He Kissed My Neck Novels & Stories

Oh my God! I was so lost in his kiss that I didn't know when I wrapped my hands behind his neck, feeling the warmth of his skin. His lips darted to a side of my neck; sucking and kissing it, I was certain that they would be marks left for sure, but right now i don't seem to care.

I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Stay sane and keep healthy 🌍 Let's cooperate with each other❤️ Happy reading 🤗 ***** "Shhh... Aahhhh..." That damn moan just came out of my mouth when Hyun Ki kissed my neck and bit it. I held his head, I smelled the fresh scent of his hair. While his other hand was on my thigh and stroked it. I bit my lower lip, I feel so hot. What happened to me?

he whispered while kissing the right side of my neck. His words made me release what I meant to do with him. I quickly grabbed him in my hands and turned him around. "I can control myself, let's see whether you can," I whispered as I launched my lips on his neck. I kissed his neck, neck bones and My hands ripped open his shirt. I began kissing his chest and his nipple. His smells the same and the way they feel against my lips was the same. I kissed his abs, shoulders, stomach, and my lips reached his abdomen. I glanced at him, he was already looking at me breathlessly. Before I could kiss his abdomen he grabbed my hair and pulled me up.

We had hidden behind them. I felt his fingers grace my neck. Unconsciously, I pinned my dress. I heard something again. The sound of a chain maybe then something fell on my neck. it was gentle but still perhaps a little bit heavy. As a finishing touch to what he was doing, he kissed my neck and he kissed my cheek then he whispered. “Open your eyes.”

She pleaded softly with her hands gripping my neck tightly. I smirked as she begged me. It had been so long since she begged me anything. “Say my name again,” I murmured against her neck sending chills down her spine. “B..Barton…” She groaned before gasping as I sucked on her delicate collar bone. “Fuck,” I growled against her neck as I moved lower, leaving wet kisses along her throat. I nibbled on her earlobe and then kissed it lightly making her squirm beneath me. I lifted my gaze to look at her as my finger slowly trailed across her stomach.

Soft sobs escaped as I held on to him. He returned my hug, wrapping his arms securely around my waist and back. He buried his face in my neck, inhaling deeply with a contented sigh. "I love your scent; you smell so fucking good." He began kissing my neck, sending delightful shivers down my spine. His hands slipped under my shirt and traced over my back before he pulled away slightly. Our lips met again immediately as he drew me closer to him. My grip tightened around his neck as we kissed passionately and intimately. After a moment, he left my lips to explore my neck with soft kisses and gentle sucking that made me bite my lip to stifle a moan.

Then I kissed her neck. “Good morning, beautiful,” I said with a soft voice filled with encouragement. She was wearing a thin pink-laced bra and panties beneath a sheer rose-colored slip. She murmured, “Good morning, Caro,” and curled into my embrace. “How come I can kiss you on the neck, on your collarbone…” I whispered into her ear as my hand slowly trailed along her slender curves. I squeezed her breasts gently. She moaned. “But you get a panic attack when I kiss your lips, hm?”

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

he whispered against my lips. Shivers ran down my spine, My head was spending my heart beating fast and hard against my ribs. He was back kissing my neck. I could feel his sharp teeth graze my skin and I could swear he wanted to bite me, but he nibbled my neck and kept kissing me. He moved down and with one hand tore my dress in two.

“Britney.” The kiss ignited something deep within me, something that had been lying dormant, waiting for this moment. My body reacted instantly, my lips parting as I kissed him back with equal fervor. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pressed myself against him, losing myself in the feel of him, the taste of him. Every touch, every movement was a reminder of how much I had missed him—his warmth, his strength, the way he held onto me like I was his lifeline.