Bruno X Mirabel Kiss Novels & Stories

'Fuck. I pulled down his boxers and kissed his cock, rubbed it against my face and cheek, so soft. I looked up and he was smiling at me. I began to lick it, to make out with it. My mouth was very dry from the salt and I felt like I had a furred tongue. I put his whole cock in my mouth and aimed it toward the back of my throat, gagging, making some more saliva. He moaned and softly tousled my hair with his hands. He got a little firmer but not hard yet and so I had to hold it in my fist. I sucked and jerked gently, but he would not get fully hard. I began to lick his balls. I put them in my mouth. My chin rested on the place where his tail met his skin. The scales were slimy and hard at the s

He set his glass on the balcony, his hand then finding its way to the small of my back so that he could draw me in to him. His eyes shone as if the stars themselves burned within. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine. The sensation made my spine feel like it was made of champagne, bubbly and ready to float away. I pressed my lips against his, begging for a better taste. He opened his mouth, the effervescence of champagne permeating my senses. I smiled as I moaned softly. All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses.

“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.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

Mirabel moved closer to him in the water, her big tits floating and bobbing on the surface, the red bikini top barely covering her nipples. Jackson stared. “You’re so much more pretty without the glasses, Mira. For real. Your eyes look different. Softer.” She blushed deeper, the compliment hitting her straight in the chest. Without thinking, she drifted even closer until their bodies were almost touching. The water made her tits brush lightly against his chest. Jackson’s breath hitched. “What are you doing, Mirabel?” Instead of answering, she leaned in and kissed him.

"Ssshhh Mirabelle" She smiles at me and obeys my single request. With her pinned between my two hands, I drop my lips to meet hers. Our lips fit perfectly as if they are meant for each other. To move and feel each other, in passionate moments like these. I grab the back of her neck to deepen the kiss even further, I growl in the kiss as she whimpers in pleasure. …Mirabelle POV…

Bruno kissed her passionately, trying to forget about Nicole. The girl pulled him by the arm and led him to a private area, pushed him to sit down, and then sat on his lap. As she positioned herself, her short dress rose, revealing a bit more of her legs. Bruno ran his hands over her legs, caressing them, while the brunette kissed him eagerly. He kept his eyes closed, but Nicole's image briefly flashed in his mind. He opened his eyes and pushed the girl away. “What's wrong with you? You stupid man!”

And…panties melted. “So.” I took a breath when I looked up at him because he stepped even closer, only a breath away. “We’re…We’re really going to…?” I turned too breathless to finish the question. He grinned wolfishly. “Oh yeah,” he answered. “We’re definitely going to.” When his lips pressed against mine, a buzz of desire ricocheted through me with startling awareness. Why were his kisses so freaking potent? I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more.

I glanced at the mirror and started laughing, Owen joining in as he followed my gaze. The mirror was littered with hand-prints. It was incredibly obvious exactly what we had been doing, the perfect mirror smudged with our escapades. Owen let out a hearty chuckle, pulling me into him for yet another mind-blowing kiss. "Be right back," he finally whispered, letting me go. I stood there for a moment, dizzy from his kiss. Thunder boomed again, but the lights stayed bright. I had completely forgotten about the balcony doors until I heard Owen closing them. I smiled as I wrapped myself up in a towel, knowing he was making sure the room was warm for me.