A Kiss On The Lips Drink Novels & Stories

“Let’s find out.” He leaned in, his mouth claiming hers with a fierce urgency that stole her breath. It wasn't a gentle kiss, but a primal, possessive act. His lips were soft, yet demanding, tasting of sandalwood and a faint, intoxicating hint of whiskey. He angled his head, deepening the kiss, his tongue, hot and insistent, plunging into her mouth.

Holding it to his lips I said, "One sip, one kiss." I said showing my fingers. He got up slightly and rested his back on the headboard. "No. One kiss, one sip." He said, challenging. I twitched my lips and puffed my cheeks. Kissing his lips for five seconds, I asked him to drink. Thank god, he took a sip and weirdly twisted his jaws. I giggled. He raised his brows and asked me to come close. Oh, time for a kiss! I kissed him on his forehead lovingly this time and he smiled. Just like this, he finished the full glass with my kisses all over his face. I was about to get up when he asked,

The drinks “Could you go on without me? I really need to give my friends those drinks, they’ve probably been waiting for a while now” “Sure, just don’t keep me waiting” I pulled her in melodramatically and gave her one of my can’t wait to see you kiss, I can’t go into deep details but I’d say it’s a toe curler kiss that makes you feel stupid at the end and makes your coochie just burn for more “I sure wouldn’t” I smirked before going back for my drinks. Always leave them wanting more…

As the sunlight danced across Krystal's face, Adrian leaned in, closing the distance between them, and planted a tender kiss upon her lips. The kiss carried the essence of their love, a delicate blend of affection, passion, and sweet devotion. It started softly, a gentle exploration of each other's lips, the warmth spreading from their mouths to envelop their entire beings. As the intensity grew, their lips moved in perfect sync, a symphony of desire that resonated within their souls.

This kiss blew that kiss out of the water. This was a waterfall kiss. His lips were firm and confident, his tongue tasting and caressing like he couldn't get enough of my taste. I moaned softly, whimpering at his sensual touch that was driving me wild. I'd never been kissed like this before. Finally, I was getting to kiss Leo. My Leo, the man I had loved for years. And here was the proof that he cared for me right back. My hand caressed his jaw, feeling the end of day stubble that rasped against my lips. I loved how masculine and strong he was.

It felt intoxicating. I couldn't bear the delay any longer that I connected my lips to his, he quickly gave access to the kiss sucking on my bottom lip. The warmth and softness of his lips on mine supercedes the cold that was hitting on my skin. I wanted more of it, more of him and I felt I wasn't getting enough as i pressed my lips harder on his and he returned the same energy. I have never been a fan of alcohol but the taste of it on his lips made me an addict.

I whispered, my eyes fixed on his lips, longing for the connection. With no more hesitation, Drex closed the distance between us. Our lips met, and it was electric. His kiss was passionate, his lips moving with a blend of roughness and tenderness. I surrendered to the intensity of the moment, our mouths exploring each other as the world outside faded into insignificance. Drex's tongue sought entry into my mouth, and I granted it willingly, the taste of beer mingling with our shared desire. It was a deliciously intoxicating blend, and as the kiss deepened, it was impossible to resist the chemistry between us. Yum!

Ignoring the sharp pangs of her pride, she took the bottle from him and placed the rim against the soft bed of her lips. He watched her, eyes dark with intrigue and arousal as she drank it all. As soon as she was done, he tore the bottle from her sugary-slick lips and seized her mouth in a bruising kiss, stealing the lingering sweetness from her tongue. The kiss was feral, punishing yet blazing with a raw need. How dare she put her lips on a bottle that bore someone else's lips prints? It was beyond his tolerance. Those lips belonged only to him and he refused to share even their marks with anyone; be it his family or her own.

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

Kenny couldn't help but feel nervousness as he looked around. Zeres turned to Kenny, his face filled with determination. "Do you know the name of the antidote for the poison ?" he asked. Kenny nodded confidently. "Yes, I do. I know the name of the poison," he replied, trying to steady his voice. Zeres leaned in, his eyes fixed on Kenny. "Tell me, we have to be quick " he urged." We need to find it as quickly as we can. " Kenny took a deep breath and said, "It's called 'Serpents Kiss.' I think the antidote to it must have the name of that sort."