Sugar-kissed Affection Novels & Stories

It was the gift he had bought for me in Luzberg on our third wedding anniversary. Back then, he had said, "My love for you is like this diamond. No matter how many years pass, it will always shine." Since that day, I had carefully treasured the ring along with his promise. I truly believed our happiness would last forever. Yet just a few short years later, the diamond still sparkled, while my heart and our love lay in ruin. Justin tucked the ring into his pocket and stared at the wall. The wedding photo was all that remained of us. The happier we looked in it, the deeper his pain now. He had never imagined that one day I would leave without a word.

I had always possessed a deep love for dazzling objects, and Henry had never forgotten that detail. I recognized that he meant this as an offering of amends, but my heart had long since withered, and I could never accept his affection again. I shook my head slightly, saying, "I can't possibly accept something so expensive. If there's nothing urgent, I'll be heading off now." I got to my feet and made my swift departure after saying that, never once turning around to look at him. Henry remained seated and in a daze. His eyes were fixed on my back as I walked away.

Maybe another year or two. Mum deserves better, so does Eloise and Damian. So do I. "I guess cinnamon and flower scented halls and white Victorian secret slash Jolipoli dresses would have to wait. " I can't help but giggle. I exhale. "I'm so sorry Jamie." "Don't be." He kisses my palm. "We are in this together. " I kiss him and his eyes pop. "You..." I giggle. ""Right! How did you know I was here?""

She had always been in control even the first time she had kissed him she was in full control of her emotions but now all that flew out the window and the kiss became even deeper. He explored the inside of her mouth. She tasted sweet like cotton candy in the morning. The forbidden fruit that you should never taste. He felt her lean into the kiss and became even more dominant. The kiss invaded her thought all she could think about was him and how much she fucking loved the feel of him next to her. She was holding his shirt for lives sake while he was supporting her waste. When he finally let her go. She was panting and out of breath. "You like it."

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

“We’ve faced everything together. This won’t be any different. Our love is strong enough to see us through.” Sylvester’s fingers traced a tender line down her cheek before gently pulling her into a kiss. The kiss was slow and lingering, a silent vow of their unbreakable bond. Their lips met with a deep, passionate intensity that spoke volumes of their love and longing. It was a kiss that conveyed both their fears and their hopes, a promise that they would face the coming trials united.

He looked more of a guard, but he had the charming smile that stole a bit of my breath when he threw open the car door for me and Laura, and while I hopped into the car without saying a word to him. Laura, the whore of a friend, touched his chest seductively and gave him a sensuous wink, before hopping in and sitting next to me. “Why?”. I posed, as though I had not known that Laura was capable of luring any man to bed without letting him think twice. “The night is sensuous. Can’t you feel it?”. She said and touched my long nose, then she turned to the chauffeur. “Hot man, get the music”. The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long

Not when he kissed like this. His kiss put all sorts of naughty ideas, desires and wants, hurtling through my veins like a drug. I couldn't get enough and I wanted more. More than just this kiss. I pressed my chest against his, trying to soothe the ache growing at the tips of my breasts. I need more.

She slowly turned to Sarah in amusement, splashing her with a red blush in embarrassment. Finally, Mike was able to chase her out and get dressed. When Jessica and Robert came out of their chalet, Sarah was leaning on one of those 4 brick legs. Her hands rested on Mike's chest as he held her hips, kissing softly. The sea breeze flapped his shirt and her dress, probably much faster than their lips syncs. There was no lust or urge or passion in the kiss. Just a little treat, enjoyment of the light sparks climbing up their spine and the churn in their mid-chest that bubbles up every time their lips touched. It does things beyond mere lust.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.