Heavy Kissing Novels & Stories

he murmured huskily between kisses, cradling her back in a protective embrace. She nodded eagerly. "Yes, baby. Make me come." A smile spread across his face as he captured her lips in a passionate kiss, pouring every ounce of his desire into the moment as if it were their last. Hayley welcomed the fervor, returning the kiss with equal intensity, her eyes shutting to fully immerse herself in the moment.

His kiss was dominating and fierce. I kissed him back, matching his fierce kisses. He tasted divine and I just couldn't get enough of him. I moaned desperately against his perfectly soft lips, as he licked the center of my mouth. I loved the fireworks that exploded within me as our tongues danced together. He pulled the sheets away, pressing his naked body to mine, as his lips began trailing kisses down my jawline, leaving a trail of sparks as it journeyed to my marking spot where his mark was deeply rooted. I moaned as his hand worked its way up to my earlobe, caressing and playing with it.

Not realising what the extra contact would do to his resolve, his strict control and the craving desire still growing within him, Anton loses more of his control as he leans in and presses his lips to Kyria’s in a hard dominant kiss, forcing his tongue into her mouth. The taste of her explodes through his senses increasing his desire and craving to take her tenfold, not fighting it as much as he should and only just keeping himself and Everest under some sort of control, he pushes her back just that little more so that as he leans forward Kyria has no choice but to lean back, she flinches as her back comes into contact with the cold desk.

he complained. "You always insult my kiss. At least it's not an indirect kiss." "What are you, seven years old? I guess my kissing lessons with you are not enough. Should we have an hour of french kissing tonight?" She gaped at him, slowly forming a wide grin. "I'm serious," Kieran uttered in his sultry voice, almost in a whisper, trying to seduce her again. The last kiss they shared came back to her memory. It was intense and full of passion. She can't help but blush thinking about it.

The urgency in his kiss spoke volumes, a language of need that resonated with my own desires. As the kiss deepened, time seemed to lose its grip, and the world outside faded into insignificance. His hands found their way through my hair, his touch a testament to the hunger that fueled our intimate encounter. He pushed me down gently and I landed up on the couch behind me before he climbed on top of me, his lips claiming mine with a fierce and desperate urgency. Kirill, with a commanding yet tender touch, pressed me down, his presence igniting a fire within me. "Who do you belong to, Solnishko?" he whispered, his voice a seductive melody that resonated through the room.

He closed his eyes. I was the first to kiss Kiel. The young man responded quickly. I even felt his slight smile in the middle of our kiss. This guy really knows how to soften my heart. It was even more dramatic than mine. A few moments passed, it got deeper and deeper until we were kissing violently. Our lips move together and quickly. We seem to be very eager for each other. It had probably been a week or so since the last time we had a chance to be this close to each other.

His kiss was soft yet demanding, sending shivers down my spine as I melted into him, craving for more. Theo pulled away from the kiss and trailed down to my core, starting to lick it slowly and gently, making my heart race. He positioned his lips directly on my core, his tongue moving up and down, creating a beautiful sensation that I was absolutely loving. "Spread your legs even more," he demanded, and as I obeyed, his mouth captured my clit, sucking hard on it. I gasped, clutching the sheets tightly as his tongue worked its magic on me, sending me into a blissful state.

** Hezekiah's mouth met mine, and I responded with the same urgency. We kissed deeply, almost like we couldn't get enough of each other. His hand moved from my neck up onto my head, keeping it still. My hands gripped the back of his neck as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. It was frantic, both of us eager to taste every inch of each other again.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

The kiss was fierce, fueled by a torrent of emotions—anger, desire, frustration, and an overwhelming need to dominate. His hand slid to her waist, yanking her closer and pressing their bodies together under the cold stream of water. His other hand gripped her neck, controlling the intensity of their kiss. Hailey's initial resistance melted away, her hands wrapping around his neck as she matched his fervor, their breaths mingling in the heated exchange.