Peach Bl Novels & Stories

"Try to describe what it's like to lick me." I thought about it for a long time before I said, "It's kind of like eating a perfectly ripe peach. You know, there's that window of two or three weeks in August when Michigan Red Haven peaches are the perfect ripeness. You bite into the fuzzy skin and the sweet juice rolls down your chin and you can't help but to slurp it up and the flesh is soft yet firm under your tongue. That's the closest I can come to describing it."

she commended and hugged me Emily packed the dress back while Nia bade us goodbye and left. "She's so adorable" Kate gushed "I know right." I replied We continued working till late at night. When we were done, Kate left while I stopped by a pastry shop, Sweet Treats Bakery, to get parfait. I parked my car and went to get it. I was so lucky because they were just about to close. I thanked the lady and walked back to my car. I ignited the engine and started driving then my phone rang.

she said and continued savoring her creamy and cheesy chicken pie. “How about the name?” Her heart rate was erratic as Claire took a moment to remember. He was the only lead she has left to regain her hazy memories from the accident. “Elian? Ellery? Right, Elliot Sphene.” “I hope that’s not a fake name either.” “Hey! He seems polite and not the type to lie their way out.” “Right, not everybody is like me,” Ava said, rolling her eyes. When she saw Claire purse her lips from across her, she smiled. “It’s a force of habit, okay? I’m working on it. Now we can enjoy our lunch.”

Today is the day when Mia and Blaze are going on vacation to Italia, they've prepared their stuff and everything, Blaze just did the last check-up for his pack. "Yes Mrs Blakley, we will arrange your problem since I won't be here for two weeks, contact my beta who will help you." Blaze said through his phone as Klay and Zach are playing together at rock, paper and scissors. "Rock, paper, scissors!" They yelled together loudly and Blaze cringed. "Fuck..." He muttered and glared at them but they didn't notice him glaring at them.

God, I'm hungry. But I've been eating too much chips and ice cream these days so no, I can only eat fruits! No more junk food! Only juicy, peachy fruits. Wait… peachy? Why does it sound familiar? Is there a fruit called peachy? I think there’s a fruit called peachy. Right? Peachy. Hmmm. Peaaa-chieee. Peaaaa-chie. Peaaaaachhhh-ieee. Aha! It’s called peach! Not peachy but peach! Peachy is something like his ass.

"Peach Source has two kinds of secret medicines, which are the two kinds of medicines that people of Peach Source must bring. One is Unpredictable, and the other is called No Happiness. The two kinds of medicines have different functions, but they look the same." "Maybe Wei’er was in a hurry when she was drugging you. In addition, she was not good at medicine, so she made a mistake in the process of drugging and she treated No Happiness as Unpredictable."

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

Preslie asked looked deeply interested in my answer. I gave her a flat look. "Good one. We should make a documentary out of it." "Splendid idea-now can we get in the car?" - "Preslie." "What are you waiting for, Liza. Let's go!" "Preslie." "I think I'm going to go for cheese-I don't really like pepperoni." She dramatically stroked her chin, feigning being in deep thought. "Preslie." "Did you know that Pab's has really good peach smoothies all year around?" Preslie grinned as she looked at herself through her phone camera and powdered her nose.

she finished, massaging her temples. "Okay. Very cold peach tea... no ice cubes, pre-sweetened without sugar at the bottom. Ricotta and turkey breast sandwich on whole wheat bread, no salad. Two painkiller tablets," he repeated, waiting for any corrections. "And... uh... it's... it's... B-Blaine, Miss Parker." "What?" she asked, distracted. "My... name, Miss Parker. It's Blaine... not Maine." "Whatever," she said wearily, still not taking her eyes off the monitor. "That's all for now," she added a few seconds later.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.