Sweet As Suga Novels & Stories

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.

@@@SWEET+SAVAGE@@@ ####NIGHT OF THE LOVE-COMET#### +++THE END++++

, she chewed, her facial expression showing that she was savoring the flavor. “ Cole said it's called suya”, I said, putting a kettle on the stove to boil myself hot water for coffee. “ Suya?” I nodded. “ Woah, I sure will check for somewhere to buy it again. Nothing has ever tasted so spicy and sweet at the same time”. Cole said it was made with pepper and peanut, so yeah, that gave it away for being spicy and sweet. “ You know you said you'll dedicate a few months to loosing weight. How far have you gone with that weight loss journey?” I asked, looking at her and the finished plate of food, “ did you even go for a jog this morning?”

He reached past me, grabbed the printout held it up between us with one hand while the other kept teasing me through my panties, applying slow maddening pressure. “Read the headline,” he said. My voice came out shaky. “‘Unlock Summer: Bold Flavors, Zero Guilt’…” He hummed against my neck, approving. Fingers slipped under the lace now found my bare clit. Circled once. “Keep going.” I tried as much as I could, to keep my voice steady. “‘Our new line of low-sugar… ah…’” He pushed two fingers inside me, curling them forward to hit that spot that made my toes curl in my heels.

The scent of tropical flowers hung heavy in the air, carried on the gentle breeze that drifted through the lush foliage of the Kula botanical garden in Maui, Hawaii. The sun was shining high overhead, casting a warm, golden light on the vibrant greenery. The sound of chirping birds and the rustling leaves of the lush green trees surrounded the beautiful garden, creating an idyllic atmosphere for a wedding ceremony. And the setting couldn’t have been more beautiful. The guests sat on chairs adorned with flowers. The only guests in attendance were Reese’s parents, Axel’s parents, Lucy, Harry, Zayn, Luke, and Ethan.

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Hannah has to quip in with a rejection, which only makes me smile. “Says the eighteen-year-old with a deep love for a thirty-year-old man.” Dane is fast to follow through on what I was thinking. The irony. “That’s different…Suga is ageless. He will forever be the prince of cuteness and sexy, with a little bit of gangster.”

Sahithi screamed making her mother plug her ears with her fingers. "You don't have to shout!" "Anyone will shout if their parents brought ariselu!!" Sahithi declared as she bit into the two flat, round pieces of the traditional sweet she loved so much. The aroma of fresh ghee made the mouths of anyone nearby water at the delicious sweet made from rice floor-jaggery paste shaped into flat, palm-sized round sweet, deep fried in pure natural ghee. The crispy sweet melted in the mouth as you bit a morsel. Sahithi demolished six of these by the time her father had reached the car with her bag.

Sigrid coughed awkwardly and said, "A sugar baby is just a good-looking boy. Sugar mommy means that you have someone to be your servant. They will have to listen to your every word." Tianna's face was full of curiosity, "As long as I become a sugar mommy, the boy will listen to me?" "Yes, because you're going to spend money on him," Sigrid said. Tianna thought for a moment, and slowly moved to beside her bed. She climbed up and took something out from under the pillow, and then came back. Her chubby little hand held a one dollar banknote and she put it in front of Oreo, "Be a good boy. I'll be your sugar mommy, and you must listen to me in the future."

"Do you want the details of how I fucked my sugar baby yesterday? To make sure I’m reaaaally not gay?” “No thank you, I’m gonna change into that pastel bra now bye bye.”