A Silent Voice Kiss Novels & Stories

His lips brush my nape, his deep voice resonates against my skin. "You're too silent, Louise..." I close my eyes, unable to flee their presence, their intensity. Noah nibbles my jaw before murmuring: "We can refresh your memory, if you want." And before I can protest, their hands pull me back into the abyss. ---

It was a silent conversation—his eyes telling her not to doubt, her silence confessing the fears she couldn’t put into words. “You’re trembling,” Damon whispered. “You make me nervous,” she admitted softly. “Good,” he said with the faintest smile. “It means you feel what I feel.” And then he kissed her. Not a brief brush, not stolen hesitation—this kiss was real. Long, deep, and full of everything they had tried to deny. The kind of kiss that silenced not just the room but her doubts, too. The crowd reacted in unison. Gasps, then cheers, then laughter.

She was mad at him and he had to make up properly and not just with a kiss. “No--” She said as she took a step back from him and she watched his expression darken from his blue to silver and he licked his lips a little frustrated as he didn’t know what to do now, or maybe he knew and just didn’t know he could use them. Words!! “No?” he asked his brows clouded as he wanted the kiss to speak the words he had in his mind. “Yes Xavier, No, you don’t get to make up to me with a kiss because you can’t use your mouth to speak out words of emotions and warmth, that’s not fair”

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

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.

I closed my eyes, ready to have my fantasy become a reality. “Aiden?” A deep voice called. At his name, he turned and once again the spell was broken. My hand dropped to my side. I was beginning to think I was cursed when it came to kissing him. Ben, wearing khakis and a polo shirt and looking very professional was looking down at us from the path back to the resort. “I heard a shriek. Everything okay down there?” “Everything's fine,” Aiden assured him. I smiled at Ben, but I really just wanted to hit him. This was the second time he had interrupted a kiss.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.

“He put our chalet girl in an extremely awkward position and also kissed her. He's sorry and he won't do it anymore. " Luke looked at his friend with raised eyebrows. Josh had told them what he had done with Alissa, but there was no mention of a kiss. "Anyway!" Josh Luke interrupted his thoughts. “Can I get you something to drink? A cherry? ”He asked Samantha and she nodded with a big grin. "With pleasure. You have probably not forgotten our first meeting. "

“... wha-what did you...” “You taste... weird...” For a moment he stares at me in utter silence before bursting into a fit of laughter holding his side as his body shakes the entire bed. “You’re so cutely erotic A-Kun.” He says smiling warmly at me before bringing his lips to mine, his kiss passionate to the core.

I said softly, and I felt him smile. His lips found mine again, his tongue broken, Before I could say another word. Finally, we heard voices. We both froze. He raised his finger to his mouth, showing me to stay silent, as the voices were nothing more than the echo of the dog's barking. He shrugged and continued what he had left off, our lips, the kiss, while his long fingers slid into my still pulsing clitoris. I was immobilized. After such a long pause, every touch of his was like an electric shock to me, paralyzing me completely. He put two fingers in me, still insatiable, and massaged the most sensitive spot with one finger, sending me back to space once again.