Novel & Cerita Taste Like Candy Book

A soft rumble vibrated in his chest and it turned into a deep groan when I closed my lips around his index finger. The taste of lemon flavored candy he had fed me mixed with the taste of his skin. Salty, sweet and tantalizing. It was more delicious than the candy and I didn’t realize that I had sucked more than a tip. His voice, a deep rumble whispered in my ear, “Princess. Enough.”

“What do you taste?” “I can’t quite put my finger on it. But there is a hint of something sweet like cherries mixed with something tart like raspberries. But it’s not unpleasant. Why isn’t it bitter, though?” “Because it’s not that store-bought shit or the over-priced city crap. Now, do this.”

more like chocolate with a strawberry flavored center. I try not to laugh as it takes him a significant amount of time to unwrap it before placing it on his tongue. “Why is it so sickening sweet?” I couldn’t help myself, I laughed when he makes a face moving the candy around his mouth. “It’s candy it’s supposed be be sweet” “Fucking-“ he chews and his frown deepens and I shook my head. “It’s not so bad” “Yes it is, like a cube of flavored sugar, give me another one” he held out a hand.

With the unshakable confidence only children seemed to possess, she marched over to me, candy in hand. “Hi!” she chirped, stopping just in front of me and holding up the half-eaten glob in her hand. “You want some? It’s strawbwi.” I couldn’t help the smile that pulled at my lips. “You’re sharing your candy with me?” She nodded so hard her curls bounced, her sticky hand reaching out even further. I leaned in slightly and sniffed, it really did smell good. Sweet, a little tangy. Comforting in a way I didn’t expect.

It was unbearably sweet, cloying, nothing like the innocent sweetness he imagined. After that, he never liked candy again.

He winked at me and my cheek turned red. “Fine, I will have a taste.” I looked at the candies and gently picked up the chocolate-flavored candy, my fingers grazing its smooth, glossy wrapper. As I unwrapped it, the soft crinkle of foil broke the quiet, and I brought the candy to my lips. The moment it touched my tongue, the rich, velvety chocolate melted, flooding my senses with a wave of sweetness that danced in my mouth. The flavor tugged at something deep inside me—a memory of the sweet, carefree girl I used to be when my biological parents were alive, full of joy and wonder. A warm, nostalgic glow spread through me, softening my heart.I looked at him, my eyes sparkling, a wide smile spre

They were in a small purple bowl. Out of curiosity he reached out and picked one of them up. He examined it thoroughly and saw nothing special about them. He remembered that the children had eaten them hence he placed them in his mouth. His eyes widen with surprise when the sweet taste of the candy assaulted his tongue. It was the most delicious tasty thing he had ever tasted in his life. Eager to get more sweetness in his tongue he could wait for it to dissolve slowly in his mouth and used his tongue to crush the candy in his mouth.

Candace enters her room and finds the candy bag in her drawer. She feels a pinky red slowly crawling through her neck till her cheeks. Last night she was sitting on her bed and reading a book while eating those candies. She didn't enjoy the reading since it turned into a boring love story. Her focus slightly shifted to the candies, the familiar smell was spreading around her, their coffee flavored taste, the slippery feeling they left in her tongue...

She saw a name written on the first page of the book. CLYDE JOHNSON DEL ESPANIA. She couldn't help but smile. What a perfect name for someone as handsome as him. It was as if the name was perfectly made for him. She closed the book and took her time to kiss it before she realized something. She could taste a hint of bitterness at the tip of her tongue. She even licked her lips to make sense of the taste. It was bitter, nothing like she'd ever tasted before. That was when she realized the state of the book just a few minutes before. She hadn't even wiped all of the dirt off her face, and there were still traces of it left on her lips!

The strip club. Not here for lust. Not a dance. It is a trance. Forget it all. Inside smelled like liquor…not the cheap kind though. Men danced under the strobe lights with bodies moving to tease. I ignored them and made a beeline for the bar. "Whiskey," I muttered to the bartender. "Double." The first glass burned, the second dulled, and the third blurred the contours of my pain. I drank until my thoughts slowed and Adrian's voice was no longer echoing in my consciousness.