Taste Of Romance Novels & Stories

She ate it all and he brought her a large slice of cream cake and a glass of wine then stopped, ‘Are you even old enough to drink this?’ She took the glass and drank deeply, the crisp fruity taste was delicious, ‘It’s awfully bad manners to ask a Lady her age but as you have been so helpful I’m perfectly old enough to drink I’m nineteen’ His eyes darkened slightly but she did not notice, nor did she notice his arousal, she was a woman, she was not a child, and desire pumped through his veins. Unaware of the emotions she was making him feel Tash tucked into the cake and it was so light and soft she took a huge bite and ended up with cream on her nose. Alessandro acted without thinking bending

Man I really miss my Godmother Keya, she was the absolute best! After we left the gardens we went to the movies. And later arrived at this quaint little Italian restaurant called Sorella. He orders our food in Italian and hearing his perfect accent really turned me on. So much so that he inhales deeply turning to me, his pupils dilated from lust, he looks so..sexy and primal! I gasp as he pulls my chair over to him, holds my face whispering in my ear, "I can smell how wet you are, Sweetness, and I won't hesitate to 'take you' in one of those back rooms!" I can hear the hunger in his deep, husky voice it does nothing but make me more aroused!

Exploring every inch, tasting me like she needed it. She runs her hand into my hair and I let out a soft moan. The kiss is deep and breathtaking. She pulls out the kiss and says, “This tastes just like summer camp. Tory Lane.” She winks and walks out, leaving me partially breathless.

After a silence between both of them, which transports them to highlights of their time together, Bruce kind of breaks the nostalgic moment, “But anyway, in one word... define Romantic...” “I see it like a box of chocolate, just one of those assortments that mom brought every time she came back from a trip. In our land, all people have practically one flavor. This is a well-assorted box...” excited.

“Don’t you know how to be romantic?” My cheeks got so red. He turned to open up for me. How can a man be so sexy and romantic at once? My stomach filled with butterflies that moment. My legs went giggly. Oh goddess. Haez Cuisines was the name. One of the top, popular big names for romantic dates and good food in Italy. I’ve been hearing and seeing the name in the media. It’s such a wonderful privilege. “We’re doing VIPs.” He whispered softly to my ear. I’d already begun to imagine how indoors there would be with this glassy, classic luxury radiating from the outside.

Chrismith smiled when he noticed Nica's stares at his lips as he drinks coffee. She is displaying her carefree face that he would often see when she is in his Bar and Resto. "You want to taste it?" Chris offered her his cup of coffee. Nica frowned upon his cunning smile. She does not want to ever admit it, but she was exhilarated by his sweet stares and smiles. She also wants her lips on the cup. "An indirect kiss won't be bad!" a coquettish thought of her.

Without hesitation, Lucas caressed them with the tip of his tongue. Velia's body shivered. Her eyes opened momentarily, only to close again. Lucas's kiss made her helpless. Lucas kissed Velia with a touch she had never imagined before. It was something Velia had not expected. If the previous night Lucas seemed rough in his advances, it was different now. Lucas's nibbles felt enchanting. They swayed like a cool breeze symphony in the evening, providing a soothing tranquility to her heart. Even when his lips nibbled on Velia's lower lip, Lucas created a rhythm that was truly intoxicating. It was like a dance of two lovers immersed in longing, giving release for every missed moment.

Hendrix eggs me on. Maybe there really is a Goddess playing a practical joke on me by placing my personal holy grail right in front of me. The way she’s dressed to kill, the way her voice sounds seductively from a distance, the way her intoxicating scent of barbecue and grass tempts me. And oh, the way she tastes! My thoughts drift back to the feeling of my tongue against her wetness, the taste of paradise. Pleasure rushes south, and I decide that fuck it.

The soft-touch immediately ignited a spark again like it always did, intensifying the electric tingle that spread down her body. A deep groan escaped his lips, and he grabbed her head, his fingers working into her hair, making her breath hitch with anticipation. The desire to taste his lips again drove her wild and this time she claimed his lips again, slowly, lingeringly, savoring the taste of cinnamon and chocolate on him. It made her moan with pleasure just like the chocolate cinnamon French silk tartes they had for dessert did a few minutes ago!

He said "Okay, maybe I’ll try some more “ Loki put some pepper and salt to the piece of pizza and eat it slowly. "Damn, It's tasty" Loki felt mixed expression of happiness and love when she eat the pizza with pepper and salt. "Are you done eating?" Jen asked "Ahh yes" when Loki looked at Jen, his face seems to be exhausted "So, where are we going?" Jen asked while leaving.. "arcade?" Loki only gave an answer but can’t able to confirm if Jen wanted to go there, so she added another words "I guess, this is the only place where we can play together."