Butterfly Kisses Lyrics Novels & Stories

There were giant butterflies in her stomach and she began to tremble. "Kiss my pussy," Kelly ordered. With her body now trembling like a leaf in a storm, Stephanie closed her eyes and moved her head forward. "Ahhhhhh!!!" Kelly gasped as she felt Stephanie's lips touch her pulsing sex. "Kiss me, kiss me, kiss my pussy lips," she gasped.

How is something so small so perfect? I carefully place my finger in front of it, gently nudging it, trying to coax it onto my finger. My smile turns as wide as Winter’s as the butterfly takes a tentative step onto my finger. It pulls back for a moment, as though it’s testing this new, unfamiliar territory. Then it’s on my hand, crawling slowly over my skin, each delicate step feeling like the flutter of eyelashes. I bring my hand up to inspect it. It really is a miracle. The more it crawls, the more it tickles. Must be why eyelashes on your skin are called butterfly kisses. They really feel like the flutter of butterfly wings and their tiny little feet.

The next thing I know he has his hands on my hips, his fingers digging into my skin. I lean down to kiss him and when I do, he thrusts up into me harder than he had previously. I cry out in ecstasy right before I get my happy ending. Holding me still for a second as I see stars underneath my eyelids, I feel his grip tighten then and continue his thrusting. As he thrusts through it, I cry out and yell, “I love you Jordan, you are my everything.”

I read the sentences, dazed by how my words came out. “Glorious,” I murmur. I. Snowflakes sprinkle, and my eyes flicker. In the quiet of the night, your beauty shines bright. Your sweet smile is all I can see Can you stay with me? He sings the lines in his breathy, baritone voice. His fingers fall softly on the piano, resonating with continuous mellow tones. The key belongs to the E chord family. I melt in my seat, feeling the overwhelming desire to kiss him.

I said We stared at each other then I leaned towards her. She smiled then turned her head, preventing me from kissing her. I smiled at myself Yeah, not that fast! You have to wait, Luke, I said to myself " Goodbye, Luke." " Yeah, goodbye, see you tomorrow." I said tapping the steering wheel She opened the door as the song said, ' It's so hard.' Yes it is! Then she leaned and kissed my cheek. I blushed feeling butterflies in my stomach as the song said,' can we step to the good part.'

No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue. I sighed with contentment when he pulled away. His kisses were magical. He grinned at me. “You ready?” I nodded. “Yup.” “First, we'll go to our knees,” he explained. “Find the sweet spot, where the balance is best.” “That's what she said,” I quipped. Bastian burst out laughing, stopping in his demonstration and nearly falling into the water. “Just get up on your knees,” he told me, splashing water at me with his hands.

Rooh's pov: Butterfly kisses on my neck distracted my inner thoughts travelling up to my chin, my cheekbones, my brows then finally my lips kissing me with all his love, passion and heart. I almost scream for him to take me right here and writhing and moaning in his arms wanting to halt this sweet torture feeling his fingers slip out of my juicy womanhood in a wet pop once I did ride my orgasm out.

*Song: Close Your Eyes, by Michael Bubble* Vamir I kissed her. Her lips moved along with mine—soft, tender strokes. Shy and beautiful, she trembled between my hands. I licked the seam of her lips, and she parted them, allowing me to enter. I didn't wait a second to move my tongue inside her mouth. With long, soft caresses over hers, I could taste the pizza, wine, and her. Somehow, a particular flavor and scent only belonged to her.

I whispered against her ear, “Then let go. I’ve got you.” She cried out, her body tightening as she shattered beneath me, and I followed, groaning her name like a prayer, like a promise. For a long moment, neither of us moved. Just the sound of our breathing, tangled limbs, hearts beating in sync. I held her close, pressing kisses to the back of her neck, her shoulders, her spine. “I love you, butterfly,” I murmured, voice still rough with emotion. “You’re the only one I’ll ever want.”

Tears roll down my cheeks, disappearing into my hair. Tristin releases a laboured, rough breath and lowers his face. My tongue darts out, licking my dry lips. “ Kiss—Kiss me.” I whisper, staring into his mysterious eyes. He searches my eyes, before his gaze drops to my wet lips. Something primal flashes across his gaze, his nose brushing mine gently. Just when I think he will give in, he exhales, over my lips and leans away. “ Not tonight, Little Butterfly. Not until I know you want it. ” He rasps breathlessly.