Sweetest Sensation Novels & Stories

Snug in his embrace, Sashal lifted Rohan's head to face her again, then deepened the kiss. Rohan pushed his frantic tongue deeper into hers and kissed her passionately. Sashal trembled in pleasure. She relished the feel of his kisses. “You smell good,” Rohan whispered. Then, his tongue continued to explore the inside of her mouth. It felt as though both of them melted within each other to form one pleasurable feeling. At the same time, the closeness kindled a sensuality that she had never felt before. It feels good. Rohan tastes like sweetness itself. All her five senses seemed to be enchanted to feel Rohan. The damp softness took her breath away and her soul with it. She had no words to des

But he was gentle enough, moving slowly and carefully, making sure that I was comfortable. A prick of some funny sensation of 'this is sweet' engulfed me, but his size at some point couldn't let me enjoy the sweetness as my brain interpreted it. As he finally finished after about two good hours of hot and rough ride into my pussy, Alpha Liams let out a loud scream, jerking terribly and gripping me firmly, I began to feel the rush of some hot liquor flowing so deeply into me, my pussy pulsated with some sweet sensation coating my brain. That was so sweet and I wanted to enjoy more of it in his grip, but the terror in my mind couldn't let me.

he inquired, a little perplexed. "It was just appreciation since she was so nice to me, even though we had just met a few moments before," I explained with a smile. Our eyes locked on each other, and a smile burst across his lips, revealing his pearl white teeth. The smile was real and genuine, and I couldn't help but feel like I was melting, not sure if it was the stare or the smile that did it, but it was hard not to. "My dear brother! Take a look at who I'm with!"

Killian is doing god's work between my legs, adding the right amount of force on my clit. He is sucking and licking, rubbing at one particular spot until I'm panting, shuddering like a broken toy because the sensation is too freaking good. Sweat has broken over my skin, and I arch my back, straightening to add more pressure and guide his tongue. "Oh, fuck me!" I'm seeing stars and glittering, smiling at how warm and satisfying it is with Killian parked between my legs. The sensation is too great. "I think I'm about to come-... I think I will-..."

Honey. The taste of sweetness. And so much sugar that it can get you high. So sweet that it can get your brain numb and your senses zapping. Falling somewhere deep and the same moment when it hits you all with full force. A satisfied eye roll and head hang back while a moan escapes your lips. That is exactly what happened when Andreas pressed his lips on Annalise’s pink and soft ones. Digging his nail into the skin of her jaw, Andreas, forced her to wince and part her lips.

He ate it like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted, taking his time to savor me. The warmth of his breath, the way he dragged his wet tongue along my groove and pushed the tip to go in as deeply as possible, sent tingles racing all over my body. I couldn’t help the intoxicating sensation as my body made small jerky movements, feeling like I was going to melt at any moment.

“You taste sweet… enough to make me addicted.” “Get addicted to me, Gabe…” My voice barely came out, my eyes unsure if they could stay open to see my husband’s head between my legs or close to stay in this unknown world I never wanted to leave. My body was overwhelmed by something crushing, taking my sanity, soul, and blood. I shook… died… but felt better than ever. My heart pounded, not just in my chest but in my pussy. Everything spun around me… giving me the best sensation of my life.

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

Isla felt a dizzying sense of pleasure, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of his touch. Isla closed her eyes, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through her. The sensations were a symphony of delight, a crescendo of sensations that threatened to consume her. Every touch, every movement, was a masterpiece, a testament to Vincent's expertise. She arched against him, her body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure, her mind a whirlwind of sensations.

I can’t see her. I close my eyes and reach for the bond. I’ve been ignoring it with everything in me so that I don’t go mad, so it takes a second to tune in, but when I do, heat suffuses my chest. It’s pure sweetness. Not cloying or sickening, not like candy or syrup. Like honeysuckle. Light and airy. Delicate. My heart cracks. I didn’t have enough of her. Not nearly enough.