A Kiss On The Lips Drink Novelas e Histórias

"If you need a kiss, beautiful, I’ll give you a kiss you won’t forget." Elizabeth's breath caught. He knew she expected him to go up instead of heading south. There were kisses, and there were kisses. Some were the sweet, romantic kinds, with amour in the air and oh-so-gentle temptation involving two lips—two sets of lips. Others were heated, wicked kisses, comprising one set of lips attached to one mouth, one tongue, and a pair of slick, pussy lips.

The kiss lasts a good minute before cheering erupts at the other end of the bar. Chrissy pulls back and touches her swollen lips with her fingers and smiles with a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes. “Two Rum and Cokes with two of your strongest shots.” She yells over the music. The bartender places our drinks down in front of us. “I’ll make you a deal.” He says rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “If you save me a dance, I’ll give you this round for free.” He licks his lips tasting her kiss all over again and a little growl leaves his mouth.

It was like we were connected in a way that neither of us fully understood, but neither of us questioned. Then, his eyes snapped open, and in that instant, everything shifted. We both leaned in at the same time, the space between us disappearing as if it had never been there at all. Our lips crashed together with a desperation that took me by surprise. His mouth was warm, tasting of the whiskey he’d been drinking, and I couldn’t stop the groan that escaped me as our kiss deepened. It was messy, needy, driven by the alcohol coursing through our veins and the heat of the moment. A drunk kiss with Kaiser. What the fuck am I doing?

My hips swayed slightly with his. Then he spun me back around, slowly. His thumb stroked my cheek, his eyes searching for something, and then before I could register what was happening, his lips brushed mine. Then he deepened the kiss. His lips were soft, but the kiss was firm, and delight raced up my spine. The song faded into something faster, brighter. It was a pop beat with heavy bass. I barely registered it before Ledger stepped back. “Would you like another drink?” He asked. “Yes, please.”

“I have a different offer for you...and your so-called friends.” The nerdy guy gaped into me, unsure if my words were sincere. “How about we do not dance, as I am too drunk to do you justice. Instead, I will do this…” I told him and leaned to cup his face and give him a long passionate kiss. It caused me to stand up from my chair to reach him, but once I did, I had to lift myself on my toes to press my lips into his. With closed eyes, I took my time to slide my tongue over his before moving away to stare into his amazing coal eyes.

Ethan’s lips crashed into mine, catching me off guard. His kiss was urgent, heated, and filled with a force that made my head spin. I didn’t pull away—instead, I let myself sink into it, my body responding to his touch as his hand cupped the back of my neck, pulling me even closer. The taste of vodka and wine lingered on his lips, mixing with the electric sensation of the kiss.

"What are you doing?" "Sssshhh—" his thumb lands perfectly on my bottom lip, making them shiver. "You better use these pretty lips to moan for me, not to question" My heartbeats increase rapidly. I part my lips to utter something again but get interrupted by his hot mouth crashing over mine. His palms wrap gently around my cheeks to prevent me from moving away from the kiss. He plunges his tongue deep inside my mouth, probing for approval as I part my lips wider to let him in with all my needs. He strokes his tongue into my mouth passionately, giving rise to my longing. The kiss is soft and gentle, unlike all the kisses we shared after meeting for years. I don't know what makes him kiss me s

The Lizzy he knew was very good at kissing, and they would have a hot kiss. "Kiss me back," asked Asher. Cerise's heart raced. All the blood seemed to run under her feet. She covered her eyes as Asher sucked her lower lip and sucked her tongue. It was disgusting at first, but Cerise tried to move. She took turns sucking Asher's tongue. The man smiled. Even though she was amateur and stiff, Asher felt like he was reunited with Lizzy. Asher pushed Lizzy's body against the wall and squeezed the girl's hair, and it was like he was teaching Lizzy how to kiss.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

He bit my lower lip between his teeth before breaking the kiss only to kiss me again. I sighed as my eyes closed. His mouth tilts over mine, tasting the tequilla I've just drunk. As he deepened the kiss, as his tongue played with mine, my weightless hands floated around his thick warm neck. I groaned as he applied more pressure, opening my mouth further at him. Who knew his lips could taste so good? Who knew the kisses we had always felt so magical?