Sweet Obsession Callie Rose Novels & Stories

And yet, he looked like a man who had just tasted joy for the first time in years. From the kitchen, the scent of tomato basil filled the air. A pot simmered quietly, the wooden spoon resting lazily on the edge of the pan. Rosie, dressed in a long charcoal-gray T-shirt and loose pajama pants, her hair tucked in a messy bun, was humming to herself as she chopped some fresh parsley. She didn’t hear the door. She didn’t hear his slow, deliberate steps. But she felt it, a sudden shift in the air. She looked up, and before she could utter a word, Caleb was there.

And that was all it took. I pounded into Callie—like she was mine—and while she moaned from pain for a few seconds, she kept screaming due to the overwhelming pressure she couldn't handle. Grazing my lips over hers again, I nibbled on her lower lip, hips slamming into her like a goddamn machine. Callie moaned. Screamed. Begged. “Dan…Dante.” “What is it, Sunshine?” I asked between pants, feeling her tighten around my cock again. My eyes rolled back as she came around my cock and brought me to my own climax.

“And, Callie, what is it that you want?” I grinned, shaking my head at him. “I don’t want for much, I’m afraid.” “Oh, but I think you do. I think you want passion, Callie. You want a love that burns like fire, trembling through you and setting your heart alight. You want to feel fear, and respect, and pure adoration. You want to be consumed by it. And,” he added, his tone morphing from serious to cocky, “you want a partner who is as consumed by you.”

"That's almost worse, you know? When it's just a feeling and you can't even be mad because there's no proof. You just sit with it." "Yeah," I said. "I know that feeling. Though I'm thinking you're going Paranoid.” We looked at each other. "We're a mess," she said. "A beautiful mess," I corrected. "Obviously." She stood up, dusting off her silk shorts. "Okay. I'm hungry and this conversation is making me sad. Kitchen?" "Kitchen." {—} The Callahan kitchen; wide marble counters, copper pots hanging from the ceiling, a window above the sink that looked out into snow-dusted hedges. Warm and bright and smelling faintly of something Chloe had probably burned earlier and blamed on the oven.

He likes Belinda Morris but will not cross swords with Chase Stone. "I have a business meeting. I will see you another time. Take care," Nick says and walks away. He does not have a business meeting. He wants to get rid of Sarah Harper. Sarah is jealous of Belinda, as she can see naming Chase, and Belinda has also upset Nick. Why does everybody like this Belinda woman so much? She's not even halfway as beautiful as she is. Sarah sighs as she sits down and downs her vodka.

She opened her mouth giving my tongue entrance to enter ger delicious mouth and explore my territory and ravish it as much as I want. Her hands slipped from my cheeks and rested on my chest while I taste her, like she is my favourite fucking dessert. Because fucking hell, she is. --- "Why do I not know anything about it?" Lucas pouted with obvious disappointment in the all three of us as we sip on our drinks. "Because you were busy with paper works." Rowan mocked him and asked for a refill. Lucas is talking about being left out when the whole drama happened in the morning. I am not even paying any attention to them as I re-think about Iris' words again and again. What does she mean by she ca

she added and blushed. Callahan simply kept mum with a sly smile plastered on his as he dapped the corner of his mouth. He rose from his seat and trekked to Cassandra, her eyes followed him as he leaned towards her head, "are you sure you are willing to do anything to get my brother?" he whispered seductively. Cassandra swallowed greedily as she stuttered, "yes- yes I am, "She inhaled his scent and felt like purring, he smelt like Blueberry Musk with a hint of tobacco.

Rolling her eyes back, Rose on instinct arced up against Sebestian as he parted her legs further, clenching and unclenching around nothing as she gripped Sebestian' hips so hard it possibly hurt her, trying without thinking to make herself as accessible as possible to Sebestian. Caught off guard, Sebestian moaned and let her teeth scrape against Rose's neck as the Omega turned her head to the side, offering herself up probably unknowingly. Sniffing the air at the sudden new scent, Sebestian entire body felt like it was vibrating, his blood buzzing as the thick warm scent of Omega slick filled his nostrils. Not having expected it as it was rare for Omegas outside of heat to be able to produce

I apologize for his question, because I don't want to tell them what happened to Zack and me. I would have stood up to order something to eat but I was surprised because the students approached where I was and they presented the red Roses one by one. I was surprised to accept them and I turned my gaze to my friends who are now all smiling. Zack's friends who haven't been here lately. My eyes caught the person I was looking for, he was approaching me while he was holding a guitar. As he was approaching in front of me he was also starting to sing "Love" By: Jroa X Bosx1ne

I just found myself slowly turn a blind eye. His lips felt so gentle and warm. My hand clawed at the nape of his neck as the kiss began to grow stronger. No one has ever kissed me like this, even Lester; we do not share this kind of kiss. I seemed to be under his spell, so I forgot to breathe. But it was as if I woke up to a beautiful dream when he let go of me. “That was sweet,” he whispered. *** “GOOD MORNING, MA’AM!” Karen greeted me with a smile on Monday morning.