Beauty Beast Kiss Novels & Stories

I did, and he nursed it, diving in deep and anchoring me with his arms as my whole body writhed from the waves that kept coming and coming… I felt his kiss on my forehead when he took himself out a moment after I subsided. Curious, I pried my eyes open. I wasn’t sure, I didn’t think he had cum yet. Mr. Beast didn’t even cum. Couldn’t. I’d been missing this with a toy. He was holding something in foil. Rubber, sliding his cock in. Then he looked at me and answered the question that must be on my face. “I wanted you to feel me as is the first time, but we need this now before I cum. Pills after we go out today?” He placed himself back between my thighs. “Oh, Jesus Christ… you feel so good… so

I snap. “Oh, no?” Beau reaches up. He traces his thumb along the length of my jaw, coaxing my face closer to his. “No special treatment? Guess you don’t want this then,” he says, and kisses me. Gods damn it all, he’s such a good kisser. His tongue immediately slips expertly into my mouth, teasing my own. Before long, I’m clinging to his shoulders for dear life, totally lost to the warmth of his body and the insistence of his tongue.

Beast bit her bottom lip and smirked, feeling her back arcing up against him. His lips were so soft and Ana was sure, that she was addicted to his kisses. His mouth fitted hers perfectly. He could taste the alcohol on her, but her lips were addictive to him too, Dangerously addictive. The kiss was slow and soft, but it turned into heated and messy in a moment. It was desperation - pure desperation, that was driving Beast crazy.

“You may now kiss the bride.” I didn’t wait. Didn’t hesitate. My hand slid around her waist and I pulled her into me, my mouth crashing down on hers. The taste of her—sharp with anger, cold with resistance—fueled something vicious in my chest. She didn’t move, didn’t soften, but I didn’t care. The kiss wasn’t for her approval. It was a seal. A brand. A reminder. When I pulled back, I smirked, leaning close enough for only her to hear, my breath brushing her ear.

I asked in surprise. "Yeah, she's over there" he said pointing at Cynthia who was blushing. I walked towards Cynthia. "Is he jokingly or he is really your boyfriend?" I asked. "Yep, he's my boyfriend" she said and covered her face. "See you later babe" James said and blew a kiss at Cynthia. She caught the imaginary kiss and placed it on her cheek. "I'm jealous" I teased. "Won't you gist me" I said.

Now there was only him, this nameless man, and a passion that demanded to be satisfied. "I am Crystal Princessa Leonidas," she whispered as their lips met. "All of my life I have never combed my hair or undressed. The maid always does it for me." Then her head landed on the man's left shoulder. "So if you want, then you can do it. Set your own limits. Serve me." Her voice trailed off, followed by her loss of consciousness.

Wanting everything from him. 'Can I kiss you" he pleads desperately. I don't answer him, he doesn't wait for my answer and just presses his lips to mine. This kiss is different from the first kiss. There is a desperation in our actions that can't be explained. As his tongue slides into mine and the fire erupts from within. I know where this is going to lead. The urgency in the kiss is unexplainable. We kiss without even taking a breath and as his hands start to pull me to the bed, I don't object. He Is a little rough but it's the good kind. The kind I crave, I have always been the dominant one but Beau screams out masculinity and I just want to submit to him. I want him to completely take ov

said Dylan. “You got it, man! You’re fine, and make no mistake about the kissing scene, just a take. And just on the cheek!” said Clark. Dylan laughed. “But the script says I need to kiss her on the lips.” “Is there a kissing scene here?” said Clark, frustrated. Everyone laughed. “Every fairy tale has its kissing scene, Clark,” said Ashlee. “Tsk, who wrote this Beauty and the Beast?” replied Clark. “It’s Dylan and Gaby. Are you still worried?” said Sasha.

he grinned, "fine by me beauty but don't you think he is going to be a little curious if this does work and he doesn't turn into a wolf?" I took a sip of my orange juice maybe I didn't have all the details worked out. "The most important thing is breaking the curse. We'll get to the other stuff after." After breakfast, I changed into a black above-the-knee sweetheart dress with silver stilettos. I fastened the ruby necklace around my neck when Elias walked out of the bathroom dressed in navy blue slacks, a white formal shirt, and a suit vest over it. His face was clear of all facial hair and his hair was neatly combed back and gelled.

You have to believe me. She pressed her mouth into a pained smile, believing him but also feeling so blown away by his care and attitude that she wasn’t sure how to trust it. But when his lips touched hers, first brushing then pressing into a deep kiss, she let go of her worry and confusion, the sadness and panic that had been gripping her heart, and let Nateease her down on the soft bed.