Cerpen Kiss Hot Novels & Stories

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:

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

He looked like he was about to say something, but before he could react, I stood on my tiptoes, placing both hands around his neck and pulling him downwards by the lapels of his coat. As soon as we were inches close, I trapped his bottom lip between mine in a slow kiss. I could feel his body stiffen in surprise, but he gave no other reaction. I hadn't anticipated the softness of his lips. It threw me off guard so quickly that I could not control the soft moan that sounded from the back of my throat. The scent of his cologne and the taste of honey on his lips drove me crazy. Without thinking, I deepened the kiss, raking my fingers through his hair.

I was suddenly cut off from my fiery speech by my spontaneous mate and HOT DAMN ! He crashed my body against his with the single pull of his hand and slammed his lips against mine making me feel like putty in his arms. With my mini monologue long forgotten, I melted in his loving kiss and his moving lips kneaded mine with such passion that for a moment I forgot where we were before the wolves of my gang choked and coughed in the background to bring me back to my senses. “Mate is so so so hot ! I can easily get pregnant only by his kisses,” Sierra happily purred.

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.

“A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will.” Her heart slammed against her ribs. “That’s twisted.” “Maybe,” he said smoothly. “But every night, when your lips touch mine, I know what you’re hiding—fear, anger, curiosity. One day…” He let the pause drag, savoring it. “…desire.” Heat shot through her, unwanted and infuriating. She stabbed her fork into the lamb too hard, nearly splitting the porcelain beneath it. “You’re delusional.” He leaned closer, invading her space, his cologne wrapping around her like smoke. “No. I’m patient.”

“Annika, did you just scrunch your nose up in disgust at me? My eyes move from her lean figure to Ares, but he totally ignores me, his hand slowly caressing the side of her face. “You look hot when you are angry,” he murmurs, then plants a peck on the side of her face before stalking away. “Ares!” “Hey!” Her claws dig into my skin as she whips me around to face him. “You didn’t answer my question.” “Because I can do whatever I want to do in my home!”

He looks up at me, and I stare down into his deep green eyes, losing myself. Something takes over me, an undying urge. I slam my lips onto his, my fingers gripping his hair softly. Sparks erupt all over my skin, and heat builds in my abdomen. He kisses me back with so much passion that my head is spinning, my heart is racing, and I want more. I deepen the kiss; his hands squeeze my buttocks hard, forcing me to moan into his mouth. He bites my bottom lip, then kisses me one more time softly before pulling away. Cerberus whines as soon as he breaks away from me and sets me back down.

Cullen licked his lower lip and then removed Heart’s eye glasses. “Even without make up, you are beautiful. Your freckles make the best of you.” Cullen said. Heart chuckled and then leaned closer to reach his lips, closing her eyes, they started kissing each other’s lips. Cullen groped her ass, massaging it while they were kissing intensely. Both eyes were closed, kissing with tongue, full of saliva. Cullen’s other hand was crawling inside her skirt, looking for her panties. Heart was moaning while they were kissing as Cullen started inserting his two fingers in her pussy while they were kissing intensely.

Their lips meet in a tender, yet passionate kiss that sends waves of warmth cascading through his body. The kiss is a delicate dance, filled with longing, desire, and an overwhelming sense of connection. It's a fusion of their emotions, a bittersweet melody of past hurts and the promise of a future together. His lips move against hers with a mixture of urgency and tenderness, conveying a yearning he can no longer suppress.