Sweet As Suga Novels & Stories

Sweet and tangy. Shana Price tastes like sugar with a twist of lemon. My mind tells me to go slow, reminding me that I don’t have any right to this beautiful woman. My mind is saying to stop, yet her soft moan is all I hear. My body has its own GPS with the destination close. Listening to my mind is out of the question. Her petite body shivers as I tease her sweet lips. They willingly part as my tongue delves inside, wrestling with hers.

it. “Suck it... Ahh... That’s right...” She leaned on the top of me and I almost coughed when she released a lot of juice. I open my eyes from what she did. I don’t know how to scrape her liquids, but it doesn’t smell. It tastes sweet like honey, and I don’t doubt drinking it all.

His eyes dropped at her cleavage which had become more pronounced with the scarf gone, and without thinking twice, he grabbed her by the waist. Marina gasped as he pulled her forcefully in a way that made her body slammed against his, and engaged her mouth in a fierce frenzy kiss.

said Nicholas indignantly. Matheo squeaks, "If you have a match, you can't avoid it. Moreover, I heard that Balinese girls are beautiful and sweet. Oh, I feel like going to Bali today." said Matheo while dreaming. Nicholas hit Matheo's shoulder a little harshly. "You're dreaming too much. I'll give you a day off." said Nicholas while looking at the Mansion in front of him. Nicholas eyes lit up, he looked at Nicholas with pleasure.

That was probably the most melodious sound a woman could make. My name was Michael Jones, and I had tied the knot not long ago. Once, my wife's sister, Annie Larsson, came to Geordan during her summer break and temporarily stayed at our place. In the height of summer, she wore a thin camisole and tiny shorts every day, not even bothering with a bra. When she walked and sat, her breasts always looked perky. Her thin waist was enticing to look at, and her round, soft butt was always arched in a seductive curve. No man could keep his thoughts straight, especially not someone like me, who was both bold and dirty-minded.

She asked. "No. I'm not a model." I replied. "But you look familiar though. I've been thinking it since you took off your nose mask. Are you Tim Cougar the model?" She asked. "No, I'm just Eldse. Not a model." I replied. "Oh, weird name but it's cute." She giggled. "Here, it will get cold if you don't drink it soon. I presume you like your coffee hot. Really hot." She blinked at me. "Thanks."

We just don't have enough money. "Come on, child, so you can get better quickly. Aling Seding said this is the medicine for Neneng and Pipay when they're sick, do you want your cold to get worse?" He shook his head, frowning. "Good, so drink this, okay? I'll bring you marshmallows and pastillas later, okay?"

There was just something very serene about her. His gaze slipped down to the bowls she was holding. One had a vegetable soup and the other was stuffed with brownies. "You have a sugar tooth?" he asked while looking at the brownies. "Ye..yes," she answered, keeping her gaze on his gorgeous face. Killian smiled and lifted his dense lashes to meet her eyes. Ara couldn't help but think he would have been so perfect if he were not a crazy man. "Me too," he admitted, yet again, admiring her plain features with his enthralled eyes. He didn't know he had a sugar tooth until he tasted her. Now he was addicted. Fucked and addicted.

Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand. I will set it up with Jaquelyn tonight. Thank you, sir." Damn billionaires! I finally ended his call. Mr. McCain was one of our top pay

“No phones. No alerts. No world watching. Just you and me.” He lifted her onto the kitchen island, pushing her dress up around her waist. His mouth trailed down her neck, sucking marks into her skin as his hands roamed her body. He dropped to his knees, spread her thighs wide, and devoured her with long, slow licks, his tongue exploring every inch of her. Two thick fingers pushed inside her, curling perfectly while he sucked on her clit. Kira’s head fell back, fingers tangling in his hair as she moaned loudly, the sound echoing through the open villa.