Sweet Note For Boyfriend Novels & Stories

he said smiling at me "We can just take it slow" ••••••••••The END•••••••••••• Thank you guys soo much for reading my book it means soo much to me. THERE IS A SEQUEL FOR SWEET CHOCOLATE!!! IT WILL BE COMING SOON PLEASE BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR IT

The pain of feeling guilty even when you aren’t, is a different kind of pain that no one could ever understand except you yourself and I was going through the same pain which was almost invisible but hurting me deep inside. “I need some champagne to celebrate this,” she demanded to me. I nodded my head as this was so much of happy moment for me and I was going to agree for whatever she would ask me today. And then, my phone beeped. It was him. ‘SO HOW DO YOU LIKE THE SURPRISE? DO YOU LOVE IT?’ So, it was him. It was all him. It was my boyfriend who did all of this. I couldn’t help but the long series of tears rolled down my eyes and I started to cry out as loudly as I can.

He knew her temper and once she got angry she could kill him without a second thought. Don't get it wrong Sabrina was sweet but when she got angry the world would suffer. After saying those words he gave her some ice cream to calm her down and it always worked every single time. "you are lucky you know that." "Anyway how is you girlfriend. When can I see her again." Johnny was her partner in crime. every time they were together she felt carefree and relaxed around him. She looked at him and hoped that he could live a happy life. ***FLASHBACK****

Then he smiled after he let go of my hug. "I'll make up to you, that's a promise," I said. "You don't have to, but if that's what you want, I'm willing," I smiled at what he said. Tine is kind and sweet, boyfriend material, and very down-to-earth. Any woman can fall for him but I don't know if I'm one of them. ***

Why do I feel like I am competing with another girl for what my boyfriend likes to eat or not? From the start, there shouldn't be any competition at all because I am his rightful girlfriend! Trey sighed before speaking, "Thanks, Lori, for being kind to offer me my favorite cake flavor, but right now, honestly, I'm in the mood for eating Cinnamon because you know I don't always eat this snack, so there are times, like at the moment, that I miss eating it and even crave for it." He smiled at me and accepted the Cinnamon I was giving him.

It had fractured things, but it had also freed me. “Sophia wants to meet,” I told him, turning in his arms. “She’s been blowing up my phone with support and memes about us being the new power couple. She’s worried but thrilled.” Damien’s lips curved into a rare half-smile. “Your friend has good instincts. Let her come here if you want. Marcus will handle security.” His hands slid down to grip my ass, pulling me flush against his hardening cock. “But first… I need you again.”

He turned and placed a plate in front of me. “Eat.” “Thanks.” “You're welcome, Sweet.” “Can you stop calling me Sweet?” I asked, looking down at my plate, blushing. “Why?” Fuck, his voice… “We are not friends or anything…” “Yes, I know that… and here is the contract,” he said as he passed me a brown envelope. “Calling you ‘Sweet’ will make the fake relationship more believable, won't it?” I looked from him to the envelope. Why? Why is he helping me? I am sure there's nothing I can offer…

My steps quickened as I tried my best to reach my office before breaking down. I paused when I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open and stepped in. He was seated in my chair, a smile plastered across his face. His short, curly hair fell onto his forehead, giving him a slightly boyish charm. He was dressed in a pristine white shirt tucked into black slacks. “I thought I’d take you home,” he said. Despite the turmoil inside me, I felt my lips curve upwards. Nathiel Brooks. My first boyfriend. My first love. My first kiss.

He sucked on it feeding me immense pleasure. "Oh gosh! O-ooh...." I quivered and my fingers grew weak from intense pleasure. I placed my hand on his shoulder yet I trembled. "You're fucking sweet. So tasty. I want to suck your sexy nipples every night." He whispered roughly against my breast. He looked at me and I felt shy suddenly. This bulky, hot ass man was my boyfriend. Each day, I woke up to think just how lucky I was. "Would you mind sneaking into my room to have a taste then?" I asked trying my best to maintain eye contact.

I almost choked on my coffee at that. "You don't like sweets?" "No." On their own my eyes went to his well sculpted body. I guess it made sense with a body like that. "Oh god I brought a crazy person home. First black coffee and now sweets!" I dramatically held my chest. "If you say you hate dogs I'm out." Knox rolled his eyes. "Of course I like dogs." "Phew. One good quality." "Wow thank you for that." He deadpanned. "You insulted my coffee." I shrugged. Knox rolled his eyes at me again making me grin behind my mug. It was surprisingly fun arguing with him. "But don't worry we'll get you to like sweets in no time."