Honey And Spice Book Novels & Stories

She was trembling constantly now, thighs shaking, voice gone hoarse from begging. “Please—please just let me—” “Not yet.” He reached for the honey. This time he didn’t drizzle. He poured it straight from the jar in a thick, amber stream directly over her clit and watched it slide down in slow, viscous ribbons. The honey was warmer than the chocolate, thicker, clinging to every fold. When he finally touched her again it was with the pad of his thumb—pressing the honey into her clit in slow, firm circles while two fingers slid back inside, fucking through the sticky sweetness.

Candice murmured around a mouthful "The spices are heavenly; it is so heavy and it lingers over your tongue like butter." She looked up and saw Sally smiling proudly from a corner, raising her right thumb, she gave her a thumbs-up. Sally looked confused then, quickly looked away, returning to her previous chore. The honey bread was a morsel of baked bread with a slight cut in the middle, it was crunchy on the outside with a honey-like jelly on the inside. Candice closed her eyes in bliss when she stuffed a piece in her mouth. From that moment, she knew she would keep coming to this restaurant. Nothing she had eaten ever since she arrived here had given her this much pleasure, this right here

"Can't sleep." We chose to stay the hideous part of the library. Honey loves to read novels. She's always lively whenever she finishes a book but she gets really sick and sleepy just by looking at academic papers. She loves the library not because of the academic books but because of the novels. She always want to stay here just so she can read the books in here. I didn't know that novels can be seen in thhe library until Honey showed me the shelf. "God! I wanna take your side but whatever girl," she sighed.

Honey felt her heart waver. She was not like Amanda. Amanda was still unmarried and didn't view relationships between men and women as something especially serious. But Honey, despite her seductive and charming appearance, was extremely conservative at heart. She had a strong sense of morality and deeply resisted the idea of selling her body. To be honest, if it weren't for her husband, she never would have gone to find Ray yesterday. But… just now, Ray had singled her out.

Who is the person to give all this? “Hazel, pride of my mansion! I am pleased to see you. Good morning, how did you sleep, huh?” Honey was dripping from her tongue but alas, the honey was mixed with sugar. Something fake and indigestible. “Come here, we’ve got a big deal and I want to go there and take care of my customers, as we know how beautiful you are…” she threw a fake smile in her direction. Like always!

She didn't have many questions to ask him in the first place, she had already asked the important ones. “How about we get to know each other? It won't make sense if we claim to love each other so much that we’re getting married but we don't even know each other's favorite food.” Arya suggested with a slight blush on her face. “Sure.” Arya smiled at his response but her happiness didn't last long when she realized that he was only giving out perfunctory answers and he didn't even ask her a single question. She had hoped that they could at least become friends but how interested could a person be?

Copyright © 2024 Unusualdee All rights reserved. Original work. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. PRINT ISBN: 9798332220357 AUTHOR’S NOTE Welcome to my world of Spicy One-Shot Collection! As you embark on this journey of passion and desire, I wanted to share a personal note with you.

, The lady asked in a worried tone . " No mother she might be puzzled, losing a mother is so painful", The one who was probably a daughter to the coffee brown haired lady whispered to her mother. " No....that is not the truth.....Mr Spencer is...............", Rinna hearing them tried to explain .she wanted to tell them everything Mr Heyes had told her but inwardly she felt it that it was all false...Mr Spencer can't be a murderer , her mind was still denying it. " Do you mind giving me some space with her ", A deep voice suddenly broke in their conversation, the voice that was unique and stress free like the sound of a thousand harps playing in harmony and due to the respect and fear they h

It was a book bound in hard blue covers and etched along the spine in gold letters was the word; “Khione.” “Khione,” She repeated, it was something they had been calling her, maybe she might find something here. “Let’s start with you then.” She smiled and turned away from the shelf, back to the table but paused when she noticed another book that was misplaced, she moved closer till she could read the words etched on the spine. Osyron. She ran her finger along the book’s spine, wrapped her fingers around so she could have a good grip, and then she pulled. She would read this one first.

Turning the cover for me to see he said, “So this is your favorite book, huh?” Wondering what had him looking so sly I focused my eyes on the cover and I immediately felt a rush of heat flare through my body. The cover had a picture of the naked anatomy of a man and woman embracing each other sensually and the title read, ‘100 ways to spice up your life.' “If this is what you were here searching for in the library then I don’t think I have any problem,” he laughed patronizingly, and flicking through the pages he stopped at one and reading the words on it he continued, “Try being intimate in random or unfamiliar places-”