Touch Of Sweetness Novels & Stories

Hold his sobs that he had been able to last. Fathan did not want to ask a lot of questions, he immediately won Adel's head then put his chest. Holding the girl's body he at this time he knew was fragile. "Not daddy, just cry. Because, all the sweet ones are not all sweet. Love is unique, there is a sweet rainbow. Then, disappeared like a stifling fog. What am I right, Del? " Adel was silent, unconsciously he felt their arms. Warm, it feels like he has felt this. But, this is very different. As if he had felt the sun that was as warm as this sun.

She pouted adorably. "Maybe next time I should really tie you up. How's your bruises baby?" She pushed me back to the kitchen counter. Her raspy voice and her sexy words had woken up my other half. She was smiling wickedly, as she touched me and making me moan. Then she abruptly let me go, to get the coffee. Sexy morning tease! I lifted her up to the kitchen table, and start kissing her neck. "It's good mistress, but I will be better if you would stop with your tease, and touch me again." I deliberately said her favorite nickname, she smirked but continue drinking her coffee.

The gravitational pull that he has on me is undeniable. The world vanishes, gets reduced into this tiny space between us, right down to the movement of our lips and the warmth of our breaths. I can smell him, the sweet scent of something I can't quite put my finger on. I graze the back of his neck with my palm, my fingers digging into his hair, and he reaches out to cup my face, his thumb resting on my cheekbones. His touch is light, as gentle as the wind and as soft as the traces of water teasing the soil.

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.

I am afraid Russeli might crash it due to his hate for my father, but he gave me an assuring look before raising my hands to his lips and kissed it softly. "Let's make this a success." He flashed me a smile and I beam, pushing all the pain I feel inside away, I turn my eyes and put on a broad smile as the curtains open, loud cheers of my name and Russeli's and the stage light blinded us and the music began. The music was played on all radio stations and it reached more than 30 billion people across the world and just as we had estimated. Mr Gilbert was jubilating, even throwing a big party for his success since his company became one of the best and ranked top one.

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.

She tasted as sweet as strawberries and chocolate. Deepening the kiss, she melted into me, and her arms latched behind my neck as if she were trying to keep herself upright. My grip tightened around her so I could hold her up. As much as I knew I needed to, I couldn’t pull myself away from her. She was so intoxicatingly sweet, I wanted more. My hand started moving down towards her bottom and I knew if I didn’t pull back, I was going to take her at this very moment.

A moan caught in my throat as I squeezed myself, as sweet pressure offered a hint of relief. "Please. Liam. Touch me." I closed my eyes and imagined. Imagined her tight grip stroking me, teasing me, milking the come from his heavy, desperate balls. Imagined her sweet, filthy mouth pressing kisses over my fevered skin. Imagined her whispering my name, that she wanted me, only me, because it was him... And then I heard her. For real. A soft little gasp.

The light touch sent shivers through my nerves, shivers that made my whole body tremble. He bent down, his lips against my cheek, brushing it lightly. "Edith I missed you so much." He whispers husky near my ear. His soft touches were sending wild tremors along my nerves accompanied by his pure male lemon and hue fragrance. He brushed his mouth against the hollow of my temple and traced the line of her cheekbone evoking in me the sweet sensations I had never known.

His manly scent is also lingering on my nose and I love the fragrance that I was smelling from him. "Your decision to study again is a nice decision. It's good that you're still looking out for yourself and for your future." I felt him kiss the top of my head, instead of pulling myself away from him because of that action, I relaxed myself more and my breathing started becoming uneven. "T-Thank you..." I managed to say those words with my eyes still closed. "No problem sweetheart." His hug tightened but not to the point that I am not comfortable already. Zadkiro kept stroking my back and he also started gently patting my back.