Vivacious Honey Novels & Stories

She was trembling constantly now, thighs shaking, voice gone hoarse from begging. “Please—please just let me—” “Not yet.” He reached for the honey. This time he didn’t drizzle. He poured it straight from the jar in a thick, amber stream directly over her clit and watched it slide down in slow, viscous ribbons. The honey was warmer than the chocolate, thicker, clinging to every fold. When he finally touched her again it was with the pad of his thumb—pressing the honey into her clit in slow, firm circles while two fingers slid back inside, fucking through the sticky sweetness.

"That's beautiful, honey. Jasmine Hyden." "Hyden?!" Juicy joked. "Jasmine Robinson." "That is so mean." He said. "Well, I was going to do this on our one year anniversary but what's three or four more months." He took her hand. "Juicy Robinson, would you please grant me the honor of becoming my wife? Juicy Hyden is such a pretty name. Don't you think, babe? Juicy and Jasmine Hyden…and however many more little Hyden's we decide to create. Would you like to do that with me?"

I moaned in worry whilst he became my face, whilst he licked at my tears eagerly, in predatory pleasure. He gave me some greater strokes earlier than he paused to nuzzle me even as I pant in soft, frantic breaths of determined give up, and his moan changed into keen, pleased, a lot so that it gave me a jumping sensation of getting behaved like an excellent, nicely used little toy. "The flavor is sort of as exact as blood, my Honey." "Please, can I have an extraordinary name?" The name 'Honey' made me experience a feeling of deep humiliation and damaged submission.

He told her he’d be her friend if she was open to that, and she was. “I shouldn’t be eating these, but I can’t help myself,” she mumbled between bites. “They’re addictive.” VIOLET shook her head with a grin. “You sound like some of the bear shifters that come in here desperate for a fix.” She stopped the second honey bun mid-way to her mouth. “A fix?” “For honey. You know, bears and honey.” VIOLET giggled.

"This looks wonderful, Thalia – thank you for your thoughtfulness. We couldn't ask for a better start to the day." Eirene climbed onto a wooden chair, her eyes wide as Thalia placed a small plate of warm bread and honey in front of her. "Is this the same honey that goes in the pastries Hermes talked about?" she asked, already reaching for a piece of bread. "Even better, little one," Thalia replied with a kind smile. "This is from the hives right next to Elias's farm – his bees love the flowers in his olive groves."

My hand started sliding down his muscles when he suddenly gripped it tightly, stopping me. "Valeria, do you like me like this?" The scent of lavender body wash surrounded me. I kept nodding, swallowing hard. Richard glanced at me and asked, "So, do you still want those three men?" I shook my head quickly. Who would care about anything else with a feast like this in front of me? I stepped forward and pressed myself into his embrace. His breathing grew rapid as he guided my hand inch by inch downward. He suddenly leaned close to my ear. "Do you want to go further?"

A patch of honey had turned dark green. Alarmed, Zelda hurried over immediately. The moment she saw it, her brows furrowed deeply. Before their very eyes, the golden honey darkened.

Ivy looked at him with anticipation. Lucas glanced at the chrysanthemum flower floating on the water. "Do you want me to drink boiling hot water now?" Ivy scooped a small spoonful of floral tea, blew on it, and then pressed it to Lucas's lips, saying, "Take a small sip; it won't burn you! I added locust flower honey to it so it's definitely delicious." "I don't like sweet things," Lucas replied. "It's not sugary. This honey is delicious! You won't gain weight from it. Just try a little!" Ivy insisted.

Olivia gazed at the freshly squeezed orange juice in her hand with an incredibly gentle look in her eyes. Orange juice was rich in vitamin C. By drinking more orange juice, Rose's baby would likely have skin as fair as Rose's. As Olivia was lost in thought, she noticed a colleague who had just finished making coffee and was about to leave the pantry. Olivia called out to her, "Hold on a moment..." Ava Montgomery, the person in question, was one of those who were discussing Olivia at the pantry yesterday. Now that Olivia had called out to her, she suddenly felt very uneasy.

"It's not strong." He puts his fingers in my mouth, and I can taste the strong taste of honey that comes tearing down my throat. I can already imagine what he's going to do, and I feel like I'm going to love it. I feel his mouth on my nipples, alternating sucking from one to another to sip the honey he's poured on them. Delicious. I can't remember something more delicious in my life. He sucks hard on my breasts, and I feel them swelling from my ovulation. "They're bigger, it seems." He says. "I love big breasts, Hazel, you've driven me from the first time I saw those beautiful breasts."