Sugar Style Novels & Stories

Rose would not indulge in the man's ridiculous desires. "One more thing. Being your sugar baby? Hell. Big no! I don't want to!"

We were on our mandatory date tonight, another way to show the public our united front. Blaze’s eyes lingered on my mouth a little too long as I took a bite of the slice of cake from his fork. For all his quirks, I still found myself moaning as the taste burst in my mouth. It was similar to Torta Savoia with its rich chocolate hazelnut cream that I had from the human realm and had instantly become my favorite.

“Just a little.” Inside, the café was warm and golden, with sunlight streaming through wide windows and glinting off polished wooden tables. The air carried the scents of cinnamon, espresso, and fresh pastries. The chalkboard menu announced Sugar Pie Special but Today Only! in looping cursive. I tugged my oversized sunglasses lower on my nose and adjusted the scarf around my hair. It wasn’t much of a disguise, but it usually worked well enough to avoid attention. Today, I needed anonymity more than ever.

"Where's my sugar, sugar, sugar baby?! Sugar, sugar, sugar, give it all to me! Don't care if you have anotha Kiss me like your real lova! Sugar, sugar, sugar I wanna bathe in your love Deceive me Make me think I'm the only one! Suuugar! Lie to me! Lie to me! Make me feel loved Otherwise. if. I. find. out Your Lova find you missing!" The lunch lady's seductive dancing drew in a small crowd of laughers. "That was Pop Sic's Sugar-Like Addiction. That was unfair of me. Sorry. But thank you Lunch lady-san for your performance."

I jumped back on top of him as I removed his shirt, I grabbed the ice from the bucket as I sucked it, I left the ice on my mouth a little out so I can move it with me while licking every inch of him. He moaned once the ice hit his skin. I moved from his neck to his abs. He touched my hair as I began to unbutton his jeans, sliding them down along with his underwear. I wanted to tease him, so I moved slowly from his abs to manhood. I began to pleasure it with my hands then moved my mouth slowly toward it. I ducked it then left it moving back to his lips. He tugged on my hair, “are you trying to tease me caramel?” I smiled, “not a good idea, baby girl.”

I got you before so I'll get you again. Zack's Pov. That woman is annoying. Why did she come back here? We are here at the bar today with my friends. Many women seduce me but I don't budge. I won't shoot women until I've finished what I'm doing to Angel as if my monkey friends dare. "Dude what's up with the sweetness prank of a ZACK ERVIN, does it work?" crazy question of Zyrone. "Of course. Because we know that woman really likes me hahaha," I replied proudly to them.

"No, of course not. I didn't think you were like that, Tera. I was just asking because I know not everyone drinks coffee with sugar." "I see. Let's find some sugar here..." Tera replied without turning to look at Vivia. She opened the same storage cabinet and found various types of sugar in different jars: granulated sugar, sugar cubes, powdered palm sugar, and sugar-free sweeteners. Tera brought them all and presented them to Vivia. "Choose as per your preference," Tera offered. "Thank you, you are so kind." The sweet girl, Vivia, opted for powdered palm sugar to add to her black coffee. She happily hummed while separating the powdered palm sugar jar from the lineup of sugars Tera had provi

He just stared at me like I was the approved dealer of all good things. “Is it okay?” I asked Aurora. She shrugged lightly. “One is fine.” I bought him one—blue and pink mixed—and the vendor handed him this cloud of sugar almost bigger than his head. Alex gasped. “It fluffy!” He touched it with one finger. “It sticky!” Then he looked up at me and whispered like it was a secret conspiracy, “Mommy say sugar make me hyper.” “Does it?” I asked. “Yes,” he said proudly. “I run fast.”

Finally, Sugar brought us toward a booth that was wedged between two parties that stopped their conversations at the sight of us. "You sit next to me," Hezekiah ordered. And without protest (frankly, because I had 'agreed' to behave), I scooted on through until my shoulder was against the wooden wall, trying to stay as far away from Hezekiah as I could. "Let me know if you need anything else," said Sugar. She wasn't talking to me. Not at all. Before she left, Hezekiah grabbed her arm and pulled her onto his lap. "What made you think I was done with you?" he said down at her. "You know I love me some brown sugar."

She didn't like to stay alone in the apartment when she was in her teens, she would tail me around in the office every day when she was done with school. Until one day she shyly mentioned to me that she wanted to be a sugar baby. And that she was still a virgin. I was livid, we argued back and forth for months until I finally gave up. Now she was one of our top-ranked sugar babies. And obviously, Mr. Davis would only want the best. They looked like a happy couple, she was very beautiful and he looked very handsome. His hold on her was possessive. He would some time gave her kisses on her forehead, her cheek, her naked shoulder and they would hold hands, then she would reciprocate by kissing