You're Too Sweet For Me Novels & Stories

I whisper-yell, slapping his arm with absolutely no force. "I’m serious," he murmurs, his smirk lazy yet heated. I roll my eyes. "I don’t even have any words for you right now," I huff, scooping more cake into my mouth. "You know you’re missing out, right?" I tease with an exaggerated look of heartache on my face. "I don’t know anyone as allergic to sweet things as you are." His smirk deepens. "There’s one sweet thing I’d gladly have for three square meals a day, though."

If anyone think it’s bad to fuck you then it’s because the person has not actually taste how sweet you are. I just can’t get enough of you. Ohhh fuck Lexi I’m all yours now. You are just so good and sweet at everything you do. Lexi where have you been all my life, I knew you were always here so why didn’t you ever let me have my way with you for just once even tho you could see I was really into you.

I remembered that detail like no time had passed at all. I thrust harder, desperate to drown her out. The girl beneath me called me “baby,” but it was hollow. Empty. Wrong. And when I finally came undone, the only name in my head was hers. Vanessa. After, I rolled away, disgust burning in my chest. Not at the girl. At myself. At the way ten years hadn’t been enough to erase her. The model propped herself up, pouting. “That was quick,” she teased. “Want to go again?”

"Get out now! Do not stand here and offend my wife." She had shot us one unwilling glance before leaving. Lorenzo had turned back immediately, trying to please me. "Someone like her is not worth a second of your attention. Don't be angry, dolcezza. No one can compare to you." I stayed silent and gave no reply. On the way home, my phone buzzed. The ticket confirmation had arrived. Lorenzo had glanced over sharply. "What is that? Who messaged you?" I deleted it at once. "Nothing. It's spam."

Relax and think of all the dirty things I’m going to do to you when I have you back in my hands. I had no idea he could be this sweet; that underneath all that broodiness was a marshmallow. Okay, maybe a hard marshmallow, but at the center there’s goo. I wish I knew more about relationships. Women always say men will say anything to get into your pants, but I’m already bought and paid for. This shouldn't have to be some game to him. “He’s so sweet.” “Never heard someone call him that before,” Cupid says, making me realize I said that out loud.

I’m so jealous. [Rue’s probably crying, right? She’s been pursuing you all these years, and in the end, she’s just a pastime to you.] [I hope her tears don’t drown you, dude!] [If she cries, she cries. Worst case, I’ll spend a little time coaxing her. I guarantee it won’t even take two days before she comes running back to me. It’s been years. You think I don’t know her by now? Listen up, Joanna will be my future wife. Don’t get it wrong… Sh*t! I think I forgot to log out of WhatsApp on computer!]

“I won’t, I love you so much, Sugar.” “Sugar this sugar that, is that because I’m the sweetest you have ever had? You haven’t even eaten me yet, how do you know?” “Oh please, don’t start.”

Laura - The house in the suburbs The kiss that awakens me is sweet. Hot lips slip cleanly over the skin of my nape, igniting a thrilling amount of pleasure. I’m in no mood for sex, but his touch offers another form of delight I’ll gladly take. A sense of peace washes over me, rinsing away everything bad; my bleak existence; the fear that takes hold every morning when I see that I'm alive.

"Travis, I'm not ready, especially with everything that's recently happened to me." He raised his hands to interrupt me. "You're still hung up on him; I get it. I mean, he's perfect, handsome, wealthy as fuck. But how about I show you that the best way to move on is to let someone else love you? Let me be that person." He leaned forward with a slight flush on his face.Travis was so overly sweet that it was becoming cloying, like a cake smothered in too much sugary frosting - it's initially pleasing, but soon becomes nauseatingly sweet and leaves a bad taste in your mouth.

He whispered in my ears causing me to giggle. "That's because you fill me with so much sugar every single time I get on here. How about you bend me over?" I teased, and he found it hot and quickly turned me over, completely giving me a certain level of sweetness that was hard to find, to my knowledge. "Just kill me, honey! I can't have enough of this." I moaned and could hear him groaning behind me.