Sweet Beauty Novels & Stories

I bet those pitch black eyes would look delicious filled with fear, fresh off a run. I thought the only upside to this little pit stop was that I’d be in their home. Closer to Gavin, closer to the top, closer to more information that Oz could use to fuck up their shit, but every time Sweetness moves it’s adding more upsides to the list. She knocks into someone, stilling immediately, and if I wasn’t so distracted by the way her perfect curves sway as she walks, I would have identified this problem sooner. Gavin.

My smile softens into something sweet, delicate, utterly deceptive. The perfect princess. The perfect lie.

Still searched rooms for her without realizing it. Still hoped. The room suddenly shifted. Conversations slowed. Then stopped. One by one, heads turned toward the entrance. Whispers spread softly across the hall like wind through dry leaves. Instinctively, Eugene and Ruby both looked toward the doors. But Arnold already knew. The second she stepped inside, her scent wrapped around him. Warm. Sweet. Dangerously addictive. His body reacted before his mind did. Because lately, Irene’s scent had become unbearable in the best possible way. It lingered on his skin for hours.

"Ohhh, so what was ot you said you needed again?" While we were discussing and going through the designs, she walked in. Carter's Queen. The moment she walked through that door, I felt blown away. I didn't see her well yesterday but seeing her now in all her full glory, as her fellow woman, I was amazed by her beauty. I bet I don't stand a chance beside her but I wasn't going to get intimated. She smiled at her colleague who sat and I could swear that her white, well aligned dentition almost blind me. This is beauty in all its glory.

She's though battered abd bruised but extremely pretty. She's light skinned, blonde, curvy, busty and perfectly heightened with green hazel eyes. She's perfection itself. The most pretty female my eyes ever beholds. I sneak closer but pause. I lips hangs. A rare stinch.y nostrils capture a rare but alluring stinch. It's a combination of both strawberry and vanilla. It's a healthy stinch. A stinch from the moon goddess. A stinch desires by everyone and everything It's the mate bond stinch.

Sulia glanced down at the massive screen of her diamond-encrusted phone, her lips curling into a sweet smile as her manicured fingers pressed the call button. Her expression softened instantly, and her voice took on a sugary tone. "Darling, where are you? Why aren't you here yet? I'm so bored waiting for you all alone!" Her voice was so soft, dripping with sweetness that most men would have found impossible to resist.

It was the sexiest thing I had seen all day. “I might be diagnosed with diabetes, babe. You are giving me too much sweetness' ' I teased. Irene laughed and got off me. She got up and took off her robe immediately. My eyes popped and I was lost in the beauty in front of me. I have seen her body many times but each time, it is the most beautiful sight. “Irene", my voice sounded like a whisper. I was so lost, weakened and totally under the influence of the sexiest woman alive.

Sweetbeats started to get deposist on our bodies due to intense sex making. I continued to roll my hips to feel her deepest corner and she was shivering in every moan she was taking. Her voice was appearing really sweet in the morning and she was a sight to behold. I wish our every morning starts like that. It feel so good. Nothing can be better than this, while having her wrapped in my arms and fucking her, dirting her, sweet talker to her, hearing her honey coated voice.

His face changed. "What?" I looked down at my phone again. Then back at him. "Don't follow me." "Dahlia—" "I said don't." For the first time since Max met me, I saw him hesitate. Maybe he finally saw it. The part of me that didn't smile. The part I usually kept hidden. I walked away. And this time, Max didn't follow. Good. Because whoever had taken Sienna was about to learn something important. Jude was right. People shouldn't trust sweet girls, especially when the sweet girl has finally stopped pretending.

She possesses a pair of wide doe-brown eyes that can melt the heart of any man. There’s a sweetness to the way she holds herself, delicate, gentle and all in all, very lovely- the kind of loveliness designed to be underestimated.