Spoil Her Novels & Stories

Even though she acted like she never wanted it, deep down she wanted him so badly it's driving her insane. “ Want more pity treats?” Stefan raised an eyebrow as he moved her and. Of course a faint blush appeared on her cheeks as she tried to look away but he wasn't going to stop until she begged him to.. He gave equal judgment to her breasts while her cooties were already dripping wet.

“Yeah, sure. They don’t get guilty at all.” At that time, Reid didn't understand her. Her mood swings. The way she overthinks things. She’s independent. She doesn't like spending others' money. She’s not the type to be lavish or to become mean to another. This is why he was so eager to have her. Spoiling her… she knew she wanted it. But she’s feeling so guilty. He will enjoy spoiling her like this. “By the way, I bought Quinn’s bag.” She smirked.

I got tired trying to make the stupid boy understand. She is a spoilt brat, entitled princess and they all have one thing in common, the love to explore and try new things. I am the perfect sample of an exposed woman, she would see me as her role model when she gets to know me. She would do anything I say after introducing her to things she might have be shielded from as a kid.

I murmured in her ear. “You didn’t,” she replied, before adding, “Nobody has ever done anything like this for me.”. “Well, get used to it. I plan to spoil you,” I said. “I have one other thing for you before you get to work,” I told her. “What could it be? I have more than enough here,” she responded.

She grumbled, still avoiding my gaze. “Aww, you’re so cute.” I giggled, through my arms around her and squeezing her into a tight hug. A cake wouldn’t and couldn’t measure up to what Dorothy had, but her being her would never ask for anything in return. “Don’t worry, don’t worry, Dorothy. I will spoil you rotten when I start making money. A whole day for spa, mani-pedi, and shopping. The three of us and a whole day of fun.” I giggled, kicking my legs like a child.

Conversation flowed easily, laced with romance and teasing. "This is incredible," she murmured, licking a bit of yolk from her lip, her eyes meeting his with a shy heat. "You spoil me." He leaned back, sipping coffee, his gaze lingering on the way her towel gaped slightly at her cleavage. "Spoil you? Kitten, this is just the start. Tell me, how's that body feeling now? Still aching from how deep I had you last night?" She blushed deeper, crossing her legs under the table, but her voice held a breathy submission. "A little... but in the best way. Makes me want more, if I'm honest."

The taste was commendable. “I thought you were type of guy who likes to spoil their girls.” she pressed her lips trying to mask her mischievous smile. “Really? I thought you didn’t like being spoiled,” I teased her. I was damn sure she loved being spoiled. “Ofcourse, I am a mature women. These things are for young girls,” I couldn’t hold my laughter after that. “What?” she frowned. That was red signal, to stop whatever I was doing.

"Tell me, are you going to hide at your brother's wedding again?" "Look here, you asshole..." She spun around completely enraged and marched toward me with her finger pointed. "You're not going to keep insulting me, you're never going to call me a little girl again, and most importantly, you're never going to embarrass me by bringing up what happened at that damn wedding ever again!" She jabbed her finger against my chest and I realized I had provoked a beast, a little wildcat I didn't know existed. I even found it amusing. "But you are a little girl. A spoiled little girl." I smiled and she looked at me as if she wanted to rip my head off. "If you weren't a spoiled little girl, you wouldn't

, she raises her eyebrows. "Sometimes", I chuckle, putting a piece of the cookie into her mouth. "Sometimes you'll clean the mess, sometimes you'll nag me to clean them on my own", I press her nose. "Ouch!", she pouts touching her nose. "Huh! You'll become a spoilt husband then" "And I'll spoil you with my pampering", I pull her close and nibble her velvety cheek. "Aahh", she hisses. "I wish I could eat you know", my eyes playfully dance along with her eyes. She lowers her gaze while blushing heavily.