Sweet Tooth Good Dentist Novels & Stories

I ignored him, flipping through my medical charts. "Didn't you beg me for these before?" Jerry sounded surprised I wasn't diving in. I brushed him off. "It's too late. I don't eat desserts at night." After a brief silence, Jerry said, "I'll pick up some pain reliever for a sprain. We can leave together in a little while." A moment later, his phone buzzed on the desk. "Jerry, are you trying to dissolve my teeth with all these lemon bars? Who sends an entire batch at once? If I end up toothless, you'd better believe you're holding my hand at the dentist."

"So fucking beautiful, my little nymph." "Please, I need to finish unpacking this." "I know, but before you do..." My mouth slanted over her slightly parted lips and stole a slow, sweet kiss. Fuck me, I was hard, but for once the rush of missing an opportunity to wet my dick wasn't there. Later. Tonight. Tomorrow. Didn't matter anymore, I'd get her to give me her sugar again. Our tongues didn't fight for dominance - they caressed. Tasted. Motherfucking made me forget the reasons why we were both in this arrangement.

I said as I opened the freezer. “A huge difference I can see,” Malakhi muttered, and I saw him staring at some woman's ass, following her with his eyes. I slapped the back of his head, and he turned to look at me, unaffected by my slap. ”Ow?” “You’re an idiot,” I said as I walked towards the till to pay for my stuff. “Do you want candy?” I asked as I showed him the sour candies, and he grimaced, shaking his head. “Not good for my teeth, neither is it for you," he pointed to his canines that extended out before he pointed to my belly. "That pup growing in you needs meat, not candies,” the cashier looked shocked. I chuckled nervously and pointed to my teeth.

Alpha Hugh says and I grin while nodding then I swallow. “Yeah… My dad was the one with a sweet tooth among my parents. He would help us hide candies in the pockets of his coats so our mother wouldn't know and we would sneak over to take them, one by one whenever she wasn't looking” I reply and sorrow suddenly fills my heart as that memory plays in my head so vividly. “He made sure we brushed our teeth before going to bed though. He didn't want to be held responsible if we had cavities” I added jokingly and chuckled.

After looking at it for a while, Mark said, “We’ll go to the dentist tomorrow, you’ve got a rotten tooth. This couldn’t have happened because of a piece of chocolate, could it?” Arianne was in so much pain that it showed on her face, but she could not help but laugh. “Why have I never noticed that you have the talent of being a dentist? I’ve always had toothache issues, but I was always too lazy to bother. I suppose I haven’t got the luxury of enjoying sweet stuff, not when I’m having issues from just one piece of chocolate.” Mark got out of bed to look for some painkillers for her. “Take some medicine and get some sleep. I’ll take you to the dentist when you wake up tomorrow. You had pretty

He dodges it and grins triumphantly like a seven year old. "Do I take that as a no?" I say nothing to him. "Come on, Ellie." Fine. "Not the way I give them to you. Look, I make those desserts for you. I help myself to a cube of it just to see how it tastes." "Hmmm. Maybe we would be seeing the dentist together if you really eat it like I do." I just smile at him. The Alpha King has no idea. ______________________ Third POV The dentist Austin goes to meet is an old classmate of his named BS Ackwood. Everyone called him BS for short, while the more audacious ones just made it seem a little bit damning and preferred to call him Bullshit. Some word Ackwood likes to paraphrase.

Allen asked Stella, "Did you receive the candy that I sent to you the last time?" "Yes, it tastes special, and a little salty. The taste is light and quite suitable for my palate. People nowadays have a sweet tooth, but it's not good for their health. When they are hungry, or when they can't taste anything, eating salty candy might not be that bad of an idea."

Period. And regarding my promotion slogan ‘No SWEET CANDIES for Kids’, it was only a bed-time story my mom used to tell when I was a kid. Long time ago, I liked to eat sweets. And so, all my baby teeth fell off quickly than she expected. So, to keep me from ruining my newly grown set, my mother told me a story. A frightening story. Thanks to her, I now have clean white buds that I bragged about throughout my teenage years. Yes, I got the beautiful teeth but my day was still ruined!

Otherwise she would be lectured by her mommy and daddy. After the cook finished making honey-roasted wings, Gemma took a taste of it and then said, "I think your cook is really unprofessional. He didn't even ask me what I like. It's not delicious at all!" "What flavor do you like?" Liam frowned imperceptibly, and his handsome face was very calm, without any emotions. "I like to eat something sweet, but not too sweet. Mommy said that if I eat too many sweets, it is easy for me to get dental decay. So this is too sweet!" Gemma put down the fork in disgust and pushed the honey-roasted wings in the direction of Liam.

I asked and Faith nodded with a frown. Fern sighed as he looked at me, "Don't tolerate Faith.” Then he looked at his daughter. “You can't be addicted to sweets because your teeth might decay easily --- do you want your classmates to bully you because you've lost all your teeth?" Faith's eyes widened, "I don't want but ---" "Then refrain from eating too many sweets from now on. It's for the best." Fern sternly said and Faith did nothing but nod at her dad and then went next to me.