Silk And Honey Novels & Stories

I laughed breathlessly when he dipped into my navel, the sound turning into a gasp as he chased the sweetness higher. *He didn’t stop at my ribs.* *More honey—thicker this time—drizzled over the swell of my chest, running in thin golden rivulets over my nipples. I watched, mesmerized and aching, as he leaned down and licked a long stripe from the bottom of my left breast all the way up, collecting every drop before circling my nipple with the flat of his tongue.* “Fuck,” I whispered, my back arching. *He hummed in response and closed his mouth around the peak, sucking gently at first, then harder, drawing it deep between his lips while his hand found my other breast. His fingers squeezed, ro

I open my basket and take out the honey. Honey is older than kings. Older than paper. Older than so many words people pretend are permanent. Honey does not rot. It simply becomes thicker, more itself, as years go by. I smear a thin line of honey on the tree’s bark in a spiral, slow and controlled. Not a symbol for a god. Not a plea. A simple offering to the oldest agreement there is: if you want the hedge to hold something, you feed it. Then I take the linen strip and wrap it around a low branch, tying it once, then twice, then three times.

I’m tired of speculating. Is there honey, or not??

Who is the person to give all this? “Hazel, pride of my mansion! I am pleased to see you. Good morning, how did you sleep, huh?” Honey was dripping from her tongue but alas, the honey was mixed with sugar. Something fake and indigestible. “Come here, we’ve got a big deal and I want to go there and take care of my customers, as we know how beautiful you are…” she threw a fake smile in her direction. Like always!

Lily glanced over her shoulder, to see Bonnie approaching her with a long cloth tape measure in her hands. “It's amazing,” Lily said. “This color. I've never seen anything like it.” “It's the silk that brings out the color,” Bonnie explained. “This silk is from France. There's a special area there where they harvest it. The area is small, though, meaning only a certain amount of silk can be obtained every year. What you're holding in your hands right now is quite rare, but obviously quite beautiful.” Lily suddenly felt like she was holding something as valuable as the Queen's crown. She carefully put it back on the hangar and hung it up.

niha : they are staying together tonight me : oh so sweet niha : my bro is a gentleman now so don't worry hansika : we believe him niha : can I ask you people something me : ofcourse niha : why honey is single till now hansika : she is inspired by her mother's love story so she stayed single untill she find her soulmate she wants only one person in her life niha : wow really wonderful me : yeah she never allowed any guy to speak to her except our family members but your brother stolen our honey's heart easily niha : infact iam thankful to her a lot because of her I got my brother's love and care we got him as a normal person hansika : our honey is so sweet since from childhood she gives happ

Honey stared melting in the heat that was produced by the brushing of their almost bare skin and the game they were playing with their rolling and fighting tongues. “Mmmm…” she moaned and panted as she wrapped her right leg around Adrian while sucking his tongue and lips, trying to dominate the heated kiss. After fighting urgently for dominance, they both pulled back for air, gasping. “Let us get into the pool. The water seems nice.” Honey said winking and then wrapping her hands around Adrian’s neck and letting her perky breasts brush on his bare chest, she pouted, “I want us to get wet!” she bit her lower lips looking down shyly before adding, “I want to get wet everywhere!”