Gametoons Kissy Missy Novels & Stories

Amara POV: Viktor Dragovic wants to make a deal with me? That’s fucking hilarious. I’ve killed men with more brains and less ego. He thinks tossing money and whispers my way will get my attention? He has no idea who he’s playing with. Still, I couldn’t help but grin as I stared at the encrypted message glowing on the screen: “The Devil offers a meeting. Midnight. Iron Citadel.” Drama much? I leaned back on the hotel couch, swirling cheap whiskey in a glass. My black boots were muddy from last night’s kill, blood still crusted on the laces. I hadn’t bothered cleaning them. Why would I? The mess was half the art.

The proof is dripping down my inner thighs and staining my sheets. “Did Guvaski touch you? Made you feel like this? Made you feel whole? Did he?” he thumbs my clit and my teeth dig harder into the soft flesh of my bottom lip. I try to say yes, just to spite him, but only a weak moan comes out. I’m a goner for his sick games. “I’m the only one who can make you feel this good. I’m the only one who is going to touch you, kitten. Only me”

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue. I sighed with contentment when he pulled away. His kisses were magical. He grinned at me. “You ready?” I nodded. “Yup.” “First, we'll go to our knees,” he explained. “Find the sweet spot, where the balance is best.” “That's what she said,” I quipped. Bastian burst out laughing, stopping in his demonstration and nearly falling into the water. “Just get up on your knees,” he told me, splashing water at me with his hands.

Inhaling, he thrusts in at the same time and then our flesh hitting together makes a loud slapping sound. Instantly, it makes me want more, so I butt him again with my ass and then say, “Harder.” As I turn my head and glance at him. He grants me my wish and then suddenly he yells, “I’m Cumming, and then we both orgasm at the same time.

He push my chin up and locked eyes with me. I could barely breathe with how close he was to me. His cocky aroma filled my lungs, and I longed for my pain to have me in his room. He leans in like he will kiss me. He bit me on the lip and flung my face away like my lip was disgusting. “Don't do that to her.” Sloane, who stood invisible to me while all this was going on, yelled at Ares. Ares didn't act like he heard anyone speak. He is never known to give his attention to women who are not of his level because of his arrogance.

Tommy said softly to his girlfriend over the phone as she blew her kisses. “I will send your regards baby, you got me a gift? Ugh? Really? What did you buy me?” Mirbel asked cheerfully because she knows her baby is a sweet man and he does sweet things for her randomly always so she doesn’t know what this particular one that he got her is and it would be extremely hard to guess.

My eyes burnt with unshed tears and with the beating I just got her was able to easily slip into my mouth groaning like he had just been shot. "Ah, I've missed this mouth of yours..." The other two came placing my hands on their members as well and stroking as fast as I could so this would be over as soon as possible. I felt that familiar swell in my throat and braced myself as he began going faster and almost smacking my neck.Then his fluid came rushing into my system before I could recover the shortest of them had already shoved himself into my mouth. But then the other guy came to push him. "Hey it's my turn...let me have my fun too,"

His moans and his hands on me create an intimate symphony where desire and provocation mingle and intertwine. I lean in to kiss him intensely, my lips covering his with passion, my hands exploring his muscles, his chest, his back. I feel his body vibrate beneath mine, his heat igniting me, and a delicious shiver runs through me. I play, I slow down, I speed up, modulating the rhythm of our dance, letting Gabriel follow my movements, guided by the desire I fully express.

I smirked, licking my lips as we pulled back from the kiss. “Mmm, sure, it’s not just the kiss? Because I could get drunk faster on your lips than a bottle of saki.” Missy winked. “Can someone please keep eating the sushi? I’m eager to be a more active participant.” Sheila moaned. “Oh, I can make you an active participant if your guest doesn’t mind finishing the sushi,” Missy smirked, reaching behind her to unclasp her lingerie.