Heartbeat Lipstick Novels & Stories

It was something else now, something tangled and impossible to name. His cheek still burned from her slap. His lips still throbbed from her kisses and bites. Liam reached for the rearview mirror, wanting only to make sure he did not look ridiculous. Instead, his eyes widened in horror. God. She was right. A bright red lipstick stain remained smeared across his mouth, stark against his tanned masculine skin. “What the hell...” Liam muttered under his breath, quickly rubbing at it with the back of his hand. The stain only spread wider.

Memories of biting her there just a few days ago flooded his mind, and he couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of remorse. A beautiful woman with a heartbeat tattoo on her collarbone exudes an air of subtle allure. A small heart was at the end with an open space. The tattoo was small but enough to melt any person to devour her with love. Her collarbone is delicately defined, drawing attention to the intricate tattoo. The design features a lifelike heartbeat line, elegantly rendered in dark ink, mirroring the rhythm of her own heart. The tattoo adds a touch of mystique to her appearance, symbolizing the vitality and passion that reside within her. As her heartbeat flutters beneath the inke

Damn. “Your lipstick’s smudged,” he pointed out. I pulled out a pocket mirror from my bag and checked. The lipstick had spread past the edges of my lips. I wiped it off with my fingers, a little careless about it. I should probably switch to something transfer-proof next time. “Your lip’s bleeding,” he added, his voice lowering a bit. “It’s fine,” I brushed it off. He lifted his hand, and before I knew it, I felt his thumb gently graze my lower lip.

He might be calm, but she was ready to jump with sizzling awareness. “Y-you know, I haven’t done this before. How ‘bout you give me back my shirt?” “The sensual tension is part of the pleasure,” he murmured, stroking her cheek with a soft brush. “How can you even see what you’re doing in the moonlight?” “I can see. Make a kiss with your lips. Mm. I do love deep red lipstick on you. Such full, sweet lips.” He put away the lipstick and got out a nail file. “Give me your hand.”

Eliza pressed her lips just above his lips. Then it was finally my turn. I picked a shade of dark pink for my lipstick as many of the previous girls had chosen different shades of red. Amelia blindfolded me and I walked towards the poster. After thinking a little about where the lips might be located, I finally pressed my lips to it. I immediately took off the blindfold and to my disappointment, I had kissed him right below his lips.

she whispered. Gently, he touched his lips to hers. Heated sparks multiplied through her body, and she released a sigh. His lips nipped at hers and then caressed back and forth, urging her to relax. She mirrored his movements, hoping nothing would break the spell. He pulled her closer and she laid her hand on his chest. Beneath her palm, the wild beat of his heart vibrated. Her heartbeat matched his rhythm perfectly.

He sat up so she could take them off completely. She stared at his bare chest, her mouth became watery. She bit her lips. "Arghhh," Harrison moaned, his dick threatening to burst out of his trousers. "I told you not to bite your lips. Arghh." She smiled, biting her lips was having so much effect on him although she wondered why. She touched his chest, massaging it bit by bit. She was wrong, Hendrix's chest was nothing compared to Harrison's. The blocks of muscles and packs on his body have authority. His body was very solid, and she wanted his against hers.

“We weren’t going to have sex.” “Yeah, I know. I stopped you from doing that, remember?” I moved close to her and looked at her reflection in the mirror. The area around her lips was smeared with red lipstick and underneath the stain, I could make out the traces of love bites. “Whoa, Matteo must be a good kisser. He even left his signature on you,” I teased her, the corner of my lips curving into a smile. She notices the hickey, and immediately her cheek reddens. “Honey, that isn't the problem right now.” She pointed at her lips. “I need you to help me with the lipstick.”

Aruna The girl, dressed in a red lehenga - her bridal attire, looked back at me. Her usual dull brown orbs had a certain glint and was enhanced by black kohl and eyeliner. Her lips, tinged with red, looked plump, her cheeks showed a faint tinge of pink. Hair was made up in a bun, leaving a few trendrils loose.

But he did not say anything and in all honesty, the music kind of brought everything that was missing in the atmosphere- a whole vibe of romance and passion and intimacy. Damon had her hand in on his lap, his one hand's fingers wrapped around hers. Momentarily he would look sideways to see the wide grin on her face, and smile before kissing the back of her hand. Her hair flew with the air, the diamond droplets she wore in her ears shined against her creamy skin. The dark red lipstick she had wore before coming to the party had already wore off and now remained the natural pink of her lips on her mouth. Her face looked flushed, her cheek tinted with a pink hue due to the light cold that slid