Sin And Chocolate Audiobook Novels & Stories

I started as made my way down the cobblestone stairs, to the dimly lit basement. "Boss," They both said simultaneously. It's hard to tell them apart, from their chocolate-colored hair to their hazel eyes. The only difference between them is the subtle scar on Angello's chin and a scar below Alessio's left eye. "Has our little birdie sung yet?" I asked looking over to the beaten man tied to a wooden chair while I popped a few sunflower seeds in my mouth. "Not yet, boss, he maintains his innocence." Angello chuckled as he walked over to the sink to wash the blood off of his hands.

The whole thing just put the fear of God in you and you do not want to be found In the PIT Of HELL. I needed to clear myself. I needed to be sure. Biting my lips, I pulled the book closer to my eyes as if I had gone partially blind. 'Sexual preference for and sexual behavior between members of the same sex, considered to be an immoral lifestyle and behavior pattern' That was exactly what I felt and there was no doubt about that. Do I wish that more could happen between Chima and me? Yes. Did I feel something In that water? Yes. Am I guilty of this sin?

This has to be the most ridiculous thing to ever happen to me. “Yeah, do that while you get your shelf and if you aren’t getting it then I might as well call security on you and get you permanently dragged out of here. You’d like that, won’t you?” I teased and he smirked before walking away. I sighed and massaged my temples. This isn’t Damien. Damien can not barge into my life and say I’m whoring myself about. My phone began to ring and I picked it to see Chloe calling. “Who is the devil and does he have a death wish?“ she asked and I smiled, yeah, Chloe wouldn’t hesitate to kill someone and I won’t hesitate to bury their remains so she doesn’t go to jail.

He smirked slightly, recalling how she dashed out of his office as if he would kill her. But he won't deny the fact that he liked it. He knows it's forbidden, that's why it's attracting him more. Alluring him to do something sinful. He was no saint, more like the devil. Though he appears like a respectful man, he has taken enough souls that if some sane person knew they would stay miles away from him. In his world, he was the most ruthless of his kind. A merciless beast. Both vicious and powerful. The great Alpha Xander Colt of Moon pack.

My body betrays me and lets him in. I'm tasting him. It's delicious. That's the word I can use to describe his mouth. It's like we're both struggling to devour the other faster. Then I win, I think. I lower my back to the ground, knees on the floor and undo the rest of his belt. This will be great for Never Have I Ever. I'm sure by now my conscience is dead since it doesn't bother reminding me how wrong this is. I don't wait for revival, I steady one hand on his thigh, the other on the base of his cock then slowly wrap my lips around the head.

(A/N: Hello sweety, I want to inform you and assure you that this book is certainly the erotica book you are looking for. This book is all about the thrilling sex life of a youngster, which is very erotic, steamy, and has a touch of dark relationship and dark romance (BDSM). (Do enjoy reading!) Snow POV I stare at the naked figure besides me in amusement. I still can't believe that this man is the one making me moan crazily like a mad woman.

The road ahead was uncertain, but I was determined to carve my own future, no matter who or what got in my way. And in the distance, I saw the glimmer of a man who could change everything. He was coming. And I had no idea what kind of storm he would bring with him. But I was ready. Or at least, I hoped I was. I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything I had worked so hard to build was about to crumble beneath me, swept away by forces I couldn’t control. But I would face it all. I had to. I wasn’t the woman I once was, no longer the frightened girl who had been cast aside by the world. I was Eli. And no matter what storm that man brought, no matter how deep the web of deceit we were tangled

In his hands he held not a chalice but a small crystal vial of chrism, thick and fragrant. “Today you receive absolution,” he said, voice carrying to the vaulted ceiling. “Not from sin. From choice.” He tipped the vial. Holy oil poured in a golden stream across Elias’s chest, running over nipples, pooling in his navel, dripping down to coat his cock and balls. The scent of myrrh and olives filled the air.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

She settled against me, thighs bracketing mine, and I felt every inch of her small breasts pressed to my chest, the soft weight of her ass on my thighs, the damp heat between her legs through the flimsy short I groaned into her mouth. She rocked once, experimentally and my cock, already half hard from the moment she walked in swelled fully against her. Her breath hitched. “See?” She whispered against my lips. “You want this too.” I couldn't deny it. Not with her grinding slowly on my lap, not with my hands sliding up her back, mapping the delicate curve of her spine. But I still tried one last time. “Your Father trusted me”