You're Too Sweet For Me Novels & Stories

I got my bouquet, I got a question, are you trying to give me diabetes or perhaps get me hooked on sugar? It takes him a few minutes before he texts me back. ... oh no, the only thing I'd want you hooked on is me Stormie and I'd never make you sick! do you not like sweets? .... the only time I really have sweets is when I'm suffering monthly, I'm not too crazy about sweets but thank you though, it's just the sugar rush of energy I needed to get through the afternoon ... you're very welcome Stormie ... what are you up to though?

Special Chapter: Sneak Peak into Norma Johnson's Head two posts in a day?? yes, because tomorrow is Lunar Year Celebration and I'm feeling generous ㅋㅋㅋ ＊ Your sugar. Yes, please Won't you come and put it down on me I'm right here, 'cause I need Little love and little sympathy Yeah you show me good loving Make it alright Need a little sweetness in my life — Maroon 5, Sugar Special Chapter pt.1 "Sneak Peek into Norma Johnson's Head"

I wasn't a teenager , I was twenty already . ~&~ " Make sure you get everything you left here " He said . I tripped on a broken table and was caught by that man . " Stop being so clumsy and get out " He order , " you are ordering me like a boss , and I don't even know your name " I whispered to myself . I gasp as my hand was lifted by his .I turned around to face him , he was a inch away . My heat rose like a train up my cheeks , my heart beat got loud , I bite my lip out trying to back away but he didn't let me .

"No sugar?" I grinned, swelling with pride at what I'd pulled off for her. "Only things that won't kill you. Tonight." She laughed before cracking the golden crust with her spoon. The caramelized snap echoed in the hushed room. She took a bite, closing her eyes like she was mid-orgasm from the flavor. "It's creamy, warm, sweet... and way better than your cum." She opened her eyes, all mischief. "It's sweet, like you. And it's my way of thanking you for showing me life doesn't have to be bitter, sweetheart." I'd never been more honest in my life.

That's okay though, just makes you even cuter. "Don't make fun of me." He sulked, his lip out, God he was adorable! I wanted to kiss him right on the spot. "I think it's sweet." I lowered my voice to a sultry whisper and leaning closer spoke in his ear, "Sweet drives women crazy, especially older women." "Really?" He asked and I noted he made no attempt to move. "Really." I sighed, allowing my hot breath to blow on his neck, "God, a woman my age? We could just eat sweet alive." At this point my lips were almost touching his ear, "Sweet makes us not want to be sweet all."

Admiting that to Andre was a special kind of hell. He snorted and shoved my chest playfully. "Shut up. She said you were sweet." "Sweet?!" I nearly choked. That was a death sentence. "Hey, no." Andre shook his head, seeing the panic in my eyes. "Listen to me. For a first run, sweet is a victory. Sweet is exactly what you want." "Are you sure?" I demanded. "Because sweet sounds like a polite way of saying I failed." He rolled his eyes. "If she’d said you were a god, no one would have believed her. You’re a rookie. 'Bad' would have been bad. But 'sweet'... that’s solid."

All starting from Worlds best lunch box lady to see blue eyes. A smile stretched on my lips and i couldn't help but feel sad. I miss him already. Nop. I am bot ready to be set up just yet.

The caption read: “Hot ??” I smiled to myself and completing the statement under my breath: “Hot… sauce.” Curiosity got the better of me. I scrolled down to the comments. Of course, they were filled with girls. One wrote: “Tasted this sauce… would wanna taste your hotness next” Another: “You are hotter anyway” A third: “Can I be your hot sauce, baby?” I kept reading, my jealousy rising with every thirsty comment. My chest felt tight. I knew it was silly — he was with menow — but seeing so many girls openly flirting with him still stung. I rolled my eyes and tossed my phone aside.

"I'm not meeting you if you don't have my sweets, aye? And yeah, if you GUCCI me, then I guess I GUCCI you too? :) Fuck, I'm a mess. All your fault, Sky

I said as Sweet cut the sleeve of my shirt to clean my wounds. “A man? What do you expect your girl is likeable?” Reagan said and I threw a glare at him. “Don’t look at me like that, I say she is likeable but I didn’t say I like her and I would steal her from you.” He said and smirked. “but that bastard did.” I said. “He did say he will steal Peace for you?” Bitter asks. “Yeah.” I answered. “The audacity huh.” Sweet said, smirkingly shakes his head while I started cleaning my wound.