روايات وقصص ضمن This Time I Ll Be Sweeter

This time, I don’t break. This time, they will. **********

“Because sweet sounds a hell of a lot worse than awesome.” He rolled his eyes. “Awesome would’ve been an obvious lie. No one would’ve believed you were awesome your first time off the bench. Bad would’ve been bad. But sweet... Sweet is good.” “Sweet is good?” I repeated, staring him down, trying to ascertain if he was lying. He nodded, staring right back. “Trust me, sweet is very, very good.” “Okay,” I said, relieved to hear that, at least. “I guess I’ll take sweet, then.”

An invisible force clenched my heart in a merciless grip. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead like raindrops. Every tick of the clock hammered against my chest, each second a tormenting reminder of the passing time. I picked up the paper card with trembling hands, my lips quivering as I forced myself to speak. "There's still time," I said, my voice shaky but desperate. "We're withdrawing money from different banks. The amount you're asking for is too much—it takes time to gather it all."

“Since you’re not cooperating with me, I’ll have to use another method. “Marina, you always listened to me back then. I really wish we could go back to how things were.” He slowly wiped my tears as his hand trailed down my face. That was when I realized that something was wrong. He had given me a pill to boost my libido! As his fingers wandered over my body, I felt like I was on fire. The heat was unbearable. No, how could my body be reacting like this?! I bit my lip hard in an effort to stay conscious. Austin seemed to enjoy the look on my face. He pinched my cheek and smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you feel good.”

Wait what time is it? "We got time Lori, it's seven. You don't have class until eleven. I said there will be a time that I'll be fucking you in the morning light, baby are you good? Are you still sore from last night?" He was hovering above me, kissing my neck, teasing his hardness above mine.

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.

She looks so comfortable and peaceful and I can't help but step closer to her, I lean over to kiss her skin. " I will miss you my Candyfloss and I love you. You made the time I got to know you the best. I am selfishly saying this right now, that I never want us to part, but if walking away to free myself from the past, will be the end, then this is it. I will never forget you Ava, never." I sigh, getting off the bed and taking my bag, before walking out of the room. I could have glanced back and have that last moment with Ava, but this would have made things alot more harder.

“As long as you are happy… so are they” I do not know how he was able to do that. Make me not worry about things. Makes me feel like I am safe and all great. Only he can do that. And I know that in my life, it is only him who I need... “As long as I am with you… I will always be happy” I saw how a sweet and gentle smile started to surprise me with what I had said. Hah, so adorable... “Then let us be together… forever… till we reach the last of our lives…”

Now, I knew he never let go of Summer. I stared at the beautiful birthday cake in his hands, and my chest ached. After I left, no one would ever remember my birthday again. I forced a polite smile and said, “Thank you.” “Mia, we’re mates. You don’t have to be so polite,” Lucien said with a smile, lighting the candles. “You’re one year older now. Make a wish.” I clasped my hands together and silently made a wish. “I’m twenty-four now. This year, I hope that after I leave, Lucien and Summer will be happy together. I hope Summer can love Lucien as deeply as I did. Goodbye, Lucien. I hope I never see you again.”

His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with desire, but he was still so gentle. “You’re doing so well,” he whispered, his voice husky. “So perfect.” I buried my face in his neck, embarrassed but glowing. “I still feel like I’m bad at it…” “You’re not,” he said, pressing a soft kiss to my temple. “You’re sweet. And responsive. And driving me crazy in the best way.” His fingers traced slow circles on my lower back, sending tingles across my skin. “We have all the time in the world. I love teaching you.”