Savor Novels & Stories

"Don't chew it, but savor it." Sashal took one piece, peeling the cover, then put an orange candy in her mouth. “It's sour.” "Yes, it is. Ahem, in my country, there's a phrase that says that... to get rid of bitterness, fight it with other bitterness. It will make you forget the previous bitterness. That's what the sour candy is for." Sashal drew a thin smile on her face as she kept savoring the candy in her mouth until the candy melted. Then she opened her mouth.

He knew I loved it when he spoke in his mother language. “Cazzonare.” (Tease) Before I could utter any words, he forced his thumb inside my mouth, drawing a whimper out of my throat. His long digit rubbed the gloss over my tongue, mixing it with my saliva. “What does it taste like, darling?” Strawberry. I groaned when he shamelessly explored my insides with a slow sensual pace. “You know I don’t like to repeat myself, Rosella." He orbs zeroed on my lips with lust and darkness. It was as if he wanted to me alive there and than.

She called these people with super abilities Clan of Heightened Vision, Heightened Tactility, Heightened Auditory Senses, Heightened Olfactory Senses, and Heightened Gustatory Senses. "Have you ever visited the newly built food hub near the university with your friends?" Luna was interrupted from reading when he felt Bodie's fork poking her fork with his. "What?" She said in a daze. She had not been listening to Bodie's stories. "You did not listen to a word I said, didn't you?" Bodie sassed. He was almost done eating while Luna still had a lot on her bowl. "Sorry." "What's in that book that you're all rapt up?" Bodie asked with his brows furrowed with peeve.

🔞 AUTHORESS P.O.V "What did you want from me?" Steve asked angrily. "Calm down!" Dora replied with a smile and sat on her car bonnet. "Let's work together," Dora said with a smile. "Are you okay? Because I'm not sure you're oksy" Steve asked angrily. "I'm perfectly okay my dear" Dora replied with s mischievous smile. "Who are you and what are you talking about?" Steve asked with a glare.

“Mmm…boys wanted savory. Bacon is on the menu.” I see his nostrils flare. Shit, he can smell my arousal. “You’re on my menu. I’m not on a diet, darling. I’m on a try it.” He growls softly in my ears as he inhales my scent. “Full fat has all the flavor.” And he licks my mark, “Delicious.”

But instead of swallowing it all, he bit off one end and then tried to place it between my lips. The mingled smell of salmon and the vivid, scandalous image in my mind overwhelmed my senses. I opened my mouth slightly, letting the salmon rest on my tongue. The taste was fresh, cool, and unlike anything I’d experienced before. I felt an unexpected rush of excitement and addiction building inside me. “If given the chance, I’d like to taste the salmon with your body temperature and taste especially the taste of that private part,” he said, his voice a sultry invitation straight from the Devil himself.

But Leonardo chooses that moment to lick my ears, making me lose it. “Yes baby, moan for me. When you make this sound, you remind me of something dubious, and incredibly tempting, like a fallen angel. How can someone so innocent be so sensual and tempting at the same time? You mess with my head, igniting thoughts I never imagined a cold person like me to have. You made my dead heart beat again.” He whispers and scoops up the sticky liquid from between my thighs, while his other hand turns my face to watch him lick and suck it off his fingers. Yuck! Disgusting. But why does watching him suck his fingers send those shivers shooting through my body?

The concern in his eyes was my undoing, breaking my heart that he was so opposite of Elliot and any other guy I'd ever known. With a nod, I reached up to kiss him, causing a blindingly good sensation to build within me as he pulled me closer to him and slowly moved with purposeful strokes, as if taking his time. Savor. He'd said savor. And I think I was finally understanding what the word meant. I closed my eyes. "Nope." He chuckled wickedly. "Open." "Huh?" Disoriented, only able to concentrate on the feeling building inside of me, I shook my head and squinted at him. "What?"

The look on his face has me melting "I love you too, Ber. Goodnight" A/N: Let's play a small game. Who would you kiss, hug, slap, kill or marry among Strawberry, Chocolate, Cream, Caramel, Vanilla and Doctor Sweet?

she said to Starr, her younger sister vibe popping. Starr smiled warmly, loving it. “We should, shouldn’t we?” Sorcha nodded as she grabbed Starr’s palm, leading her to the stall. They both got the ice cream they wanted, Starr paying up. Sorcha got butterscotch – which had always been her favorite, while Starr got mint chocolate. “It taste like freaking toothpaste,” Sorcha had said, “Why do you like it so much?” Starr chuckled before she replied. “You are missing out, that’s all I’m going to say to you.”