Bath Body Dark Kiss Novels & Stories

"That's it baby come for me he mouthed in her pussy to her waves of climax. Her breath hitched as she felt her release on his lips through her climax, he didn't stop milking her for all the juices her pussy had to give. Cercei took shallow breaths, reality fading into the background. "I'm not done with you just yet" Aaron stood to his feet kissing her, she could taste herself on him feeling another arousal deep in her belly. He trailed butterfly kisses on her neck down to her belly pulling away her dress in one swift movement. "You have a beautiful body baby" he said palming her boobs underneath her bra. Cercei leaned a little so he could unclip it, tossing it away he sucked on her rosy nipp

He pushed open the door to the private VIP bathroom; it was sleek black marble, dim golden lighting, and a long mirror stretching across the entire wall above the marble sinks. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, he spun me around and slammed me against it. Our mouths crashed together in a desperate, filthy kiss. His tongue dominated mine as his hands roamed greedily…sliding under my short dress, gripping my ass hard and lifting me onto the edge of the sink. I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding my soaked panties against the massive hardness straining in his pants.

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

I couldn’t get close enough, even though my whole body was pressed against his. Waylon pulled away, but that didn’t stop me from kissing his neck. “Wakely, we shouldn’t.” His voice was deep and husky. “You’ve been through a lot.” I pulled away and furrowed my brows at him. “I’m not about to let the thought of Barrett or Bradley…whatever the fuck his name is ruin my life for a moment longer. What I want is for you to fuck me against this shower wall until I forget everything.” A wicked smile pulled at his lips. “Such a temptress.” He chuckled. He stepped closer, crowding me back until my spine met the wall. His cock pressed firm between us, and I was already slick with anticipation.

"Uh huh." No other words seem sufficient, and it doesn’t matter, as Kastriv holds either side of my face and leans down to kiss me. Wow. This is how it’s supposed to feel. His lips are so soft and his body is so hard that I feel like I’m about to melt into his. He kisses me gently, like he loves me, even though the depths of me wants to urge him on, to encourage him toward the bed toward me. “I want you so badly,” I murmur against his lips.

I called her name and even though I was already sure that it was her the way her eyes widened in reaction. "Chase..." She called me back. The passion in the room had sizzled away and in it's place was this body gripping fury as I grabbed one of her breast and squeezed it and as she winced I gave her a kiss but with the way I smatched our lips together. Before we were going to make love...now all my body just wanted was to f**k my partner downstairs had built up so much tension that if I didn't do anything about it I was bound to lose my mind.

Leo had sent me to sensory heaven two times in the space of a single shower. He held his body against mine, slowing his pace to a stop. Then he leaned forward and gently kissed me, teasing me with his lips. I brought my hand up to his face, smiling contentedly as we kissed. My fingers danced down his shoulders, making their way down across his biceps. His skin was slick with moisture, causing my hands to slide easily along.

The blind master happily met his ardent new disciples with a Buddhist greeting: a kata gassho (single open palm) in front of his chest and a slight bow. “Very well,” Koumori-shishou said. “Sasha, we need to get to that section of the beach fast. Can I rely on you?” “I thought you’d never ask, shishou!” Sasha made the hand seal of Rin the Diamond Thunderbolt to summon the Umikumajutsu (Sea Bear) so the Great White Bear would lend him its boundless strength and swimming prowess. But Koumori-shishou interrupted him with a gentle ah ah ah.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.