Bakudeku Kisses Novels & Stories

I had run out of options to challenge his masculinity. Yes, it was an evil thing to goad his sexuality like this, but in a dance with the devil, there were no moral boundaries. My heart thumped when his eyes fell on my lips, bile rising up my throat. Then his lips were crushing mine, and that signature slow, lax kiss of his almost made me throw up all over him. I knew he could kiss better. I had seen that for myself last night between him and Norio. The way he touched Norio was everything masculine, and made me think of Colt.

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 kissed the tip of my nose and reached into his pocket. "I want to make sure it doesn't hurt," he whispered to me, and then kissed me again. I nodded at him to say okay. I could not see what he was doing, but I heard the pop of a tube and then it closing shut. Then Todd turned back to me and kissed me gently. His fingers moved under my dress again and gently headed to my core, teasing as gently as he had been doing, and my inconsistent breaths came back as though they had never left.

The kiss was a silent declaration, a promise of devotion that resonated deep within her. Kayla sighed into the kiss, savoring the way he always made her feel cherished. Victor’s touch was always reverent, his affection a steady flame that warmed her soul. When they parted, she moved toward Elliot, who smirked and tugged her close, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth before stealing a proper one. His kisses were always teasing, playful, leaving her breathless, a whirlwind of sweet, stolen moments.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

Kade smiled wickedly, his eyes shining with anticipation. "Alright, then," he growled, leaning down to kiss her fiercely. His lips crushed against hers, devouring her essence as he teased her tongue with his own. Lily whimpered beneath him, her fingers clawing at his back, desperate for more contact. Kade chuckled darkly, his lips brushing against her earlobe. "I can't wait to hear you scream my name," he whispered huskily.

I said in between gasps. “You’d be surprised at how persuasive I can be.” Kade gave me that mischievous smile that I interpreted to mean that he was just getting started. He kissed my chest, then my stomach, then he kissed downward and kept going down until he got to my pussy. It was neatly shaved like it always was, almost like I was preparing for this moment in my head from a very long time ago.

When I was breathing normally again, he asked " what?" "Uhhhh, my drugs are with you" "Really?" I nodded "Ah! You said you're gonna show me what a kiss is when we get back here" Good, I remembered the word! ,"Really? You want me to show you what a kiss is?" I nodded again. "Now?" I nodded. Why is this suddenly feeling weird? "Alright Maid, this is a kiss. But unfortunately, there are many types of kisses. There's a normal kiss, there are rough kisses, sensual kisses, french kisses, and all at the same time"

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

"Read it after I'm on the plane." I nodded weakly. The attendant was calling out again. Dean swallowed hard. He ran his fingers down my hair, the crooked smile I loved crossing his face. He cupped my chin in his fingers and kissed me. I breathed him in. He smelled like soap and sunshine. His mouth was warm and minty. A small patch of beard he missed shaving scratched at my cheek. His hands were strong as he pulled me into him for this one last kiss.