Greek Kisses Novels & Stories

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.

Inexperience she maybe but she had seen a lot of films, so when her mind went back to him, she copied everything from a movie scene. Hot dainty tongue brushed him as the kiss heightened. They explored each other's mouths. Breathing through each other. When it was his turn to suck her slick appendage, she moaned. Quite loud. And the kiss became hotter. They were both panting heavily when they parted. He stared at her intensely -- his glowing hazel eyes filled with so much affection. She gulped. "That's what I call a proper kiss, αγάπη μου." He pecked her nose. She flushed. Well, she did initiate it and she found it satisfying.

I said to Athena. Athena swiftly threw me close to her and began a passionate kiss after realizing that we were in serious jeopardy. She astounded me, and I was unable to respond. She slipped her tongue inside my mouth and played with my tongue. I couldn't believe how good it felt to kiss her soft lips. For a minute, I got lost and captivated by her kiss. I gradually intensified the kiss. Our lips are locked as my tongue slips inside her mouth, tasting her sweet innocence and kissing her deep and hard. She clings to her arm over my shoulder, runs her fingers through my hair, and pushes my head closer to deepen the kiss.

I let out a shaky breath, moaning, my body moving on command. Daddy closed the distance between us and kissed me, his lips rough against mine. They were harsh, demanding, and greedy. I tried to match his pace, kissing him back just as hard but I lost the battle. I don't think anyone would win against Jackson's kissing skills. The man-made my knees jello with a simple baby kiss. I squealed when he pulled back, taking my bottom lip in between his teeth, and biting down just enough to leave a stinging sensation. My pussy throbbed painfully the more he inflicted pain mixed with pleasure.

He squeezed possessively. Lila tilted her face upward. Marcus smiled down at her, his eyes dark with lust, and leaned in. Their lips met in a soft kiss that quickly turned hungry. She felt tiny and protected in his powerful arms as their tongues danced, tasting each other deeply. Her heart raced, pounding in her chest. The kiss grew urgent, wet, and desperate. Soft whimpers escaped her throat as she pressed her full breasts against him, her hard nipples dragging across his skin.

Then the heat of his mouth wraps around the tip of my cock, and my head snaps back with a guttural moan. “Aphòdeuma!” I gasp. Shit. The ancient Greek slips out without me realizing. Jacob suckles the tip, teasing with his tongue, dragging soft moans from my chest. He kisses, licks, even nips—exploring every inch of me like he’s trying to memorize the taste. “Fuck, Jacob. That feels so good. Suck my cock,” I groan. He pulls back slightly, lips brushing the head. “You want me to suck your cock, baby?”

“I hate that I still need you to do this to me!” “And I love it that I can do this to you, ‘glikia mou’ (sweetheart),” Adrastos came right back. Then he transferred his kisses to her neck, the swelling slopes of her breasts, and Electa forgot what they were talking about because she knew what was coming. She just clung to him, and the wait was unbearable as Adrastos plied hot, moist, grazing kisses over every inch of her flesh. His hands caressed where his lips weren’t reaching, layering sensation over sensation with the clever use of his hands and his mouth. When Adrastos finally gave her what she was craving for and dipped a long finger between her thighs, she just went completely still.

Selene, that bitch… I would kill her myself when hat time comes. “Just shut up and fuck me” I whispered into his mouth. Kairos smirked wickedly with that glint in his eyes and he bent down and kissed me, hard. Like he was trying to consume me. He laid me on the bed and kissed down my stomach, until he reached my private parts. Kairos placed a kiss on my inner thigh and then used his tongue to lick me. “Angh… goddess” I moaned loudly and Kairos briefly raised his head up “there’s no goddess here baby girl just Kairos” he said and got down on me again.

Her arms literally ached to hold him, her body on fire to be possessed by him. "I have missed you so much, agape mou," he said, shuddering harshly. She felt his mouth probe hers softly, slowly, as if asking for permission. Holding her wrists at her head with one hand, he pressed little kisses on the seam of her lips, his warm breath drenching her. In a needy, hoarse voice that unlocked every last fear in her, he punctured the kisses with words in Greek.

This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life. Gabe gently pulled away, just long enough to look at me with those glowing green eyes. Then he leaned in again. Our lips parted this time and the kiss became more passionate, with our tongues delicately dancing. My hands drifted up his back. I could feel the definition of his muscles, even over his shirt, and it turned me on even more. I wanted to feel his naked skin, his firm body, all of him and all at once. This is what I've wanted for so long, I thought. And I want so much more.