Strawberry Shortcake Huckleberry Finn 소설 & 이야기

The cashier asked batting her eyelashes. “A strawberry cheesecake muffin, a double chocolate muffin and an iced caramel macchiato with extra vanilla and extra caramel drizzle.” I said in a monotone voice. “Anything else for you?” She asked squeezing her breast together trying to get my attention. “Nope.” I said popping the p.

By then, we were starving. Alex decided to grill steaks and vegetables while I picked the perfect spot for our lunch. I chose a beautiful spot under a willow tree, right by the water. There was something magical about the way its hanging branches created a curtain of privacy, making me feel like I was in my own secret world. Alex helped me set up the table, and once we finished our meal, he brought out dessert. The moment I saw it, my eyes widened. Strawberry shortcake. My latest craving.

They laughed about it together. Chris asked me with his eyes if I had any pickles, I smirk, I had packed a bunch, in case Chris liked it. I bided my time, until one of them went out to use the restroom, Chris distracted her while I slipped pickles into the sandwiches. “We make the perfect team.” I tell Chris as we dig into the strawberry cheese cake I got. It was supposed to be desert, but we earned it. “Where do you work anyway?” He sips on his juice before responding,

“A little, but I could go for a milkshake right now for some reason.” Abel chuckles, the corner of his mouth twitching a little as he glances down at his feet looking oddly shy. Harken narrows his eyes, unfamiliar with this expression on Abel and suddenly feeling like he is an unwanted factor in the room. “How about I go hunt down some food and somewhere that sells milkshakes? Any particular flavor?” Harken asks. Priscilla thinks about it before Abel suddenly speaks. “Strawberry.” Harken lifts a brow at him, waiting for Priscilla to disagree, but she gives him a shocked look before shrugging her shoulders. “Yeah, I guess so.”

"The breakfast was just perfect, Miss Kingsley." "What are you doing?" She swirls on the chair and faces me, just swallowing the bite. "Did you know that strawberries are an aphrodisiac?" "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," she purrs. "I believe the choice of filling was fully intentional." "Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't," she throws me throws me a naughty wink. What a little troublemaker. I take one last step and cut the distance between us, nestling between her spread legs.

My nerves returned in full force when the servants came through with the final dish, our dessert. What appeared to be something similar to strawberry shortcake was soon placed in front of me, drawing my attention away from my mounting nerves and sending the most heavenly scent up to my nostrils. Fresh strawberries scented the air, causing my mouth to water in anticipation. My tongue darts out to lick my lips, resluting in Lucern to stiffen beside me. When I turn to look at what has caused him to stiffen, I am met with his hungry gaze on my lips. A blush creeps up my cheeks from the heated look taking over his face, need evident from the changing color of his eyes to a lovely red.

After finishing picking the strawberries, Old Madam Hill said to the chef, “Take the strawberries in Eldest Young Master’s basket and make a strawberry mousse cake.” “I have other uses for these strawberries.” Shaun took the basket upstairs. Melanie’s face changed slightly. It seemed like she had not overthought it. If a man had picked so many strawberries, it was definitely because he wanted to give them to someone. As for who he was giving them to...

he asked after a long period of silence. "And a strawberry fountain." I smiled sweetly. He spaced out for some seconds and chuckled afterwards. “Alright, right away Mrs. Rockwell. ” he uttered and kissed the back of my palm. I really have to get used to his ability as a Hugh Rockwell. Who is the person who will suddenly send a strawberry fountain to the room when you can just deep it in a melted chocolate? No need for the fountain. My mouth parted when the room boys including the bell boy that kept on giving me food came in our room to set up the not so normal lunch and the fountain that I’m waiting.

Then the door to his room and confused Alexis saw the silhouette of a slender woman, who with a shy smile brought with him a cake, entering the room with a calm step. "Maddie?" asked Alexis confused, "What...?" "Once when we were little, you told me that strawberry shortcake was your favorite and that it always solved all your problems," She said with a smile, "Do you want us to eat it now?" Alexis didn't know what to answer to that question, as he had too many doubts and was too tired to understand what was going on. But acting as kind as always, Maddie approached Alexis and gently caressed one of his cheeks, looking into his eyes.

I pouted for effect. She laughed and passed it to me. I inhaled and groaned because it was my favorite flavor too – strawberries and cream. I took a bite out of it, savoring the flavorful notes that grew and exploded as they collided with my tastebuds. It was made with real pieces of strawberries that we grew in our garden instead of the imitation kind. Perhaps I could smuggle her into wherever I ended up with promises of orgasmic muffins to whomever the Alpha was. Nobody could say no to her muffins. Not even the most vile monsters would be capable of that.