Choke Kisses Novels & Stories

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

Chichi was feeling so hot and even drooling because of Kaizer’s fingering skills. “Ugh, Kaizer, ah~” Chichi moaned. Kaizer then slowly kissed her neck and sucked it. “Ah!” Chichi screamed. He went down on her chest, giving butterfly kisses. He then grabbed her other boob and massaged it. While eating the other one. He was still fingering her while doing those foreplays.

The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger. Florence didn't dare retaliate. She stood there, pointing toward the neighbors while raising her voice again. "Look, everyone! Look at this vile woman! She's a lunatic! Chester was cursed the day he married her! He lost his life because of her!" I ruffled my hair to make myself look even more disheveled. Then I grabbed her arm and shoved her out the door. Dropping the knife, I followed her outside and fell to my knees at the doorstep in a sudden motion. I then began wailing as I clung tightly to her legs with both hands.

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

He gripped my chin pulling me up from the floor "You let go so quickly. I have to reward you" he said "Ah you wanted a kiss." he scoffed "how silly of me to forget but anyway we don't want to leave you with nothing. I’m a gentleman who keeps his word, so here you go" he kissed me on my forehead softly. His lips felt cold, like the kiss of death. I clenched my fists. Sadistic Bastard!!

"Kiss or Kill! Kiss or Kill!" The stranger looked me over once, just once, but it felt like a challenge. And before he could reply, I stood up and smashed my lips to his, the act feeling both impulsive and drawn-out. It was a split-second act, a stupid one, but it felt longer than it meant to be. The bar howled, and I quickly pulled back, my heart racing wildly. His whiskey-infused taste still on my lips, leaving me completely bewildered and my heart pounding in my chest.

The last of my resistance crumbled. His mouth crashed down on mine. It wasn't a kiss; it was a claiming. Violent, hungry, all teeth and tongue and the coppery taste of my split lip. I kissed him back just as fiercely, my hands tearing at his hair, pulling him closer, deeper. He bit my lower lip. I groaned into his mouth, the pain a bright, quick pleasure. "Mine," he growled against my lips. His hand went back to my throat, finding the shape of the choker beneath the cotton. "You're wearing it."

And together, we bank on that, leaning further in until my hips hover just above his. The entire arena stops, as did I……waiting for him to make the next move. Time passes agonizingly slowly. Just when I think he’s not going to do it, he slams his lips against mine in a kiss that feels too real.

"Hey... mmph... let go..." Chloe struggled to speak as she was suddenly assaulted. She tried to push him away, but Lionel's towering figure was as immovable as a wall. The moment she opened her mouth, he silenced her with a fierce kiss. Lionel, like a beast provoked, clamped down on her, devouring her soft lips with a desperate hunger, his anger manifesting in the harshness of his actions. Her lips, unable to withstand the brutal onslaught, quickly became swollen and tender.

The way Damien moved, eyes locked on Zeke's, lips parted in anticipation; made Zeke's blood run hot, his control slipping just a fraction. ‎ ‎"Fuck, you're eager," Zeke growled, reaching down to grab Damien by the throat, his fingers wrapping around the column of his neck in a firm chokehold. He lifted Damien up effortlessly, their faces inches apart, and crashed their mouths together in a bruising kiss. It was intense, unrelenting. Zeke's tongue invading Damien's mouth, tasting the salt of his sweat and the lingering sweetness of Delilah's lips. Damien moaned into it, his hands clawing at Zeke's chest, the chokehold making his breaths come in short, desperate gasps that only heightened the