His And Her Honey Novels & Stories

“Fine. I’ll be careful, I promise. But what kind of business trip is this, anyway? Who are you meeting?” His expression shifted, barely, but enough to make me notice. “It’s about a new project. I’ll be meeting an old friend.” Something in his voice made me narrow my eyes. “An old friend? As in… a she?” He hesitated a beat too long. “I’ll be with Honey. She’s my business partner. That’s all.” Honey. The name alone made my pulse trip. I forced a small smile, the kind that hides a hundred questions behind it. “Right. Just business.”

“What’s this?” Mina’s tail swayed with excitement as she lifted the lid, revealing a single bowl of ice cream—but this was no ordinary flavor. The smooth, rich texture gleamed under the warm light, with specks of golden honey swirls infused within. “This,” Mina declared, “is my ultimate creation—Royal Honey Delight.” Mies raised an eyebrow. “Honey?”

"Do you want to go further?" My breathing quickened, and then I felt him. He was hard and huge beneath my palm. "Actually, I'm better than them," he whispered in my ear, his low voice making my mind go hazy. Especially when he pulled down his zipper, revealing the tattoo just below his hipbone. Before I could say anything, he pressed his upper body against mine, gazing deeply into my eyes. "Valeria, look at me. I'm better than all of them. I'm your husband."

Jerry squatted in front of me, rubbing my belly, “How can I find another woman? If having you is more than enough. I'm not the old Jerry, I really thank God to have a wife like you. A wife who can be everything and is so perfect. " My tears just dropped then, I quickly wiped my tears roughly. "Can I call you honey?" I said with teary eyes. "Yes, of course." END Thank you for reading, and following this story. Once again, thank you. Maybe a lot is still missing too. Thank you.

“First of all, who in the mother of monkey milk are Mary and Josh? I would like to know people first before I share my apples. I do not know if I can trust them because if I give them my apple without trusting them they can kill me with it. They can throw them at me. Apples can be dangerous you know.” “That is incorrect” Before he went on to another student, I asked him a question. “Sir now it is my chance to ask you a question. There are three women in an ice-cream shop. One is sucking, one is biting, and one is licking. Which one is married?” I smirked. And the boys snickered. “The one sucking.” the cute old hag answered. The guys sitting behind me snorted and began to laugh. “Why did you

said Jesya, hugging Hanin tightly. "Hopefully the hot chocolate drink I made for you can get you hooked until you can't hold it back and go home to ask me to make that hot chocolate again for you." Juno spoke at length. It turns out that the hot chocolate juno made for Hanin this morning contains quite an astonishing meaning. "Unfortunately, you said that hot chocolate drink you bought instant, right? So I'm going to look for it in the market." Hanin's ingenious reply made Juno pat his forehead. Ah, it's stupid for him to have told Hanin about it.

She said, with a little smug which she had from the first. Honey. The word is so relatable with her voice which is bold yet soft and sweet yet salty. I didn't give up on my attitude so I stepped towards her. This time, she let her hands fall down her thighs as she stepped back. I kept stepping forward until she hit the nearest wall. “Don't you think so, dear? Then let me show you who I am and where you are.” I gripped her neck tightly, making her almost choke to death. She struggled to speak and make noise but she tried to remove my hands on her neck and push me away. My tall and strong body would never give her a chance to push me away so easily. Because I'm not easy.

She sighed and began to search online for an office from where she had stopped last night and she received a call, the name was too familiar and she felt a sense of deja vu. "Hello Naomi." She said as she picked up. "My baby. How are you doing?" Naomi asked and she was so moved to tears. "I am fine." She replied. "You and your husband should come home this weekend. I made a Miso soup and it's too much. This old pa here refuse to eat with me, saying it's not sweet. How could he say it's not sweet, when all Japanese food are always sweet. My friend from chess game helped me get the ingredients while coming from Tokyo yesterday. How could I let it waste." Naomi said, her voice kind of weak, but

Hira roamed her eyes on the whole table and saw the dish of kebabs empty, and then saw a piece of it on Ammar's plate, an idea struck her, smirking, She quickly took the kebab from Ammar's plate before he could even stop her. ' wapis Karo Hira' Ammar glared. Now every member of the family was watching this show. ( Give it back ). ' Kiya masla hai tum do--'. Haris tried to stop them, but again Hira spoke. ( What is the problem with you gu--). ' chahiye? '. Hira just smiled too sweetly, and wiggled her eyebrows. Holding the kebab, in one hand, she stretched it a little in Ammar's way,

He hugs me from behind to bring my head up to his face before he says softly, "So, are you mine or will I need to continue to claim you?" I felt him still inside me and I wanted more! But when I looked up at the digital clock on the wall, it said it was four thirty in the morning! This means, Bo and I have been having sex for over four hours! It didn't feel like that! It felt like twenty minutes both times! I was exhausted so I just said, "I am all yours!" He hugged me tightly before he said, "Good Bunny! I am all yours too." I smiled but quickly felt weak.