Beso Novels & Stories

"Dude, you've been training her for a month. The girl likes you. Why else would she drink that shit you make every morning? And no girl works out five days a week!" Christopher looked away. "Don't turn this into a game." He turned back to them with a cold look on his face. "This isn't a game." His heart was drumming in his chest and he was angry but unsure. Carlos stepped forward. "There is no bet. We're all routing for you, Beast. That's all. Just ask her out…or else." He looked at Carlos in confusion. The big man flexed his muscles. He was a foot shorter than Christopher. He looked at the other two guys. They were flexing their muscles, too.

He glanced at Luna Lee for a moment before hugging her thighs and his face moving forward. Devouring Luna Lee's sacred part. "Ooh… hmm, Babe. You're naughty." Luna Lee stretched again, the movement made Luna Lee's hips shift to the right and left so that the effect of Lucas's kiss was even more powerful. That's why Lucas held Luna Lee's thighs, so that girl wouldn't move much. Instinctively, Lucas did it independently without instructions. Kissing, licking, sucking, and rubbing his lips there, really made Luna Lee have to bite her fingers so she wouldn't moan too loudly.

Benson growled. He didn't waste another second. He pulled the blonde girl back down to his lap. The brunette leaned in, planting wet kisses along his neck while her hands rubbed his hard chest. Benson kept his eyes locked straight on Mimi’s face as the blonde opened her mouth and slid back down onto his thick, heavy dick.

The room seemed to pulse with the weight of unspoken words as Felix gently pulled her closer, his hands resting on her waist. Their lips met in a bittersweet collision, a tender farewell that conveyed the depth of their connection. The kiss was a paradox, both passionate and sorrowful, a lingering taste of what could have been. Felix's lips moved against hers with a kind of urgency, as if he was trying to etch this moment into his memory.

She gave me a watery smile, her arms pressed to her side. To comfort her, I shoved aside all my doubts and hesitations and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her forehead. Then I wrapped her up in a fierce, tight hug, hoping it would reassure her. But she clung to me desperately, her vice-like grip conveying her bone-deep fear that this could be our last goodbye forever. I flashed her a bright, cheerful smile, trying with all my might to set her mind at ease. But my efforts were futile - she didn't return my smile for even a second.

He brushes his nose against mine, and it's more intimate than anything I’ve ever experienced in my whole life. “Talon, just kiss me,” I beg. This time, he groans, then brings my lips back to his. He goes faster, getting more comfortable. The magic in my system fires up, and Talon gasps from the heat that emits from my fingers. Everything else blessedly disappears: Axel, Nester, what I may or may not have to do. Warm wetness drips down my pussy, and I press myself to Talon, moaning into the kiss.

Hakeem’s body is tensed as he enjoys the feeling of my hand on his dick. I chuckle, enjoying the feeling of power I have. “I think I may need some more Spanish lessons.” Gael pulls back from my neck, a wicked smirk moving across his face. “Very well, mi cielo.” Gently pulling my hand off of his cock, he moves down my body. Gael kneels in front of my pussy, putting my legs over his shoulders. “Beso.” He says, kissing my thighs. My voice is breathy as I repeat, “Beso.”

But he still managed to shout “Look at Brosiah!” Beau was running fast towards our direction, he immediately pulls Brosiah’s hand on my shoulder. He looked intensely at Brosiah but the two were just laughing. Beau looked at me, he cupped my face and put my face closer to his, he kissed me with passion and held my waist to put me more closer to him. “Don’t let another man touched you, I may not be able to get easy the next time.” He whispered In a sudden shock and embarrassment, I hid my face on his chest. He kissed me in front of other people.

The desire to take her. “You’re beautiful….” Apollo whispered, and Becca could feel the sudden heat that rushed toward her cheeks. At this moment, shyness rose, and she was about to embrace herself when Apollo uttered, “Don’t.” Apollo pushed himself, towering over her, and pierced his eyes into hers. Slowly, his face goes down, and Becca closes her eyes when their lips meet again. Apollo savored her lips, and suddenly it trailed down to her jaw, down to her neck, until it reached the top of her breast.

His words hung in the air, filled with anticipation. Sofia's lips quivered, her eyes locked with Leonardo's intense gaze. Her heart raced in her chest, and a flush spread across her cheeks. She tried to respond, but the words seemed to escape her, lost in the intensity of the moment. Before she could find her voice, Leonardo's lips found her neck, pressing against her skin with a gentle yet passionate kiss.