Bath Body Dark Kiss Novels & Stories

As I break the kiss, I say to him, “I love you so much, I don’t ever want to lose you.” With that said, he devours my mouth and takes me up to the bedroom. Knowing full well that I am tired, he kisses me again right before he places me on the bed. Then I watch as he stands back and strips all his clothes off. His body is gorgeous from head to toe, and when I stare at him, I begin to get wet before he even touches me. The moment he walks towards me, a shiver runs up my spine and makes my core ache for him. The longing is quickly rewarded when he climbs onto the bed and slides on top of me.

His member sprang up with renewed vigor, and he intensified the kiss. He carefully threaded his hands down her thigh and began to caress them passionately. A soft moan escaped Isa’s lip as his electrifying touch sent butterflies down her nerve endings, making her dripping wet. Engrossed in this beautiful moment of ecstasy, Isa suddenly grabbed hold of his belt and pushed him into the hot bathwater, he landed on top of her in the bathtub, their bodies pressing against each other. The shock on Liam's face was very obvious; he glared at her in awe, staring into her hazy eyes, the vodka surely influencing her a lot.

“Celebrate with you. Here. Right now. In this shower.” His lips crash mine. Hard. Wet. Urgent. Tongue in deep. Taste coffee. Berry. Him. I kiss back. Hungry. Hands in hair. Wet. Pull hard. He groans in my mouth. Deep. His body press. Cock on cock. Hard. Hot. Slide. He smacks my ass. Hard. Palm sting. Water amplify. Red mark. I moan loud. “Fuck,” I say. Break kiss. Gasp. “Like that?” he asks. Smack again. Other cheek. Burn good.

"Go on, have a wonderful time, okay?" I offer a smile, acknowledging her concern, and proceed to kiss the girls goodbye before making my way upstairs to my bedroom. Today, I decided to deviate from my usual routine and indulge in a luxurious bath instead of a quick morning shower. I fill the tub with warm water, adding bath salts, and using my exquisitely scented body wash and oils. At this moment, I desire to pamper my skin and rejuvenate it, aiming for a radiant glow akin to polished mahogany.

His tone was teasing, but an underlying current of dominance made my stomach clench. I swallowed, my heart pounding against my ribs. This was reckless: two strangers in a bathroom, tequila blurring all the lines. But as I looked into his dark, unwavering eyes, I realized. I didn't care. His lips were on mine again, insistent and strong, pulling me deeper into a kiss that commanded rather than asked. His hand found the back of my neck, gripping tightly as his other hand slid to my waist, pulling me against him with a force that promised no gentleness. Before I could catch my breath, he spun me around, pushing me up against the cold tiled wall. My hands braced against the surface as he pressed

My body surrendered to his expertise and the sob turned into a moan as he bared my shoulder and pressed a kiss on it. “That’s right love - - skip the pretense. Tell me what you truly want. Tell me your deepest desires.” His voice was deep, low, addling my brain so that I could not think anymore. All I wanted was him. I wanted his warm powerful body pressed against mine teaching my body new ways to love - - only this was not love. This was something way darker.

15 ~~~~ His kiss wasn't gentle, no! It was a kiss that staked claim on Vanilla, as if he was branding her as his with the kiss. Her body went still, trying to process what was happening. Was Darkness… kissing her? The way his mouth nibbled on her lower lips, the way his mouth devoured her lips as if it was his and his to kiss and devour, a shiver of anticipation ran down her spine– at the thought of what else his lips could do.

I looked into his blue windows of the soul, and knew that he was being completely genuine. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. As my tongue darted into his mouth, I could taste the coconut liquor on his lips, and I drank him in. He returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping his hands around my back and bringing me in closer. I pulled him into me, his skin smooth on my fingers. We broke from the kiss and I marveled at his huge pecs and abs, eying him hungrily. I knew he was looking at me the same way, and it turned me on.

His dark blue boxer-briefs strained at the seams to control his manhood. He dropped slowly to his knees in front of me, and I rested my fingertips on the muscles of his broad shoulders. He looked up at me, dark eyes burning, as he slowly took my breast in his mouth. I gasped as he surrounded the pink nub of my nipple with warmth. He kissed the soft flesh, nipping gently, making me arch my back and moan.

she said with a blush. "I guess you guys ate the forbidden fruit already" I teased again and she blushed. "We did nothing" she replied. "Then what about the hickeys on your neck?" I asked and she blushed harder. "We only kissed and cuddle nothing more" she replied. "At least you have someone to keep your body warm" I said and she giggled. "Then you should get a boyfriend" she said and I rolled my eyes. "I am waiting for my Mr Right" I replied dramatically.