Gusley Kiss Novels & Stories

he looked like he had just walked out of a Gucci runway with that armani suit that held every bicep contouring every muscle on his body. "I thought we would meet again but definitely not here." Spencer said smoothly backing her up next the wall. The were so close her chest was pressed onto his rigid chest. Her nipples immediately became hard, she felt beyond wet. "I thought you went back to Los Angeles." She almost hiccupped at how close they were. He didn't waste any time locking lips with her, she immediately responded. Adela had been thinking about this kiss throughout the week. She had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. His lips tasted like mint and cinna

Tonight was no different. After his speech came the kisses. He kissed every bruise, looking utterly miserable. “A kiss for every bruise,” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “Baby, I want you. You know I’ve got the hots for you, and I can never get it up for anyone else.” What did I do? I went through the motions, groaning in pain while he mistook it for pleasure.

The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger. Florence didn't dare retaliate. She stood there, pointing toward the neighbors while raising her voice again. "Look, everyone! Look at this vile woman! She's a lunatic! Chester was cursed the day he married her! He lost his life because of her!" I ruffled my hair to make myself look even more disheveled. Then I grabbed her arm and shoved her out the door. Dropping the knife, I followed her outside and fell to my knees at the doorstep in a sudden motion. I then began wailing as I clung tightly to her legs with both hands.

His dark blue boxer-briefs strained at the seams to control his manhood. He dropped slowly to his knees in front of me, and I rested my fingertips on the muscles of his broad shoulders. He looked up at me, dark eyes burning, as he slowly took my breast in his mouth. I gasped as he surrounded the pink nub of my nipple with warmth. He kissed the soft flesh, nipping gently, making me arch my back and moan.

"FUCK!" Then, Allison surfaced, hovering over my body as she licked her lips clean, savoring the salty taste of my release. "Mmm," she murmured softly, running her tongue between her lips to catch any remnants. "You taste so good," she whispered, nuzzling against my chest. I smacked Allison's ass, eliciting a playful yelp from her as I grabbed her neck, pulling her close. I crashed my lips against hers, plunging my tongue deep into her mouth. The kiss was intense, passionate, our tongues dancing wildly as they explored each other's mouths.

she asked. “Yes. The moment I penetrated you.” Darm! So shameless! Gatty felt embarrassed, then her face turned serious as she lowered her head in deep thought. But while thinking, her head was suddenly raised and her lips were captured in a soulful kiss. He sucked her lips gently, his tongue grazing her lips and looking for an opening which he found when she gasped sweetly. Their tongues tangled together, their breaths enveloping as they both let out grunts and moans of satisfaction.

She calmly said as she looked atK the both hands of Xander on her both sides of head. " Are you going to kiss me? " Giselle casually asks as she opens her legs to make a comfortable position with Xander. " You know what will happen to you if you do that. You will have a severe allergic reaction and you will again remember all your mothers words in your head" Giselle bluntly said that makes Xander laugh. " I can hold it within a minute " Xander answered as he kissed Giselle on his lips. He moves his body closer as he deepens the kiss and their tongue meets each other that makes the kiss more lustful. Sipping and pulling their tongue and lips from each other.

Out of nowhere, without waiting for his nod of approval, Haisley Byrne saunters to the dais, steps up to Killian, wraps her arms around his neck, and shoves her boobs into his side. Then she rises up on her tiptoes and kisses him full on the mouth. He goes rigid. He doesn’t avert his eyes. He’s looking at me while she sucks his face. No. Ours. An inhuman wail—both a yowl and a roar—fills my ears from inside my skull.

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.

“Geez. If you think that was me flirting, you seriously need to learn a few things, buddy.” “You’re right,” he murmured, moving in closer. So close. “I suck at flirting. I’m much better at just plain kissing.” And he swept his mouth against mine.