Fruit Basket Kisses Novels & Stories

I felt my cheeks redden at the compliments. "Thank you. I just don't want to embarrass you. Or Jack's company." "You could never embarrass me," Owen said softly, his eyes intent on mine. I felt another blush sear through my cheeks. The waiter returned and Owen released my hand. The empty cheese plate was taken away and replaced with dessert and cups of coffee. A dark chocolate torte with a raspberry glaze for me and a deceptively simple peach tart for Owen sat like presents before us. I'm pretty sure I died and went to heaven with the first bite, and then again with every bite after.

Each kiss felt like a promise, a beckoning invitation to explore the depths of their connection, and she willingly followed him into the intoxicating haze. James began his delicious journey by eating each piece of fruit off her body, a playful yet sensual act that heightened her senses. He started with her forehead, the soft brush of his lips sending shivers down her spine. As he moved to her lips, he lingered, savoring the sweetness of the fruit that had found its way onto her skin. With each kiss, he took his time, exploring the delicate curves of her body with a reverence that made her feel cherished and desired all at once. The world outside the kitchen faded, and the only sounds that fi

Ava frowned as she ate the last of the fruit basket. It was filled with some of the most delicious fruits: the juiciest grapes, strawberries, and mangoes. It was truly something she would definitely go and buy for herself in the future. Ava wanted to buy one now but she was leaving the country in a few hours and surely could not finish it in that amount of time.

He's all I want to see. And now he's all mine. Slowly, he lets me back up, grinning wildly. “I love you, Charlotte,” he whispers so that only I can hear him. Behind him, the waterfall dances down the rocks, filling the small pond just like Leo fills my heart. “I love you,” I whisper back, grinning so hard my face hurts. This is everything I could ever want: Leo and waterfall kisses.

he asked again "Can I tell you something first" "yes you can" "I left my number on F******k so you could call me" "I see, that very clever of you, so can I get a kiss now" moving more closely to her she closed the distance and pressed her lips on his, Bryan closed his eyes as he savored hers, the taste of the food they ate was in her mouth and he enjoyed it even better "Bryan" she cautioned when his hand lifted her skirt up

"Mother, I am going to pick Sugar Apples and Java Plum. I heard that there are lots of them near the fishpond." Kashmir held a basket, wearing a denim short, white fitted t- shirt and sneakers, she is all set for her fruit picking activity. "You take care of yourself and don't climb the tree." Her mom said. "I know what you are up to." she winked at Kashmir. "Yes, mom." Kashmir had a mischievous smile. "I don't like that kind of smile." Kashmir’s mom shook her head.

I ordered the special again, both the drink and the Jamaican Patty, and Bastian requested a whiskey and coke with his food. “So you left Charlotte here alone with Leo drinking those,” Bastian said as the waiter returned with our drinks and meal. Bastian raised his eyebrow at the very girly but delicious fruity drink with an umbrella in front of me. I pushed it toward him and he took a sip. His disgusted face told me what he thought of the fruity alcohol. “Poor guy's shirt never stood a chance.” I giggled quietly and sipped on my drink. “Poor Charlotte.” “She'll be fine,” he assured me. “They'll figure it out eventually. They really are perfect for one another.”

Her trembling lips were being parted by his eager mouth, which caused wild tremors to run through her body and sensations she had no idea she was capable of. She realized she was kissing him back before a wave of ecstasy swirled her around in circles. Oblivious that they were standing in the center of the street. She tasted like pineapple rather than the steak she had just consumed. His favorite fruit was the pineapple, which he adored. To remind him that they were outside, Jasmine put her hand on his chest, but instead, he peeled it off and interlaced their fingers. '' mm'' She attempted to speak, but it was fruitless. She was nothing compared to his strength. Jasmine had no control over an

He said with a smile and pressed his lips into hers, she felt bubbling sparks all over her body. She savored a sour but yet sweet taste on his lips, the kiss only lasted a few seconds but it felt like an eternity. "Are those strawberries?" She asked while blinking her eyes in surprise and he smirked. "I got a bunch from the human world, when we went on scouting." She giggled with excitement. "You know that, they are an aphrodisiacs........So, does it turn you on?" it was a soft whisper that made her aroused down there. His manly statue and his scent of vertiver, It made him alluring to Atarah.

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.