My Sugar And Your Spice Novels & Stories

“You never stop flirting Jase.” He laughed out loud. “No I did not mean it that way. Where I was going with that was let’s play Sip or Spill. The rules are simple. We take turns asking each other questions, and the person in the hot seat has two choices. Answer honestly, or take a sip and refuse.” I thought about it for a moment. “Okay, but seriously let me go change.” “Sure Rach, but don’t you think it will be more fun if you don’t? Come in indulge me, I know you will never go there with me and you can trust me.”

Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar. His eyes met mine and he smirked. Something about how sensual it was made my stomach tickle. He crushed the butt of his cigar on the ashtray, still holding my gaze. He poured whiskey slowly into a glass cup, and my eyes flickered his fingers closed round the glass as he swirled the liquid slowly, and brought it to his lips. When I looked up, his eyes were still holding mine down, black with lust. His gaze flickered down to my breasts, and my stomach kicked when he bit his lips.

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

Chelsea asked hesitantly. "Of course, why wait? It's time for you to turn a new page with a new job. How much is your salary at this café, anyway?" "But I'm not ready to spend the night with a man." "Yeah, I know that, but I'm sure you can start with the initial steps. Olive once told me that being a sugar baby doesn't necessarily mean going straight to a room and servicing the man who hires you. In the beginning, you can accompany him for meals or outings, chat with him, or even go karaoke. Don't jump to the core of the matter right away if you're not ready, but if you're looking for something bigger, you'll naturally have to spend the night."

"I'm hungry, Sugar." Rose's eyes squinted. "It's your turn to complain to me!" she said skeptically. Because in order to find out everything Theo was hiding about the man's life. Rose had to scrounge around first just to get a bit of information. She wanted to protest, but this time Theo's adonis face clearly gave Rose the effect of being unable to refuse. "Fine. What do you want to eat?" "Up to you. The important thing is spicy." "Spicy you say?" Rose's tone was barely controlled. Theo was demanding something that was clearly off limits to her. "You have acid reflux," Rose continued, then cupped Theo's face as long as the man was still looking up.

“Okay. I’ll stop eating snacks so I can have my meal later.” She finally put down the plate. “Why are you guys still looking at me? Are you tempted too? Don’t you all love food as much as I do? Oh, wait. Camrys isn’t a food lover, but Serenity is definitely a certified foodie.” Serenity smiled. “I think we make a great pair, Sugar. I knew we would get along the moment I met you.” Sugar laughed. “Your first sentence might make others misunderstand our relationship, Serenity. Although I like you a lot, we can’t have anything going between us. If anything happens, Mr. York might shoot me a glare so sharp it can slice me in half.

They got their motors out of the mud and the friendly race to the beachside began. "This steak is so good!" Maureen licked the sauce of her hands. "Apparently it's suya." Raymond said to Maureen. "The taste of the powdered sauce is quite exotic." Jack licked his fingers. "And spicy too." "Don't dare." Tequila said to Maureen who tried to take a dizzy drink. "Whatcha mean?" "Don't take carbonated drinks or sodas when eating something spicy, it goes straight to your brain. Speaking from personal experience." She said and Maureen opted for fresh juice.

Sophie reminded me so much of Lily that I couldn’t stay away. Every time the little girl laughed or ran through the hallway with her curly hair bouncing, it felt like a knife twisting in the emptiness inside me. Lily would be old now, probably gone, but Sophie was here. Alive. Seeing me. Talking to me. Choosing me. I began testing small disturbances around the house, not to scare them away, but to stay close to her. To make them feel me. To make Sophie’s parents understand that I was real.

"Waiter" "Please, can i have this dish?" He asked pointing at our meal. "Sorry.. The lady who made this has gone home. And no one can do it better" I and Sara bursts out laughing. "Well, my husband doesn't eat spicy food, right hunny?" I asked and his eyes sparkled at how i called him honey. "I'll order something else" He replied. "Wait. Are you two on honey moon?" Sara asked.

"Your culinary expertise is just out of this world! It's exceptionally fragrant due to the spices that you used." Severin grinned. "Of course. It's a unique secret recipe."