God Gave Rock And Roll Kiss Novels & Stories

"I couldn't...I can't.." He hushed me, cupping my cheek and raising my head. He kissed the tears on my left cheek before going the right and doing the same. "It's not selfish." He stroked my hair. "The Goddess knew you needed us. Don't for a second think you're selfish for accepting a gift from the Goddess. I sure as hell don't, Rose." He kissed my lips and I melted into him, letting his fierce but gentle hold absorb the sadness and pain. Until only his love and touch filled me.

To admit his flaws, to give explanations for his wrongdoings, in front of so many influential people — it was on another level. My heart melted. Tears escaped my eyes before I could stop them. Ryan came to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. Not a peck, not a staged kiss for the cameras, but deep, passionate, consuming. His lips pressed against mine with urgency, with desperation, with a rawness that spoke of regret and longing. It was as though we poured all our emotions into that kiss — the years of silence, the pain, the love we had buried. For a moment, I believed there was hope. That maybe, just maybe, we could give ourselves another chance.

God, why does he have to be such a good kisser? ​Due to the lack of oxygen, I was forced to pull away, but Draven didn’t stop there. Instead, he started leaving a trail of hot kisses along my jawline and down to my neck, nibbling and sucking on my soft spot before moving up and kissing the corner of my lips, then back to my neck again, making my whole body quiver in pleasure. I gasped when he squeezed my thighs and tugged on the skin of my neck, causing me to moan again. No, this was getting too intense and I have to control myself...but I can’t, and I don’t want to.

This kiss ripped open the deeply hidden emotions from the baskets of our hearts, tattling everything. No one had ever said these words to me. Goosebumps rose on my skin and I shuddered from the shivering pleasure that rushed straight to my pussy, creating an intense horniness. I hoarsely acceded into his mouth, “You only get one chance, Gamma.” Relieved and exhilarated with gaiety, he altered the fashion of the kiss. He raised his tongue and tangled it with mine. His lips moved roughly, kissing me brutally hard and hungrily as he mumbled against my lips, “So (kiss).... can (kiss)….I (kiss)…..mark you?”

She strokes my back, I sit up slightly, we look into each other's eyes and kiss passionately. "Thank you, Clarisse, thanks to you, I now know what pleasure is." "Thank you too, because you learn very quickly. And you just gave me a very big orgasm. You're talented, but you have to keep learning, you'll soon become a pro." "Thank you, Clarisse." "You know you can give me a nickname when we're in your room! I'd really like that!" "I'll call you my goddess, because you are my god of pleasure."

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

she breathed out. Killian froze instantly, eyes freezing like ice cube. Rosa furrowed her brows, unsure of his sudden stillness. Then suddenly, Killian grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss to the ring. His face hovering over her “Say it again.” he demanded. Rosa hesitated. “Killian?” she purred in her sweet voice. Killian closed his eyes, addicted to the sound. He slipped her finger into his mouth, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip. “I feel so good. It sounds like a drug. Damn!” he admitted.

"Oh God!! Hr softly traced tender kisses from my neck up to my mouth, our lips met and I opened up my mouth to him. We kissed softly and tenderly, with building passion, I felt an electric spark course through my body as I returned the kiss passionately moaning uncontrollably into his mouth, I let my tongue slide into his mouth, exploring and entwining with his as the kiss deepened. Slowly, the kiss became more passionate. I slid my hands to his bare back feeling his warm skin, I caressed and stroked his strong rippled muscles and lightly raked my nails down his back as we kissed. He grunted out in obvious encouragement making me scratch him harder, certain I was leaving red welts for him t

“So why should I delay what will happen? But we mustn’t let Miss Katerina wait longer. There’s a contract I must sign.” Gabriel laughed aloud. As he bent his head to kiss her for a few seconds, he only stopped when he needed to breathe for air. Rosalind’s breath was ragged. Then he lowered his head to her chest, opening her dress in a swift motion and then licking her cleavage. Because she still said nothing, he moved his head to lick and suck her nipple. She wriggled and moaned. He sucked more and pinched her another peak. “Gabe, don’t!”

Rocky’s awed expression surprised her. “You did not think that I would ditch you?” She asked and got her answer when he looked shy. She jabbed him in the arm. Her clenched fist met his palm, closing on her smaller ones like a claw. Rocky turned their hands over, linking their fingers before bringing them to rest on his thigh. “I miss you.” He said kissing her. They shared an explosive kiss that shook Rocky to the core. Once their lips touched, he could not help himself. He suckled her honey-tasting lips, feasting on her sweet nectar.