Sweet Simone's Novels & Stories

I looked down to see that Simone was crouching over me, ready to take me into her mouth. "I've been waiting for you," she hummed in a sexy voice. "It's about time you woke up." Then I felt her warm lips wrap around my c*ck and my eyes closed again. I wasn't tired at all, but I couldn't control the feelings that were building. She pulled me into her mouth as deeply as she could, using her hands to do the rest.

Sujoy's POV I missed meeting my honey chili potato... She is so sweet, like honey, and hot, like chilies. I was missing her... God, she doesn't even give me a romantic smile and I wanted to get married to her with every cell in my body. What was she to me? Why was I dying to meet her?? Was I falling in love with Sneha?? No!! Maybe I was getting too attracted to her as she was absolutely different from me. And opposites always attract.

I gripped the glass tighter instead. “But I can clearly tell you are not okay,” Victor pressed. “What’s the problem? If you are tired of her, go get laid with some other ladies.” Simone clapped his hands together once, laughing. “Exactly. Plenty of options tonight.” Right on cue, a group of women drifted over from the bar. Three of them, all smiles and short dresses, eyes locked on Simone like he was the main attraction. He didn’t miss a beat. He wrapped an arm around the tallest one, pulling her onto his lap, and gestured for the others to sit.

"We should at least put up a happy front. I'm grateful for the summer sun and this trip is what I've been looking forward to all week." Stephanie smiled softly before turning to answer him, "Well is this face happy looking enough?" He looked at her momentarily, then grinned and said, "You need to broaden that smile of yours if you don't want the sunshine to beat you to it." *** Meanwhile, back at the Solomon's mansion, Simone was ready and waiting for Simon in the garden to finish dressing up. She was cladded in a black short gown that accentuated her curves. The sun filtered through the shaded maple she stood under for shade. A lone leaf from the breathing its last dropped dead in front of

Turning to Julian, Simone confessed, “Julian, I have feelings for you?” Simone's statement, about her attractiveness, totally surprised Julian. Her beauty held Julian's gaze as he stood there. Simone, standing at about 5’8 with a slim figure in all the right places, had cinnamon brown hair and mocha-colored skin. Her lips were full and luscious, and she had a slightly pointed nose. However, what Julian adored most about Simone were her striking baby blue eyes. "Your beauty is captivating," Julian sighed, unable to look away.

Simone wouldn’t need to be paid in gold to help the mouthy Laura shut up. She could picture herself pouring wine over the blonde, red wine preferably, but had to restrain herself and put a commercial smile on all through the evening. She learnt from the overly talkative woman that she was a model, a well-paid one… Simone had to repress a yawn more than a couple of times. She didn’t know how William could put up with the woman. But then again, he was a man, a man with needs, and she couldn’t expect him to remain celibate.

And I did not stop. Outside, Simone waited beneath the boutique awning, one hand resting lightly on her clipboard. She wore a minimalist blazer over sharp black trousers, her hair pulled back in a sleek line that made her cheekbones sharper, her gaze more defined. Every detail about her said what we needed it to say. Composed. Precise. Unapologetically in control. She didn’t smile when she saw me step out of the car. She didn’t wave or move quickly. Instead, she studied the sidewalk behind me before her eyes returned to mine. When I reached her side, she leaned in slightly and spoke without lowering her voice.

Failing miserably as she looked at Guilherme, standing between the kitchen and the living room, and wished he would kiss her like there was no tomorrow. Guilherme was focused on his laptop, reviewing the final details of the business trip he would have in a month. Although he had time, the Salvatore account required care, and he wanted to have everything ready before closing up for the office's collective year-end vacation. The sound of the door opening made him look up. Simone entered with a malicious smile and confident posture, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. Her slender waist, full breasts, and long legs were accentuated by a black spaghetti-strap dress. In the crook of her

Simone apologized taking her place behind the counter as the girl flipped her hair behind her shoulders. "That's all right. And it's Alicia Silverstone. Nice meeting you, Ms. Thompson. I am great fan of your cupcakes." Alicia forwarded her hand towards Simone; shook her hand and shared a smile. "I am glad you like them because trust me I am more into cake baking rather cupcakes. But since my twin sister loves them, so I have to do it for her." Simone said with a smile, and Alicia smiled genuinely. "I am sure she is worth every effort." "She is and I wouldn't do it for anyone else." Simone said proudly.

When she let go, and he could feel the result of the hard work, he smiled. She took a minute to move. She raised her head and then smiled at him. “That was more of a reward for me than you.” “Well, I think you can figure out something to reward me, baby.” He said. His already deep voice thick with desire and seemed lower in the smaller room. She pushed her skirt down slightly, and she then unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her tits to him, and he licked his lips with a want. He didn’t notice at first, she had slid down to the ground and had already unbuttoned his pants. She pulled his hard cock out of his pants and had already begun to run her tongue along with the head of it. He groaned as he