Alexis did something to them, some of the frequent customer fall victim many times, yet had no idea who caused them such pain Already all the chef ran out to watch another new show, even the Waiter all stopped to watch another show, they even bega

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Cher shrinks in so much pleasure when Angelito is closer to him, some inches away from her body. “Give me your phone,” he pestered to Cher, and she had no notion about what he was doing. Roy goes out from the frame because he gets Denver will take some pictures. “Cher! Look at here!” Roy teases her, and she looks down. Angelito’s hand crawls on her shoulder, and he pulls her closer to his fragrant body. Cher would like to faint right now because of Angelito’s unyielding charisma. “Smile!” Angelito smiles, and Cher’s face is red like a ripe tomato.

Morning has arrived. Zefki woke up first. He saw that Raceh was still sound asleep. Zefki observed his wife's face that morning. His cheeks instantly turned warm wildly when he stared at Raceh's lips for a long time. Zefki wanted to taste Raceh's lips again, which tasted as sweet as cherries. Slowly, he tried it. Zefki pressed his lips against his wife's lips