Booktok Kiss Novels & Stories

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________

Warning: This chapter will contain an explicit mature scene. ~*~ We engaged in a passionate kiss as the heat started to arose in this scenario. The sound of our pants and my muffled moan resounded inside the bedroom as we both got lost in the moment. He held my waist, pulling me close to him and I raked his hair, deepening our kiss in anticipation. Our chests collided, and our bodies were ignited. When his tongue grazed my bottom lip as if asking for permission to enter, I parted my mouth. Our tongues danced in sync, with his hands moving further down my hips. His tongue explored my mouth, as the heat began to devour me. Every second and every touch was enough to make me feel on edge. I badl

His kiss was soft yet demanding, sending shivers down my spine as I melted into him, craving for more. Theo pulled away from the kiss and trailed down to my core, starting to lick it slowly and gently, making my heart race. He positioned his lips directly on my core, his tongue moving up and down, creating a beautiful sensation that I was absolutely loving. "Spread your legs even more," he demanded, and as I obeyed, his mouth captured my clit, sucking hard on it. I gasped, clutching the sheets tightly as his tongue worked its magic on me, sending me into a blissful state.

Kabir, where were you? His nails dug into my skin. Leave me! I stepped my foot on him, and he growled against my mouth, pushing me harder against the shelf. "You love it rough, huh?" He twisted my hands, and I couldn't even scream with his mouth on me. Never back down. Fight, bookworm, I know you're strong. But then I killed my protests and let him kiss me. "Okay," I whispered in our mouth. "You're right." He detached his mouth and stepped back. I would kill you. I would kill every fucking of your fiber for touching me. "You love me. I get it."

He didn't say another word. Ronan rushed forward with a speed that stole the air from the room, his hands slamming into the bookshelf on either side of my head before he claimed my lips. It wasn't a "proper" kiss. It wasn't the kiss of a gentleman. It was a collision. I gasped against his mouth, the sound muffled as his tongue plunged in, demanding everything I had to give. It was fierce—all heat and hunger—his lips bruising mine in the best way possible. I felt like I was being swallowed whole, and I loved every second of it.

Ezra's POV: The kiss in my study had unleashed something primal, a raw, undeniable hunger that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long. Her lips, soft and yielding, tasted of a forbidden sweetness that ignited a fire within me, a dangerous, possessive claim I couldn't resist. When I finally broke the contact, our breaths mingling in the charged air, her wide, trusting eyes held a bewildered vulnerability that both captivated and stirred a fierce protectiveness.

Christ, that was one way for my boner to die a swift death. Because I knew she got a kick out of it, I held onto her hips as I twisted us around so I was flat on my back and she was on top of me. She gnawed on her bottom lip as she settled there, then she sat up, carefully tore the condom wrapper open, and pulled the sheath out of the foil. When she pinched the tip, her breath hitched as she reached for my cock and held it upright. The delicate touch was always enough to make me want to shoot my wad.

I whispered biting my lips. She swallowed hard. “Every girl I touch comes crawling back, you're just too stubborn to admit how bad you want this”, I rolled my eyes, giggling. Without hesitation I grabbed her, hoisting her unto the counter like she was a little toy. “Ah…ahh”, she gasped, her hands gripping my waist. My lips slammed into her, kissing her with wet passion. Her tongue flickered around mine. So this bookworm knows how to kiss. My tongue fucked hers better than any cock could. I pulled out her cardigan and ripped open her shirt,my soft hand diving to grab her tits.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

" He asked. "Yes'' she replied without a doubt. "That's all we need baby," Aaron said, kissing her. She rose to her feet and felt her body ignite as he sucked tentatively on her lips. His hands slowly trailed down her body cupping her ass in his hands, Cercei fumbled with his shirt frustrated, she wanted to feel his skin wanted more of his touch. Aaron pulled away from her lips looking deep into her desperate eyes he led her to the table lifting her on it with no effort she laid on her back as he began to tease her from her toes to her knees kissing the inside of her thighs.