Sin And Chocolate Novels & Stories

She wasn’t looking at him, she hadn’t quite looked at him all evening. “I know I shouldn’t,” Cheryl said, a half-smile tugging at her mouth. “But I can’t resist it. Chocolate is my only vice… I’m just addicted to it.” He smiled, stretching his arm out along the back of the sofa, but making sure it didn’t invade her space. His eyes caressed her every inch, enjoying her like she was doing with the truffle. Nikolas felt desire rising in him… and anticipation. “Then don’t…” he answered. “Don’t resist, Cher.”

"Hm, I could do it in whatever shape you want, round, square, in a long rectangle, with layers..." He kissed my chest as I spoke. He hummed to encourage me to speak. "Then we have the flavors. It could be a chocolate cake with frosting, a sponge cake with fruit, a walnut cake with honey, or maybe a rainbow cake, or maybe an apple and strawberry crumble cake..." "As long as it's sweet." He said, kissing my inner thighs. "How sweet do you want it?" I asked, looking down at him. He smiled mischievously and took off my underwear. He then lowered his jaw until he reached my entrance, never once breaking eye contact.

“It has everything to do with it! Chocolate raises your blood sugar quickly and lowers your immunity. You were already sick, so it made your cold worse.” “I don’t understand all that.” Eloise pouted.

I can manage myself but they didn't believe me. "Here, Zy!" Ryle called me. "Chocolates!" I went closer to him and looked for the chocolate on the tray. "This food stimulates endorphins, which are linked to happiness," he said and passed me one. "The darker and more bitter, the better, because it means it has more cocoa than sugar. This way, you won't gain weight easily." "Having a doctor friend is good, huh?" I accepted the chocolate in his hands. "Yeah? Instant nutritionist?" He laughed.

After a disbelieving beat ticked by, I allowed my gaze to travel to the lazy bastard, who lounged in his chair and, I knew fromexperience, had full use of both of his hands. “Sloth is a sin,” I said, my gaze narrowed. “So is pride,” he returned. “In fact, it’s believed to be the deadliest of themall.” Ugh. Now I had to serve him, or I was the greater sinner. I hated whoever took the time to teach this man the Bible. I dropped my fork and forced a smile. “Tea or water, D’yavol?” Elbow resting on the armof his chair, he ran a thumb across his jaw like he was thinking about it. Ahint of pleasure sparkled in his eyes at the demeaning situation he’d put me in.

She had never seen him like this, eyes dark, jaw tight, the holy man suddenly looking very much like a man who wanted to sin. “You have been sinning under my roof,” he continued, voice dropping to a whisper that dragged across her nerves like velvet over gravel. “Every night. I have heard you, you know. Those little whimpers. My name on your lips while you defile yourself.” He leaned in closer, the scent of him, incense and sweat and something darker, flooding her senses. “I told your parents I would keep you pure. And here you are, three fingers deep in that virgin cunt, fucking yourself raw to thoughts of me.”

Did I ѕесrеtlу еnjоу tоrmеntіng mуѕеlf? I must роѕѕеѕѕ ѕоmе kind оf ѕусорhаnt реrѕоnаlіtу. First соmіng іntо thе рub аnd then thе hоt chocolate. Did I really еnjоу reliving оld раіnful mеmоrіеѕ?

I need something to help get me through. Something chocolate.

Nagnginginig ang kamay na binuksan ko nag sobre’t tumambad sa akin ang napaka eleganteng sulat kamay ng prinsipe. Genessia, Strawberry is not the best flavor of chocolate. It's dark and truffle. You can suffer OAS from eating those stupid strawberries or worst, hives. DON'T EAT THOSE. P.S. Don't you ever dare send this back to me. You won’t like it. Don't test me. - Kamahalan

He got embarrassed but chose otherwise to keep it to himself. I stood up and went to the fridge. My eyes lit up in relief as I saw the chocolate spread right away in one of the compartments. Zed watched me bringing over the canister while I propped up on the kitchen island again. Planting my soles on the surface while folding my knees, I spread my legs apart. I glanced at Zed, whose eyes turned darker this time. I then held his gaze as I opened the jar of Nutella. Without leaving his gaze, I dipped a finger inside it. Scooping its chocolatey cream in my fingertip, I licked it until my pointer finger became clean again.