Does It Hurt Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

TAKE ME, RUIN ME: CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 10: PRICE OF SOLACE I let out a long, shaky breath and relax back against my table. I’ve just finished typing the last of the contract documents, and my eyes feel heavy from staring at the glowing screen. But the moment my back makes contact with the padded chair, a sharp, stinging pain flares up in my spine. It registers in my brain like a bolt of lightning, making me wince and flinch. I groan into the empty air, my teeth gritted and my fists clenched so tightly my knuckles turn white.

“What? You’re tongue numb now?” There was a moment of pain that flashed on his face. “I can’t take bland food anymore. Spent some time in India and learned what real spice meant.” “I think I’m going to pass on this snack.” I made a face. My tolerance for spicy did nothing but drop after everyone left and I ended up doing a lot of the cooking myself. “We will need to work on that then.” Hector flashed me a smile but again, it’s hollowness made my spine shiver.

My head hurts, it doesn't really have taste, just like water. But I can feel hotness like a volcano that will erupt any time. I smiled to Jeoff and he can't believe what I've done. Don't do what you're thinking Jeoff, I will sue you! Don't take advantage of me, because my life would be ruined. WARNING: Hi Readers! Please don’t unlock the succeeding chapters. I need to edit some grammatical errors and please do understand. If this note has been removed, you may now continue! Thank you and have a happy new year!

I started crying as soon as I took the first bite of food in my mouth because of the chili. "What are you talking about, Mr. Woods?" I merely used regular spices in my dish. She took a bite out of her dish and ate it with ease. "Ms. Parker, do you not feel at all chilly in this food?" How does she consume so much spicy food so slowly? "No, Mr. Woods, I think the food is delicious. Do you eat anything spicy?" She gave me a perplexed glance. "I enjoy spicy cuisine, Ms. Parker, but this dish has way too much chili." I could not quit wiping away tears.

// A/N I very much wanted to title this chapter, The great burger debate lol Happy Reading <3

I feel their strong arms grabbing hold of me, pain radiating through my limbs, and think they will shift and destroy me right here. Chapter

he moaned, “just like a vice around my cock." He used his palms to spread my ass cheeks like a loaf of bread. My eyes watered when his tip touched that spot. “Yes Daddy please,” I begged, gripping the edge of the chair hard as he increased his pace. “Harder,” I moaned, heat surging through my veins. The smell of nicotine filtered through my nose and with heavily lidded eyes I saw Mr. Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar.

"You eat this... willingly?" I stifled a laugh. "Every time I need to remind myself pain can mean something other than loss." He went still, watching me as I returned to my seat and picked up my fork again. "Spice burns," I continued softly, "but it's the kind of pain that leaves you feeling alive after. I like that. It's something I can control." Understanding and something akin to admiration flashed in his eyes. He reached for his fork again, and before I could stop him, he took another bite.

Lyra qsked while I felt heat rise to my cheeks. “Nothing. just… I don't eat food that is so spicy. It's kind of hot.” I lied! I could not afford a moan while i muffled hard i couldn't help thast a slight wheeze escaped my lips. I could feel Alaric's gaze burning on mine; he knew something was wrong,but I was entirely sure if he knew I had fingers inside of me at the moment. “It doesn't seem too spicy to me, but...”

He lowered his voice and continued in a breathless voice, “Waa… Mommy… I don’t want to eat with Daddy and Uncle Nial. They always order spicy food! The tastes are awful! I’m just a kid and I wanna eat something light, but they wouldn’t let me! “They said I must eat spicy food to grow faster,” Chris mumbled as he cried with his head down, with tears rolling down her cheeks. “I’d always agree with them and eat whatever they tell me to because I don’t have a Mommy, and nobody loves me. I have to be a good boy, be a good Momo… But now…” Chris amped up his whimpers. “My stomach hurts! I’ll die if I eat spicy food again… Waaa… I don’t wanna die…! Waaa…!”