Bite Kisses Novels & Stories

It was like any other kiss, yet totally different. Belinda tilted her head to the side, allowing her to deepen the liplock, and she was met with just as much enthusiasm. Chloe gently bit her lower lip, and Belinda matched the gesture with her tongue running over the blonde's upper lip. Reaching out, Belinda cupped one of her full perky breasts and squeezed. Chloe moaned in appreciation.

I chuckled and bited on her neck she vinced with pain I cupped her cheeks and sealed my lips on her soft rosy lips the way the melted chocolate on her lips it made her lips more tasty to bite it I bited slowly she parted her lips I entered my tongue inside her and entangled my tongue with her tongue when our both breathe out I moved back she is breathing heavily I smiled and taken mobile and clicked picture of her neck and collar bone I showed it to her she asked "why I got rashes" uff let me die I hitted on her head and said "I gave lovebite you fool" she asked "for love bite will it gives mark" I nodded my head she hided her head on my chest she is watching movie while hugging me she is hi

"Sure thing, Little Fighter, I think I like you when you're feisty." My breath caught as he closed the remaining space between us, his lips softly brushing mine. Eyes fluttering closed I leaned into the kiss wanting to pull his heat closer. Our mouths moved together, languidly exploring each other. When we finally broke apart, his breathing was as heavy as mine, his pupils dilated with hunger. Somehow I didn't think we'd be leaving the bed any time soon. ******** Jess: Wait. I need to get this all straight in my head. You and Max had a sleepover? You kissed?

In the place where I am free and rightful. I grew up away from people. I became aware of the idea that someone would come to the top of Mount Maalingdo to take me and propose marriage. The man who is destined for me... The man whose eyes will only shine on me. The man who only has the right to claim my lips. Whenever I think of him, I can't help but touch my lips. What does it feel like to be kissed? I could feel my cheeks heating up when I remembered what I saw in the locker room at school on Monday. Lovers kissing as if they were the only people in the world. Was it so good that they didn't even notice that I almost slipped when I saw them?

I asked, noticing the flicker of anticipation in her eyes as she nibbled on her lower lip. Raising my index finger, I delicately pulled her lip from between her teeth. "Allow me," I murmured, my voice filled with desire. Leaning in, I pressed my lips against hers, initiating a passionate kiss. With a gentle bite, I grazed her soft lower lip, savoring its tenderness. My tongue danced and caressed, exploring the contours of her mouth, infusing our connection with an intoxicating fervor.

It felt as if it was the first time kissing her and it seems she had gotten better than before. He wasn't the only one doing the kissing as she also returned it with the same passion, her moans turned him on as his pants tightened. "Shit!" He muttered in between kisses. Once they were both out of breath, be placed his lips ok her neck, sucking on them lightly as he earned a moan in return. He moved slowly to the wall as he place her back against them. He pulled her shirt as he placed his lips in-between her breast, he twirled his tongue around them and she bit her lips from moaning. She began to grind on him as she felt so empty in her core.

I asked Kiara with wide eyes, she smiled innocently and bit her bottom lip, the sight turning me on more than it should “don’t bite your bottom lip baby girl” I smiled and slowly removed her bottom lip from between her teeth before leaning in and kissing her slowly, the kiss was gentle, literally nothing rushing us, my lips moved from her own to her jawline, then down her neck until I heard her sigh when I kissed her sweet spot, I knew that she was on her period and that I couldn’t really do anything, but that didn’t mean that we couldn’t have a little fun.

"I've told you many times, close your eyes when we kiss, or my beard will scratch you." There was something so childish, so urgent about him—it was clear how deeply he adored her, almost to the point of obsession. Tessa bit her lip. "I haven't eaten yet." Benedict's gaze darkened. "The chestnuts or me?" The rest of his words vanished into their kiss. In the cramped space, the sound of their kiss filled the air—intimate, breathless, and unrestrained. He was maddeningly good at it, the kind of kisser who made every sound feel indecent.

A small, sharp bite. “Fuck, Preppy.” I suppress a gasp—and maybe a smile. “What was that for?” “I’m testing your kink. Odaxelagnia.” I grin at the warmth spreading through my skin. “What the hell does that even mean?” “A fetish kink for biting.” He shrugs, smug now. “Fuck. Never heard of that before,” I laugh. “Yeah, yeah.” He leans up, glassy-eyed, a goofy, sweet smile playing on his lips. “Good areas to bite—arms, calves, thighs, butt, and the back. Avoid the spine.”