Essie First Kiss Bliss Novels & Stories

The ice had been broken since they'd kissed, but there was still that fun tension between them. “I guess I'll see you then,” Elsie said, before gently biting her lower lip. “I can't wait,” Ollie said. Then he leaned in and kissed her again. It took Elsie's breath away, but this time, she didn't hesitate. She pressed into him, letting their lips collide with a kind of need that could only be present after months of suppressing their true feelings. It was electric. Sparks flew around them and her body burst into flames. She brought her hands to his chest, enjoying the sensation of his firm muscles. His taste, his smell, everything about him turned her on and made this the best kiss she'd ever

I slipped on my black sun glasses, which was a match to my black mini gown and my black silhouettes, and without waiting for the chauffeur to load my bag in the car’s boot, I opened the passenger door and hopped into the car. The chauffeur joined me as soon as he finished loading my bags in the boot, and with just a single twist of the key, he woke the car engine, and gently glided into the long road. My name is Betty Von Rosey. I am twenty-three years old, though I look eighteen, and I had skin as white as snow, and long hair that if not for my white skin, looked more Indian than European. And these two features, coupled with my slim body, my height, and my pretty face, made me look more li

"It's enough. I understand." His lips descended upon mine, causing me to melt like ice in the heat of his passion. The kiss began with a gentle pace but soon escalated into a fervent exchange as Blaise pulled me closer to him. His arousal pressed against my abdomen, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Tilting my head back, I offered him the expanse of my neck, and he showered it with kisses. His lips grazed the spot where he would mark me, sending tingles coursing through my body, converging in my core, and causing my wetness to soak through my underwear.

By the third kiss, her lips moved hesitantly against mine, soft and unsure, but she was trying. Relief unfurled in my chest like a gentle wave as I leaned in, brushing my lips against hers. Soft and hesitant at first, the kisses were light—testing, exploring. By the third kiss, Isabella's lips began to move beneath mine, cautious but willing. A quiet sound escaped her, so soft it was almost imperceptible, and she closed her eyes. The small gesture sent a ripple through me, a mix of triumph and tenderness. Her trust, though tentative, was there.

He launched at her, his lips crashing onto hers with a fierce intensity that left her breathless. Isabelle tried to resist, her hands pushing against his chest, but Collins' grip was too strong, his arms wrapping around her like a vice. He deepened the kiss, his tongue probing hers, claiming her mouth as his own. At first, Isabelle's resistance was fierce, her lips pressed together in a tight line, refusing to yield to his advances. But Collins was relentless, his kiss like a storm that wouldn't subside. He wore her down, his lips soft and persuasive, his tongue teasing hers until she couldn't help but respond. Her resistance slowly melted away, her lips softening under his assault. She felt

Oneil smiled sweetly at her. Because of his gaze, because of the bell of time, and maybe because it is the best moment, Essi went closer to Oneil and kissed him softly. It was a few seconds of unmixed bliss. When it was done, it is only right then and there that Oneil has noticed Essi’s hands cupping his face, Essi’s eyes looking affectionately and surprisingly at him, and his heart beating like crazy to the reality that Essi has did it again. She captured his heart when it has already been ever surrendered to her. Essi even smiled to the ever collapse of his heart. What a sweet free fall.

“Oh yeah? And who’s that?” Kiss her. “Hm, I believe her name was… Liz?” he teased back, making her laugh out loud. “You’re a dork, you know that?” she said admiringly. Kiss her. “Only for you, Emmie Davis,” he mumbled, eyes dropping to her pink lips that smelled like strawberries. “Oh, I know,” Emmie said the same way, eyes locked to his lips, the slight smell of cigarettes erupting for them for the first time in her life feeling appealing. Now, one of them would need to make the next move and shut the small distance between their mouths.

I asked her, trailing my thumb down her neck and enjoying the goosebumps that spread over her skin in response. “I want you and Tyre. My past was void of you two, and I was incomplete. You were mine from the moment that I smelled your cinnamon espresso scent,” she murmured as her lips brushed against mine. Her hand fisted my shirt, holding on for dear life as her lips pressed against mine possessively. I let her take control of the kiss as her tongue swept over my bottom lip. My mouth opened up for her exploration. Elle was new to kissing, but her tongue battled against mine with tantalizing determination. My mate was a great kisser, and I was glad that I was her first kiss. I wished that sh

Elsie’s cheeks flushed, and I could feel her heart pounding in her chest as my words hit her like a slap. She glanced at Zaza, who was still smirking, the breadstick now resting on the table as if it were an innocent utensil. “You want my cock, don’t you?” I demanded, my voice a rough whisper, my eyes burning into hers. “Want your little pussy fucked all the time?” Elsie’s breath hitched, her body trembling under my gaze. She nodded, her voice soft and hesitant. “Yes, please.” I crashed my lips down on hers in a kiss that was anything but gentle. My tongue invaded her mouth, dominating her, my grip on her waist bruising as I pressed her into the table.

"It's been long time... I am not stopping today..." He brushed his lips against hers while removing her payal. He removed all jewelry from her body and reached for the knot of her blouse. "If i say i am tired?" She breathed out. She straightened her back when Alex unexpectedly kissed her back and released the knot. "You want this more than me!..." He whispered biting on her earlobe and making her blush. "Don't you?" He removed her blouse and reached for the knot of her lehnga. Bella shook her head with naughty smile.