Caressing Cheek Novels & Stories

Napakaamo ng mukha niya, napakatahimik. “I miss how your brows crease evertime you’re confused or bothered.” I ran my thumb across the gap between his brows. “I miss how your green eyes stare at me.” I brushed my thumb over his eye lids. “I miss how your nose nozzles against my neck.” My fingertip trailed down his pointed nose. “I miss how your lips call my name.” I touched his warm plumped lips.

“I want a kiss and your number.” I gasped. He leaned closer and I stepped back until I felt the wall on my back. Now I’m trapped between his body and the wall. He put his hand on the right side on my head to corner me while he used his other hand to caressed my cheek.

Mahigpit ang pagkakahapit nito sa kanyang beywang habang ang kanyang mga kamay ay malapad na nakalapat sa dibdib nito, nagbibigay ng kaunting distansiya para makadaan ang hanging sa pagitan ng kanilang mga mukha. “Your eyes…” he whispered as he caressed her cheeks. “I want to see them roll for me.” Parang naging blanko ang kanyang isipan sa sinabi nito. “Huh?” A faint smile appeared on his lips. She anticipated for his answer, but when he dipped his head—she knew he’s not going to repeat what he just said.

I’m addicted to her smell. I delicately slipped my hand inside her shirt, exploring the depths of her bra. With gentle precision, I caressed her right breast, while my other hand ventured into the confines of her shorts, seeking to touch her most sacred place. As I inhaled the candy scent of her neck, a soft moan escaped her lips, a testament to the pleasure she was experiencing. When she looked up at me, I seized the opportunity to capture her lips with a passionate kiss.

Trying to avoid her deep almond chinita eyes. "Freianne, baby you know why I am doing this right?" she asked as she kept on caressing my cheek. Bakit ganun? Bakit kahit bakas ang pag aalala sa boses niya ay napakasarap paring pakinggan. Pinapakalma niya ang puso ko. Tumango ako. Her thumb was gently stroking on my cheek moving up and down. Ipinilig ko ang ulo ko upang lalo kong maramdaman ang init ng palad niya sa pisngi ko.

panimula ni Cheska nang humarap siyang muli sa’kin pagkatapos niyang punasan ang luha. I couldn’t help but stare at her, utterly captivated. Her chestnut-brown eyes, deep and piercing, carried a hundred emotions within them, each one telling its own silent story. Her long, curled lashes framed them beautifully, amplifying their intensity, while her thick, clean brows perfectly balanced their depth. Her nose was elegantly pointed, and her lips—small, rosy, soft, and sweet—held promises of love, tenderness, and endless devotion.

Namula tuloy ang mukha ko dahil doon. He caressed my face and kissed me on my cheeks. "Cute..." Then he held my hand up to his room. Is this the right time?