Ghost Kissing 소설 & 이야기

Her fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly in a fist as she felt the warm lips of the ghost on her cheek. Her heart was ready to explode and she was at the brink of losing her consciousness. The ghost was kissing her cheek. That wasn't it. The ghost bared his teeth and she felt him softly nibbling on her cheek as if tasting her soft skin. “I’m n...not tasty..” She stammered slowly. She was like an ice statue. The ghost didn't stop there as he laid another kiss on her jaw, another more deep one on her neck. "G.. ghost.. s...stop..." She stammered and next thing the ghost was gone just like puff as she stumbled back in darkness.

She clasped her hands and looked at me with her puppy eyes. I awkwardly cleared my throat. "Uhm," I bit my lower lip. "It's not literally a ghost. More like uhm..." Her mouth formed an O then nodded. She scanned the area then looked at me again with teasing eyes. "A ghost of what? Of past? G! Why does it feels like that that ghost you were talking about is your ex?" She started tickling me on the waist.

A promise that even in the darkest corners, there would always be light. Behind them, the door creaked. Ghost stepped out onto the porch, hands in his pockets. “I swear, you two kiss like it’s a training exercise.” Leah laughed, pulling back from Jason. “And you’ve been eavesdropping again.” “Not eavesdropping,” Ghost said dryly. “Just making sure you weren’t planning world domination. Can’t be too careful.” Jason shook his head, grinning. “You’d know if we were.”

Then, without a second thought, he joined her in the water, slashing at his own wrist. As the blood mixed with the water, Grayson's vision blurred. In his final moments, he saw me—there, standing at the edge of the bathtub. His face lit up with a wild, desperate joy as he tried to stagger toward me, calling my name. "Honey," he cried, his voice full of longing. I stared at him, my eyes cold and distant, a disgust so sharp it cut through everything. "I'm not your honey," I said. "Not in this life, not in the next, not in any life to come. Not ever."

He lowered his head and had his lips on her neck, giving it a light kiss. Jennet shivered badly after hearing his sexy husky voice. The female ghost was a male ghost? But, she could not pry her eyes away as she stared at the reflection in the glass; engraving his beautiful appearance in her mind. "Hu... Hue..." her lips trembled as she muttered the name. Her heart pounded madly. She tried to move but was powerless. "Yes..." the blond spoke softly in her ear and kissed her neck lightly while inhaling her scent. Jennet could not contain the fear anymore and her eyes rolled upward. She collapsed to the floor; losing consciousness.

Ghost grunted, “tell me you don’t want me on my knees for you.” “I do,” I moaned, throwing my head back. “I want you, Ghost. Please touch me. Get on your knees for me.” As though my consent had set off something in his head, Ghost retrieved his fingers, his darkened orbs locked on mine as he slid the coated fingers into my parted lips. I breathed shakily, my lips enclosing around his fingers, my tongue twirling around the tips, dragging a moan out of Ghost’s throat. I released his fingers with pop and he immediately leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a ghostly manner, shoulders tense and face tight with discomfort.

Danielle's POV Why is my husband basically groping Kira? George, my husband of three years is shirtless with a tumbler of dark wine in one hand and Kira on the other. He presses her to his front and lowers his head to whisper something in her ear. Kira throws her head back and giggles loudly, her palms flat on his naked chest. She is younger than I by at least half a decade, having just turned eighteen two days ago. She wears a short, backless dress, and George looks down at her like she's the center of his world. A look that has never been directed my way.

She interrupted as she wiggled her hips again, tossing her hair over her shoulder in what she clearly thought was a seductive move. The problem here is that, because she is a ghost, half her body kept flickering in and out of visibility. One second she is grinding on me, the next second, she vanished completely, and then bam, she is back, a little off-center, her knee phasing through my fucking thigh and it's really scary.

I keep walking, my feet stepping on stones, on branches, and everything there is on the bottom, and soon, I’m right behind him. I wrap my hands around his torso and lean my forehead on his back. It’s quiet, the only sound is the wind touching the water and our breathing. “You're a fucking liar, McDavid. “I whisper, “It's damn cold. “ “Yeah?” He says and still doesn't move. I stand on my toes, my feet digging in the mud on the bottom. “Yes,” I say quietly and kiss his neck. And then Kyle turns around, confusion is written all over his face.

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.