Batman Kissing Novels & Stories

“There are no other men when it comes to you, you know what I mean, Gwen? None. You belong to Me. Wow. alert alpha-male possessive Holy Batman. I push my body up on my elbows, bringing my lips within a breath of his. “As long as that means there aren't any other women for you, we have a deal. “You think you can deal with me?” With the movement his lips brush over mine. “I'm sure I'll try,” I reply, my boldness knowing no bounds this morning. "Saussy wife." You know that just makes me want to teach him a lesson, right? His tone is a low growl, and his lips continue to tease mine with the hint of a kiss.

He drew her to his mouth, slowly, teasingly licking his tongue out and across her lips making her pant as his hand on her thigh slipped up between her legs. She moaned with pleasure as his fingers stroked over her panties and he invaded her mouth, lashing his tongue in, in those lazy licks until she was panting with real need. He smirked at her reactions as he lifted his hand away. “Good girl…now hold your arm out for the General…” Kat’s eyes went wide and she turned sharply to see Batton step up and kneel down beside her, his eyes were intensely hungry and he licked his lips. Kat instinctively drew her arms in, clutching them to her chest. “What?” She mewled.

“Come on my fingers, Little Bird.” He crooked his finger inside me, shoving me into bliss. I came apart around his hand, staring in wonder at the man who controlled my body with little more than a touch and filthy words. He slammed his mouth to mine, possessing me with his kiss. “Good girl, Little Bird.” He continued to kiss me until I was begging for him to make me come again. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I broke the kiss and pressed my forehead to his. “I love you, Bane.”

I was quickly scolded for kissing me. He's getting bigger, huh? Although the sweet n'ong sa nuo but it's still a kiss! "Another chansing of yours I'll knock you down." I threatened him, he just smirked at me. We stared at each other for a long time but I was also the first to give up, he was so handsome! When I looked up I noticed that his head was tilted and that he also seemed a little lethargic. His lips are also a bit pale even though they are still a bit red. What could have happened here on this grass?

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.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

He stated with a devious grin. “Alright. Just don’t hurt me.” I whispered. We finished the last box and he swung me down towards the ground and kissed me. “Didn’t hurt a bit, did it?” He asked holding me there. “Not one bit!” I replied as he brought me back up. We leaned in and shared several kisses. I felt my desire start to well up as we continued to kiss. He cupped my face as I pulled him closer. “Dinner!” Bart called from the main room. Conor pulled away from me but that was not the answer I wanted. I lunged and continued kissing him. He chuckled a throaty laugh and kissed me some more.

his hand comes up to my chest. “Just one more time, please.” “This changes nothing.” “I know.” I reach to kiss him. He nudges me away. “I know, Baby. Just one more time.” Bunny blushes, then smiles. I crinkle my brows, and he laughs. “The world should see.” “See what?” “Mad-Bishop begging for a kiss.” He giggles. “Mr. Lover boy.” I squeeze his ass cheeks. He moans. “I’ve always been your lover boy.” I rub our noses together. “You won't just let me love you.”

I rolled my eyes at him, and in response, I received a sharp slap on my ass. “Atlas!” And without warning, another slap followed, accompanied by a kiss against my neck. “One for rolling your eyes, and the other just to remind you who’s in charge.” “And the kiss?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. “That...” he began, pulling me closer. “Is to show you how much I love you...” Atlas lowered his lips to mine. The kiss started slowly, our tongues meeting, and the moment he deepened it, a moan slipped from my throat.