The Chocolate Touch Book Pdf Novels & Stories

My stomach is demanding for this heavenly treat but my mind is replaying the warning I got before coming here. Alex's words are blooming loud and clear, telling me not to dare to touch a thing nor eat anything. *You can have a bite, nobody will found out* I blinked as an alluring voice came out of nowhere. My vision got clouded as I looked for the source. A flower of happiness bloomed inside my mind making the waves of joy and satisfaction filled me to every last corner. I smiled and eyeed the sweets and chocolates hungrily. My mouth turns watery and my hand raises to pick a ample piece of chocolate and places the goodness over my tongue. Let my taste buds explode with the heavenly sweet.

His voice seemed to reach the deepest part of her senses and make her feel weak. But she still protests. "L-Let me go-ahh ..." He kissed her directly on her lips in a hungry manner. And suddenly, she felt something unfamiliar heat coming inside her caused by his kisses and touch. "That's it," he said while cupping her right breast. She senses his smile while saying those words. Her mind badly wants to protest but her body doesn't.

Jessica said, "Oh, it's okay..." Pei Xian took out a handful of chocolate from his pocket. He pointed his finger in front of her and said, "If encounter any troubles, men smoke and women eat sweet food. I think you don't have any dopamine in your brain at this time. Eat some and you will be in a better mood." Jessica picked a piece of almond chocolate, peeled off the candy paper, and chewed it in her mouth. The sweet and bitter taste spread in her mouth. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her fingers folded the golden foil paper.

Show me. She unwrapped the dessert carefully, the rich aroma of chocolate filling the space. Placing it on a nearby counter, she scooped a small portion onto a spoon, her movements deliberate. As she offered it to him, their fingers brushed—slow, teasing, the contact sending a warm spark up her arm. She didn't pull back immediately, and neither did he. His touch lingered, rough from the day's work, contrasting the smoothness of her skin.

He smeared it across my collarbone, down between my breasts, circling each nipple with deliberate slowness. “Killian…” “Shh. Just feel.” His fingers dipped into the container again, gathering more of the melted chocolate. This time he drew patterns on my stomach, swirling designs around my navel. My skin tingled everywhere he touched. The cold making every nerve ending come alive. Then his hand moved lower, between my legs. “Oh god,” I breathed as chocolate-covered fingers found my most sensitive spots, coating my pussy with the sweet liquid. Killian stepped back to admire his work. I was covered in chocolate, the dark liquid gleaming against my skin.

My world narrowed to the feel of him grasping my pussy in his closed palm, and the masculine, heady feeling that crept over me made my thought process splinter and disappear. I felt something warm being poured over me. It was the melted chocolate I recognized when I raised my head to inspect. Hunter was already looking at me. His eyes held my mind in a lock while his big hands spread the chocolate all over and in between my pússy lips. And while I was looking at him, he ever so sensuously lowered down and began eating the chocolate off my pússy with his gaze fixed on mine.

I open my mouth, but he places the chocolate on my chest, on my bare skin. then leans down to lick it. I shiver. He removes my bra, then he places the chocolate on my left nipple and starts to lick it. He nibbles my breast, I moan. This sensation is magical. He repeats the action, again and again. My hands are in his hair, pulling him closer to me to deepen his touch. I caress his chest. He takes my hands away: - You are not allowed to touch me. I am frustrated. He lays me down on the sofa.

I watched him for a moment, unsure whether I was being buttered up or… if he really felt that way. He leaned forward slightly, voice softer now. “And that’s what I want to build, Ms. Ostara. Experiences that slow people down. Touch memory. Chocolate isn’t just taste—it’s scent, sound, warmth. It’s presence. You’ve built something beautiful here. I want to honor that.” It was subtle, but I felt it. The sincerity. Not beneath the charm—but within it. That was rare. I nodded slowly. “You’ve thought this through.” “I’ve felt it through,” he corrected.

She says, gaping at Maggie. I chuckle as I reach into the fridge that somehow is magically stocked with food. I grab the three of us a bottle of water and walk over to the chocolate bar. The paper crinkles as I lift it up to my nose, giving it a sniff. The rich cocoa beans and sweetness emanate from the gold foil, revealing a hint of earthy smell. It's rough texture clues me into the nuts that have been folded into the sweet morsel. Suddenly I want a bite of this bar too. “That’s a fancy chocolate bar,” I say, putting it back down.

Her beauty was more than just physical, it was a radiant energy that seemed to pulse from her very being. She then leaned down and kissed me softly. The gentle pressure of Haven's lips on mine sent a shiver down my spine, and the flavors that danced on her tongue were intoxicating. The richness of the dark chocolate was perfectly balanced by the subtle tang of citrus, leaving me craving more. As she pulled back, her finger tracing a line down the side of my face was like a spark of electricity, sending tremors through my entire body. Her touch was feather-light, yet it seemed to sear itself into my skin, leaving a trail of heat in its wake.