Sweetest Sensation Novels & Stories

that smile that told me that moment meant everything to him, it's on his lips now, and goddess help me, a girl can only fall deeper for him. We get lost in our world, a world woven from whispers and soft touches, from the brush of skin against skin, and the intoxicating scent of our combined pleasure. It’s delicious ecstasy, a slow, burning fire that consumes us, leaving only warmth and an undeniable sense of belonging.

I licked the skin until he let go of his lips with me giggling harder. The giggle fell away as he claimed my lips so sweetly. The kiss was mind-blowing. It was like sweet sucrose in my mouth yet not so aggressive. It was like smooth creamy ice cream melting in your mouth on a hot day. It was like biting into a watery fruit when thirsty. It was bliss, my brain cells buzzing with my toes curled as my hands interlocked behind him and curled into each other. It was the most innocent and sweetest kiss.

I hear Xander shout. Suddenly the most heavenly smell fills the air. The smell makes my mouth water and my teeth ache. Damn that smell is sweet as fuck. It's so ripe I can taste the strawberries on the tip of my tongue and I don't even know the last time I bit once. I swallow against the scent and it fills as if smooth, warm honey flows down my throat. The heat in my body circulates against the sensation and I feel myself moving. Mate. MINE!!

Sweetbeats started to get deposist on our bodies due to intense sex making. I continued to roll my hips to feel her deepest corner and she was shivering in every moan she was taking. Her voice was appearing really sweet in the morning and she was a sight to behold. I wish our every morning starts like that. It feel so good. Nothing can be better than this, while having her wrapped in my arms and fucking her, dirting her, sweet talker to her, hearing her honey coated voice.

Which is replaced by the most amazing sweetness I have ever felt, more than his hands could do. He starts moving slowly in me, not removing his d**k from me. I stick my tongue out as the pleasure exceeds me. I want to scream his name, but I can't. His hands are both on my nipples, pinching them with each stroke he makes. His mouth is on my ears whispering incoherent words, biting my ears and sucking, bringing pleasure all over my body. I feel possessed as another rush of sweetness erupt from my abdomen all through my body. He in turn begins shaking and vibrating until he finally stops and sighs. I feel his lips curve in a smile, I smile too.

The pleasure was divine, a honeyed bliss that made her inner walls clench and flutter. “Yes, yes,” she moaned breathlessly, lost in the ecstasy. Then laughter bubbled up amid her gasps as fingers circled her relentlessly, the overwhelming sweetness in her pussy sending electric jolts that arched her spine and curled her toes. “Oh god…” she panted, eyes fluttering back in her skull. “So good… so fucking sweet.” Her breaths came in jagged bursts, her body teetering on the edge of spasms from the unbearable, sugary bliss radiating from her pussy, each stroke amplifying the delicious ache until it consumed her.

And now here he was, reminding me with every stroke of his tongue. He sucked harder, twirling the tip around my clit in tight, perfect circles. “You taste so fucking good, Sabrina,” he growled against me. “Sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.” The words sent me spiraling. My thighs started shaking uncontrollably. He slid two thick fingers inside me without warning, curling them just right, pumping slow and deep while his mouth stayed locked on my clit. I was lost. His thumb took over on my swollen bud, rubbing firm, relentless circles as his fingers fucked me harder, hitting that spot inside that made stars burst behind my eyes. The pressure built fast…too fast—coiling tighter and tighter until I c

I'm frozen, skin burning, chest heaving. He leans in one last time, his whisper threading through the noise. "Consider yourself saved." Saved. The word tastes bitter. Because it doesn't feel like salvation. It feels like exposure. Like humiliation. Like he just made me a pawn in a game I swore I'd never play. Before I can say anything, the bottle clinks again, laughter spilling over me like poison. The circle closes in, hungry for the next victim. But I can still feel his mouth on mine, his whisper in my ear, his eyes warning, daring, promising all at once.

Alexander was vaguely aware of something sweet in his mouth. He couldn’t help but suck more gently to draw it out and into his mouth. His mind was hazy, and his body was feeling full, but even so, he couldn’t stop himself from drawing a few more drops of the sweetness into his mouth. His senses were heightened and he could hear the sound of a beating heartbeat and the sound of pumping blood with each heartbeat. He gave one last lick to the sweetness before groaning and burying his face into the warmth below him, shuddering as hot pleasure raced through his system.

He pushes hard while releasing his sweet juices. He searched my lips for a kiss. We are now drive in silence. I can’t help but ponder the tenderness of his kiss, just as I felt a rush of euphoric bliss envelop me, making my heart sing with pure joy. At the same time, there are a few more thrusts that are up to the bone. *** I WAS AWAKENED by a little kiss on my neck, and a smile flashed on my lips before looking around. As if I were stoned by what I saw, his lovely face opened out to me. I swallowed hard as I stared at his strawberry-red lips.