Billdip Kiss Novelas e Histórias

He whispers, cupping my face. He softly presses his wet lips against mine, and as the kiss deepens, my eyes close, and I lose myself in his touch. Our lips dance in perfect harmony, and we become consumed by the passion of the moment. His hand grabs my wet hair, and he intensifies the kiss. We devour each other’s lips as if we haven’t kissed in years. My hands roam over his bare back, feeling the contours of his muscular body. The way his bare body presses against mine drives me crazy, making me wet between my legs.

Their intimate moment was happening right in front of me, as I was standing next to Anna. I closed my legs impulsively, as I felt how wet I already was. Exhaling deeply, I knew soon it would be my turn to kiss Jason. Part of me was afraid of what he would do. If he was planning an act of revenge on me and was preparing to refuse my kiss, I would be devastated. That was how into him I was. “Dear sweet Anna. Do you feel ready to kiss a girl? You might like it as a song said,” Billy teased her, and she showed him her tongue like a kid would do. “Okay, let’s not let the spark fade. I give you... a yellow one.”

“If anything, you're too good.” I let out a nervous breath that sounded almost like a giggle. “You're okay with dating a girl with about three hundred dollars in her bank account? It's going to make it a little tough for me to split the bill at the opera.” He grinned. “The guy's supposed to pay anyway on a date.” I wasn't sure if he kissed me, or if I kissed him. Either way, our lips connected just the way they were supposed to. It was the sweetest kiss I had ever had. It was love.

he complimented with admiration. "Kiss me" he ordered. Moving closer she slid her arm around him she lifted her head to kiss him, a small groan erupted out of Davin's mouth when her soft lips touched his, he cupped her head closer and deepen the kiss. His hands founds it's way to her breast, he bent over taking one in his mouth, sucking and feeling the nipple harden he heard a small moan escape her lip.

He asked, "Can I taste those sweet lips?" Clint did not even wait. He leaned in quickly, and before Zia realized it, their lips met in a swift, passionate kiss.

Delilah’s POV Hell, I was going to fuck Zedd this night even if it killed me. The kiss was deep and consuming, water pouring over us as Zedd pressed me against the tiled wall. His mouth claimed mine completely, tongue stroking deep, teeth nipping at my lower lip like he couldn’t get enough. I moaned into him, my hands fisting in his soaked shirt, pulling him closer. His hard cock pressed against my stomach through his wet trousers, thick and insistent, and my body throbbed with a raw, overwhelming need.

He kissed my forehead, a tender brush that sent a shiver through me, before his lips, soft and tentative, brushed against mine. A shocking, electric jolt shot through me, igniting a spark I desperately tried to extinguish. It was a fleeting contact, barely there, yet it left an undeniable warmth lingering on my lips. He reached into my back pocket, retrieved my phone, and with an unspoken command, I unlocked it. My fingers moved mechanically, obeying his silent directive. He dialled his number, saving it under a single, intimate name: DAMI. "You, and only you, are allowed to call me by that name," he whispered, his hands still cupping my face, his thumbs gently tracing my cheekbones. His tou

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

Her incandescent gaze locked into mine. Her lips against my throat. I close my eyes. I am lost. — You lie so well to others… but not to me. Her mouth travels up to mine. She brushes my lips. Not a kiss. Just a threat. A promise. — Do you want me to kiss you, Éric? I nod. — Say it, she commands. — Kiss me, Jade. Please… She smiles. And she kisses me. Not a kiss. An inferno. She devours me. She crushes me. She tears me away from myself. And I let her.