Adachi To Shimamura Kiss Novels & Stories

trying to press closer. Adi kissed her as if his life depended on it. He was ecstatic that this time she had not just accepted his kiss or even only begrudgingly kissed him back. She was in this moment as much as he was. He caressed her bare back, running his finger along the length of her spine. She arched into him at the sensation, a slight moan escaping her as their kiss broke and she threw back her head in abandon.

But when she is so close to him he can't restrain his feelings. Aadi lowered his head and captured her soft rose-like lips. When Kriti felt his cold thin lips on her, she blushed and slowly closed her eyes accepting his kiss. He slowly craned her neck to a side to dominate the kiss and his hand traveled to her thin waist. She circled her arms tightly on his neck and clutched his shirt. He was sucking her lips like candy, he pried open her lips to explore more inside, sensing his tongue, she opened her mouth to give him more excess. His kiss was not rough or fast, it was calm soothing, and gentle, full of love and assurance. His warm embrace and cold lips were calming her nerves and she was d

She slipped off the counter, kneeling before him in her half-undone uniform. She took him into her mouth with shy eagerness, her small hands stroking what she couldn’t swallow. Yuji groaned, one hand gently guiding her head as she bobbed, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue. The sounds were obscene. Wet slurping mixed with his low grunts and her muffled whimpers. “Fuck… your mouth feels like heaven,” he praised in Japanese. “Suck a little harder, hime.” Aiko obeyed, taking him deeper until she gagged softly. Tears of effort pricked her eyes, but she didn’t stop until he pulled her up, kissing her fiercely.