Novel & Cerita He Hit Me And It Felt Like A Kiss

He pushed me against the wall, and I felt a slight pain cut through me as my back hit the wall. This time, his kiss was more desperate and passionate. His tongue glided in my mouth, deepening the kiss and tasting every inch of my mouth. It was the kind of kiss that made me feel like I was soaring. I pressed my body against him, wanting to feel every inch of him. With each passing moment, the intensity of the kiss grew until I was utterly lost in his arms.

“Me too.” He kisses me again. This time the kiss feels harder. His lips bruise mine with passion. His hand slips under the fabric. His fingers brush my pussy lips with a light, electric touch. I gasp. My hips lift off the desk. He smiles against my mouth. The romance burns hotter. It becomes a beautiful dance of desire and love.

The kiss was like an anchor, pulling her closer to him, leaving her breathless and overwhelmed by the raw intensity of the moment. Isla could feel her heart racing as the kiss lingered in her mind, the effect it had on her undeniable. She had never felt anything like it before, as if their connection went beyond the physical. It was as though their hearts beat in sync, each kiss sending waves of heat and emotion crashing through her. She could taste the sweetness of his affection, the tenderness of his touch, and it made her want to lose herself entirely in the feeling. But just as the moment seemed to stretch, Vincent pulled away, breaking the kiss with a soft, teasing smile.

Mia's pov I feel the man's soft lips on mine and I freeze. A weird sensation hits my body ,like a deja vu. Where you know you have lived in this second before, you have experienced this,you have enjoyed it but can't pin point when. A searing pain hits my forehead and my eyes widen. What am I doing? How can I let him kiss me. Slamming my palms on his broad hard rock chest. I push him back to land a tight slap on his face. Not giving a damn about who he was.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

My face immediately turned red and I automatically hit him. "Kyaaaa! Letche ka yam! Grrrr! Waaaa! You're mischievous, you're mischievous, you're tight!!!" I kept hitting him until he touched my penis.. "Easy, hahaha.. Easy, yam. I'm instantly closed to you. Chill.." he was still laughing constantly so I didn't stop. I just stopped when he kissed me. That kiss felt warm and delicious. This is the kiss that you will really love once you taste it..

I spoke through my teeth when the car stopped abruptly. "What is wrong? Why are you hitting your head?" He checked my head with worried eyes. His warm touch on my head and the kiss he gave me on my forehead made my toes curl. I felt like a little teenager, melting in front of her crush.

She placed her hands on my shoulders and kissed me back. As she kissed me back, I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. I had kissed Marianna a couple of times but this time it felt different, I had never felt anything like it before. I could feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest, my breath coming in short gasps. I could feel her trembling in my arms and I pulled her even closer, never wanting to let her go. The kiss deepened and our bodies were pressed tightly together. We were lost in each other, our emotions running high.

With a mix of nervousness and anticipation, I leaned in, closing the gap between us, our lips meeting in a tender and passionate kiss. In that kiss, I felt an explosion of emotions—love, desire, and a sense of unity that bound us together. The world around us faded into insignificance as we lost ourselves in the intoxicating dance of our lips. Every touch, every caress was a testament to the depth of our connection, a language spoken only by our hearts.

Mine clasped onto him like a magnet. The ensuing kiss was a mixed bag of marvelous. Our slippery tongues bounced around in my mouth as if they were at play. They slapped and whacked one another like they were in a street fight. They pulled and patted on each other as if there was a battle for tongue supremacy. It was wild, chaotic, and utterly thrilling.