Sugar Rush Novel Novels & Stories

My eyes became wide enough as they stare at him. He grabbed the back of my hair while trying to move me to a better position. A position where he could finish what he started. His mouth held on to mine for as long it could. Not only was hot but the lad was a terrific kisser. I wasn't thinking straight in that fleeting moment. The sweetness of what he was doing made me lose control of myself, I quickly moved down one of my hands and grabbed the side of his waist whereas, my other hand circled his neck and tried to press him even closer to my mouth.

The Rutherford Tower was an upscale skyscraper and immersive restaurant located in the city's most expensive suburb. She rushed to the toilet to see what she could do. Her polyester shirt and plaid pants weren’t too bad, but they had definitely seen better days. She rolled her hair up in a bun and touched up her makeup. “Well, here goes nothing,” she murmured and went back to the office. Jayden was already standing, putting his files in his designer leather suitcase. “Let me help with that,” she hurried forward, taking the papers from his hand. She tried to ignore the way their hands brushed or how good his cologne was, but he didn’t budge from her side.

Secrets and Lies Through the hotel window, the Shanghai skyline sparkled, offering a sparkling display of lights that seemed to match the thrum of excitement buzzing in Isabelle's veins. She and Carlos had been in China a week now, fighting their way through endless meetings and tours of facilities, tightrope walking on a high wire that was international business. It was exhilarating, challenging, and utterly exhausting.

I examined the room looking for any sign that alcohol had been their solace as it had been for Pascal and I and I found none. So just the two of them consumed this much sugar, guess I was going to make a pit stop at the pharmacy on their way home. I only hoped I would not be visiting the emergency room because of their night of overindulgence. I walked straight through the door that Sandra walked through and soon I found the bedroom. My wife and her best friend were sprawled out on the bed, I took a moment to admire my wife. She was beautiful even in her chaotic state. Her hair was everywhere and the make-up she must have forgotten to remove was smudged beyond redemption. She was going to ha

She fanned her burning mouth. "Slow down will you?" His face cringed. "But I'm so hungry!" She tried to speak with the noodles in her mouth. "Tch, hot! Water!" She took the glass beside her. He shook his head as he clicked his tongue finding her hopeless. "I was so shocked by the fact that I'm inside my own novel, I forgot that I haven't had anything since the day I came into this world." She wiped the bowl clean and rubbed her tummy satisfied. "I was so hungry that I didn't even have a chance to complain about this food-" She smiled nodding.

I'm driven crazy. "You taste fucking sweet. Like fucking Christmas," he growls from between my legs and licks his lower lip. "How does Christmas taste?" I look at him as he crawls on top of me. "Like ginger biscuits," he chuckles. "You're my early Christmas present." *** "Are you hungry?" "For food or you mean something else?" Viktor stretches his body. "For food. Jesus, are you a sex machine or what?" I roll my eyes. "Do I hear you complain, little miss naughty?"

After all is said and done, there would be no way that she wouldn’t go back with me. I let out a deep breath as I walked over to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I saw a can of coca cola and grabbed it. For some reason, most of the drinks here tasted a little more different compared to the ones back home. Is it because there’s a hundred times more sugar? I don’t know, but a sugar rush sounded nice right now. I need a surge of energy. “This is weird…” I mumbled to myself as I looked around Keira’s living room.

It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and josh I picked it up and started to read it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, I bit my lips and my eyes narrowed as I could feel my wetness,drip down my legs. I needed the release, with or without the cute guy, I sat on the singular chair there, spreading my legs and rubbing my swollen clit,I made sure I kept my moans muffled. I was interrupted by someone clearing their throat,my eyes widened at the cute guy staring at me. “Don’t stop” his voice husky as I could see the dick bulging against his zipper.

CHAPTER TWO: CROSSING THE LIN His lips crashed into mine with years of pent-up hunger. The kiss was raw, desperate, and filled with everything we had never dared to say. For one dangerous second, I melted into it. The warmth of his soft lips, the way his strong hands held my face like I was both fragile and something he wanted to claim. Then reality slammed into me like a cold poured over me. I pulled back sharply, breathing hard, my hands pressed firmly against his chest. My heart was racing so fast I could feel it in my throat.

I was hard again down there. Damn! "The money, it's too much. I don't need it anymore. The Russian was paid, I was supposed to be done with this sugar thing. But you're too fucking sexy to resist." I grab her neck and pulled her back for the kiss, she peeled her lips from mine moments later.