Dark Blue Kiss English Translation Novels & Stories

I replied as I throw death glares over him. "You’re really reckless, Aizhyrra. Who the hell in this world will fucking sign the fucking contract without fucking reading it?" he asked with his dangerous voice. “Excuse me? I am not reckless! You’re just manipulative! I can’t believe that you tricked me into this just because I kissed you. I regret doing it!” I rolled my eyes on him. Trizhor smirked devilishly again. “Oh baby, believe me, I love to kiss you all over again.”

“Now, come for me, eazizi.” He moved a few more times, and we both came together, our eyes locked on each other. He was completely out of breath, and I imagined he was exhausted too. “That was… different,” I said, trying to catch my breath. He pressed his forehead to mine and closed his eyes, trying to find his voice again. I closed my eyes and focused on the movement of his shoulders, searching for his lips for a much calmer kiss, and I heard him say something. “’Ana mudajaea...” I didn’t expect him to translate, but I imagined it was some kind of curse. “I think it’s best if I leave, or I won’t let you sleep.”

"Ouch, that hurts. Right here. You wound me, Astrid." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Well, maybe I can kiss it to make it feel better." Blaze's eyes darkens with desire, his smirk transforming into a wicked beam. "I think I'd like that," he murmurs, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. Their lips met with a fervor that sent shivers down their spines, their bodies pressing closer as the kiss deepened, igniting a fire between them.

I looked into his blue windows of the soul, and knew that he was being completely genuine. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. As my tongue darted into his mouth, I could taste the coconut liquor on his lips, and I drank him in. He returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping his hands around my back and bringing me in closer. I pulled him into me, his skin smooth on my fingers. We broke from the kiss and I marveled at his huge pecs and abs, eying him hungrily. I knew he was looking at me the same way, and it turned me on.

“Do you want it to be?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t desperate. It was deliberate. It said everything he couldn’t say in words. I kissed back slowly, letting the question melt. When we broke apart, neither of us moved. He was the first to speak. “That felt... right.” I nodded. “It did.” He bit his lip. “So?” “So?” I echoed. He leaned back, tucking his head under moonlight. “So... what is this then? Casual, serious, somewhere in between?”

Eleanor gestured inside with a slight nod. "You should go and change your clothes." Wiping away my tears, I went to my room and changed into a black dress with a black jacket over it. There are plenty of black clothes in my wardrobe, and black seemed to match the tone of my life over the past few years. When I came out, Eleanor was leading several officers as they examined and photographed my home. Meanwhile, I glanced around blankly, looking dazed and grief-stricken.

Then like a thirsty man that came from the dessert, he hungrily suck my bo*** “ Uhm, I miss you, I miss your bo**” “ oohhh..” I can feel my pu*** throb.. “Aahhh, Oohhh” I am burning with desire and passion. Then his kisses went down. He removed my shorts in an instant then he lowered his mouth to my clit. “ oohh! Fuck!” I trembled when I felt his tongue flicked my clit.. “ Nick Love,, aahhh” I moaned. “ Uhmmm Love, you are mine, I love your pussy, uhmm. Always taste so good”

His lips brushing against my ear Our hearts beat as one I smile as tears of joy escape my eyes "Roman," I whisper. Love in my voice. "I love you too." Roman's lips meet mine. Soft and gentle. Our kiss sends shivers down my spine. Time stands still. The world fades leaving only us lost in our love. Roman's lips devour mine. Passion explodes between us. Our confession ignites an uncontrollable fire within us. We stumble to the ground together. Hands roaming, clothes shed Skin to skin. Our bodies entwined. Roman's touch sends shivers down my spine.

They were so plump, I was curious on how they’d taste like. “Yes, Sir.” She moaned, and without a second thoughts, our lips were joined as we sucked in the same rhythm and hunger. “Fuck.” I cussed because a kiss has never been this intense. My hand grabbed that damned ponytail, tugging on it so she’d let my tongue explore her. Every inch and sweetness of her lips. She tasted like sin… the kind I never knew existed. “What is the fucking safe word?” I grunted, being so impatient. “Black.” I pulled away to lick my bottom lips as my eyes racked over the room to see how I can get handy. Put this room and her to good use.

It was a raw, desperate, and breathless collision. He captured my mouth in a hard, possessive kiss that tasted like copper and wild hunger. I let out a needy whine, my fingers tangling in his dark hair as my obsidian claws slid out with a soft schlick. I scored deep, red lines down his broad shoulders, drawing out his liquid black shadow-energy.