Sad Sweet Dreamer Sweet Sensation Novels & Stories

Bella Dreams of Seth are continuing to consume me. I can even smell him. The smell of his cologne will make any girls mouth water. I've smelt his cologne before on people but one him it is amazing. Oh heavens, his hands caressing my face tracing a path he moves his hand down my collar bone. This is the best dream ever I moan as he carresses down my chest to my exposed breast where my robe had come undone while I was sleeping. His mouth seem to follow the trail of his hand movements. Rubbing my legs together as the pool of wetness in between my legs increases and becomes overwhelming. His touch is exactly how I remembered sliding down finding it’s way to my wet core in between my wet folds. G

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

I felt my hips jerk against his mouth at the sudden collision. I felt his hot breath against my moist and pink lips which were waiting readily for his mouth's onslaught; yet I was not prepared as his tongue, soft as silk and rough like a cat's, slid up my folds and nudged at my clit. I let out a slow cry and arched, feeling my whole body quiver. And that was just one lick. "You taste better than ice cream." Adrian hummed, taking a deep breath of my heady scent. "And trust me, I have had a lot of ice cream in my life."