Sweet Pampering Novels & Stories

Only a man who is worthy of us can see the value we truly possess. "It does matter. He broke your heart. You are allowed to grieve. You are allowed to eat chocolate and watch bad movies. And that's exactly what we're going to do. I'll call Freddie, and have him send over the best chocolate. Model Perfect lets the models get special childcare samples from around the world, but only at Christmas time." Rosa agrees with a twitch of a crooked smile. She sits on the couch in my room and crosses her arms. Within twenty minutes, Freddie is at the house with a box of special chocolates.

He murmurs sweetly to her, as he stares. “What you need now is just some pampering"He said grinning smugly. He started trailing a path of kisses up her neck, his hot breath sending shivers up her spine. He slid his large hand up her shirt and brushed the pads of his fingers along the strap of her bra.

When he was done he even shaved my legs for me. "Why do you treat me so well?" "What do you mean? Do you want me to treat you badly?" "No, I mean not many guys would wash their girlfriends hair, let alone shave their legs" "I like to pamper you, you are my future queen and I want to treat you like one" "You are too sweet" "My wish is your command my lady" "Really? so I can wish for anything?" "Anything" "I would love a coffee" "Your wish is my command. Lets get dressed and go get coffee and breakfast"

It was her only escape since she could not go somewhere far away to unwind. “This is one of the things that I miss about you.” Her gaze reverted to the door when she heard Jan’s voice. She found him leaning against the doorframe. His eyes were glistening with admiration as though she was the most beautiful woman in the world. “If you’re going to join me for a bath, please turn off the light.” She took a huge gulp of champagne. “And why would I do that?” Jan sauntered to the bathtub and sat on its edge. He looked down at her and wiped the bubbles that covered the top of her breasts.

she explained. She was referring to Amara Zhane Constantine, a friend of Zeeve's who was also in her circle of acquaintances. It was comforting to hear her refer to Amara as "Ate." A Filipino term that can be used to refer to an older sister or to address an older female individual in order to show respect for her. "No, there's nothing to worry about. It wasn't a huge deal at all." I said it a little uncomfortably. "You know what... I really like you! What is your name? she exclaimed, her voice brimming with enthusiasm

In her own words, "I shower the boy with so much TLC that he complains I am smothering him to death. But I feel in my heart, and a mother always knows these things, that deep down inside he loves be smothered by his mommy." When we asked what her greatest asset was—physically- she promptly answered, with a bright smile, "Why my tits of course. But sadly I am yet to find a man who knows how to properly pamper them the way I like." When we asked just what properly pampering them entailed she replied again with that warm killer smile of hers. "Men make the mistake of trying to go all in with my tits right away. Getting there is half the fun. Take it slow and easy. Worship them with your eyes fi

It was like seeing it like a newborn. I walked inside the room and opened the sliding glass door of the balcony. It was more breathtaking up close. I inhaled the sweet-salty smell of the air. It was intoxicating and addicting at the same time. The calmness swooned me, I was almost drifting asleep. My worries were washed away by the tides. I felt safe and comfortable.

He sighed, leaning back his head as her foot stroked his shaft, her toes caressing the tip. "You know how to spoil me," Damien sighed. "Oh, you are going to spoil me," she purred. "Two weeks visiting Mom in the hospital ... I need to be pampered." "Oh? What kind of pampering were you think of?" Her foot stroked faster. His cock throbbed hard beneath the warm water. "The kind only your lips can give me."

He said making me smile at the thought of it. We were like this for a while when Suzie also entered the room. “Not without me” she said and joined the family hug. I felt uniquely vulnerable at the thought of not having Liam here beside me but no doubt that you love those with whom you share blood and that’s like nothing else. I caressed my baby bump and looked at it with all the love in the world I had for my babies. “I took you away from your Dad for your own good. I want a better and a normal life for you and I promise I would do whatever I have to, to make sure your life is nothing like your dad’s” I talked to my little ones for a while and then drifted into a peaceful slumber.

"That's right. Pregnant women shouldn't get angry all the time. It's bad for the baby. Come on, let your husband carry you upstairs." He was always so attentive to me. He peeled fruit for me. When I was sick with morning sickness, he patiently rubbed my back and helped me breathe. If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I might have believed he truly loved me. Just like that, the matter seemed closed. Zachary did as he promised. The next day, he went to the spa and changed the password. He canceled the secondary card, leaving only the primary card in my hands. He became even more gentle and considerate toward me, practically granting my every wish.