Honey 2 Kat Graham Novels & Stories

"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."

Honey leaving her apartment building, casual but beautiful. Red. All along, it had been Red. "Gray?" He looked up at Nate, and whatever his friend saw in his expression made him straighten. "It's her." Grayson's voice came out rough. "Honey is Red." "What?" "My CFO." He spread the photos on the table. "She's the woman from The Velvet Room." Nate grabbed one of the images, studying it. "Are you certain?" "Positive." Grayson pointed at Honey's legs in one photo. "I'd recognize those legs anywhere. And look at her mouth, see how the bottom lip is fuller? I know that mouth, Nate. I've kissed it, tasted it."

A small sound came from Honey, and she smiled because it sounded like a low growl. "As a matter of fact, I'm a little warm." She pulled her t-shirt over her head and then unsnapped her bra and removed it. "That's so much nicer. The more I drink the more sensitive my breasts become. Are you sure you don't want to join me? I'll even cut up your steak." She took a long pull of wine and this time managed to appreciate the sweet flavor. "I'd like to discuss children with you." This time his groan was clearly audible.

She stays forty minutes and tells me the light in here is good and that I should put a shelf on the back wall, and she is right about the shelf, and there is a shelf there now. At the door she stops. "It suits you," she says. "This more than that." She does not specify what that is. She does not have to. The honey bread sells out at ten. Not the pastries. Not the sandwiches. The honey bread, which is my grandmother's recipe, unchanged, made from a card that has been in my wallet through Sean's house and Gloria's diner and a glass tower twice. I make forty loaves. They are gone in three hours.

We saw the black range rover drive off with only Luke, Donna, and Dakota inside. "Are you cold?" I asked and she just shook her head while staring out the window. "Hungry?" I asked again. She just ate a little yesterday and last night with Dakota. Still, she shook her head. "Desmond, do you have plans to visit your cop friend? If so, I can tell Gwenny about it!" Martin butted in. "Gwenny? You mean Guinevere?" suddenly, Amy Leah burst out. Could she remember her? "Sweetheart, how do you know that name?" I questioned as I clasped her trembling hand. Even Martin was baffled. Was her memory coming back?

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

“Come let us dance.” They danced for a few minutes and Honey said, “I am thirsty. I will get some drinks for us. What do you want to have?” Emily said smiling, “Don’t worry, I will come with you.” “No need girl. Relax! You enjoy dancing and I will get you your drink! You want the blue one right?” she asked very nicely and Emily couldn’t refuse. She nodded. “Right then. I will be back in a few seconds!” Honey smiled widely at her and went away to get the drinks. She took a glass of vodka for herself and the mocktail for Emily. She then secretly mixed a pill with her drink and walked back casually.

It's a good thing that Kate always knows how to make me happy. As I sat on the couch Kate positioned herself in between my legs then went on her knees , she reached out for the tray and got the honey then proceeded to pour some over my nipples trailing it down to my crotch , she set the honey back in the tray and picked a handful of the chopped strawberries which she sprinkled all over the honey on my body

Seeing this, Bob immediately apologized to Katrina, “I’m sorry, Katrina. Mr. Roberts may have something urgent to deal with, so he left in a hurry.” Katrina covered her mouth and chuckled. “It’s okay. I can understand Mr. Roberts. I heard he is already twenty-nine years old but has never had a girlfriend. Normally, he behaved like this when he had chemistry with someone for the first time.” “Then the jewelry...” “Miss Hudson is a good designer. I will communicate with her about my requirements,” Katrina said. “Okay. Take your time.” Bob nodded and then went out in a hurry. After the others left, Katrina smiled and said, “Miss Hudson, to close the deal, you should pass a test first.”

Kelly compromised with herself. She changed into the black gown. The black dress without any other embellishments looked really dull and uninteresting. Kelly usually didn't like the color black, but today she was making an exception. While in the room, Kelly redid her makeup. Since she wasn't satisfied with the gown, her makeup had to be flawless and striking. … At that moment, Gabriel, who was eavesdropping outside the room, had become visibly upset. That Harriette… It turned out things aren't as bright and sunny as they seemed on the outside. Just hearing her slap the assistant twice was enough to make anyone feel disgusted.