Mouse And Strawberry Book Novels & Stories

I saw his wolf shining in his eyes as he got in my face and growled low in his throat. “So Strawberries has claws, do we?” he smirked “that’s fine baby girl, you can scratch all you like but remember I like the pain, it gets me off” he licked up the side of my neck and nuzzled into my neck. He then yanked my hair again and twisted until we had eye contact.

I giggled like a teenager. "My hair isn't edible, you big hair-eating monster," I replied. "It's just my shampoo. It has a strawberry flavor," "Ooh, I love eating strawberries," he commented. He began making all these funny munching sound with his mouth while holding my hair. I kept on laughing till I fall back into the chair, my back lying on it while Gabriel was on top of me. He didn't stop munching, making funny noises as he tickled me. I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe with my nose and when I couldn't take it anymore, I yelled.

He came back to stand over me, then he opened the container and took out a big juicy strawberry. "Do you want to get your pussy eaten by me?" He asked, looking me dead in the eyes while he bit into the fruit. Thick sweet liquid spilled from his mouth, running down his chin and cascading over his chest. I nodded my head. "No, no, babygirl. You'll have to tell me exactly what you want. I need to hear you say the words." He swallowed the last of the strawberry and sucked on his fingers as he waited to hear me say it.

A moment after, he whispered to my ear saying, “We gotta get out of here. Be close to me so I could protect you. I can’t afford to make your grandparents be mad at me if you get hurt.” I cleared my throat, I’m still shaking a bit but I forced myself to get up so he could keep the picnic blanket and he rolled. I grabbed my bag pack slowly and carried it on my back then I faced Mike and mouthed, “What now?” And to my fear I could see my chest moving, my heart beats loudly. “Follow me Strawberry.” He whispered as he walks slowly to get to the wall adjacent to the stairs. He pushed the wall with all his might and my jaw dropped when I saw what he did. The wall moved a bit and there was a click s

Ella spotted me at the front and immediately pouted, complaining, “Celine, look at Alpha Leon! He insists on making me eat foie gras. I’m getting fat from him feeding me!” Leon didn’t even look at me. He gently wiped the corner of her mouth. “Be good. Finish this and drink your milk.” The chatter around me fell silent. I met their awkward gazes, still smiling as I guided them to their seats. Once everyone was settled, I took out my phone again and continued arranging my ferry ticket. At some point, Leon appeared behind me. He glanced at my screen, his tone puzzled. “A ferry ticket? Who are you booking that for?”

He said laughing… and clearly not reading the room since everyone had gotten quiet. “Dude …”. Chase said, shaking his head. Emerson only sat there … not speaking at all. But Mickey was clearly not having it. She straightened up in her chair and looked right at Lennon .. then she yelled: “TWAT-FOREST!!”

But this time, you let an ugly groan escape your throat. Another raspy chuckle follows after that. "You've had enough sleep already. Wake up." It's a wonderful, beautiful Saturday morning, with a grey cloudy sky and heavy rain and this mosquito wants you to wake up? No thank you. You're staying put. Maybe if you pretend not to notice him, he'll go away and leave you alone. That's not what happens next though. Because what happens after a few seconds causes you to flinch. Something soft, vaguely moist and pulpy touches the side of your cheek. What's this?

Sheila wiggled her brows in sarcasm. "I care not for nature." "Nature is a finger of God's work, ye detest it, then ye have detested the work of the Creator. It's best that ye take care of plants." Michael sighed, and walked towards a tableside, the wooden floor creaking under his feet. "I brought strawberries." He pulled a drawer open, and took out a pack of strawberries. Sheila grabbed it from his hand and sat on the edge of the bed. She hastily took a bite of the strawberry, shutting her eyes close as she took in the sweet and sour taste.

She tidied up the displays and straightened the shelves, humming softly to herself. Almost immediately after Marcus left, a little boy with a mop of unruly brown hair skipped up to the counter. A gap-toothed grin spread across his face as he held up a book cover depicting a group of dogs dressed in musketeer attire. "Excuse me, miss," he chirped, his voice brimming with excitement, "Do you have the newest Canine Musketeers book?" Lila smiled warmly. "The Canine Musketeers, eh? Excellent taste! Let's see if we can find it for you."

I'm here for you! While grabbing Sally's hand, I cried and cried until I nearly couldn't speak. "I… James… He…" When I struggled to get my words out, my eyes drifted to Sally's ears. Sally was wearing an earring on her left ear. The other one was missing. The remaining earring looked familiar to me because it matched the one in my bag. The café’s noise faded into silence as a deafening buzz filled my ears.