Honeyed Lips Novels & Stories

I whispered, a shaky breath escaping me when his hand brushed along my hip. “There’s that sound again,” he said quietly. “You have no idea what that does to me.” He placed his hands farther on my hips and bent down, pulling me closer until his lips touched my folds and gave me a hard, slow lick on my opening. I let out a soft breath as he moved kisses along my thighs, my fingers tightening slightly against his shoulders. “Jackson…” I whispered. “Yeah?” His voice was low and warm, his lips brushing against me again. A quiet little sound escaped me before I could stop it, somewhere between a sigh and a whimper.

"Now hold still." "Why—" I drizzled honey over her chest. Sticky. Sweet. Coating her skin. "This is going to get messy," she breathed. "That's the idea." I leaned down. Licked. Following the trail of honey. Tasting it and her. Better than anything I'd ever tasted. My tongue circled her nipple through the lace. The honey making it stick. Making it cling. I sucked. Hard. She arched. Pushing into my mouth. "More?" I asked.

“Let’s see what we got.” The spicy, red concoction glided across her pouty mouth that hardly wore a smile anymore. A dash of sugar and vanilla with the cinnamon and clove this time pulled it all together, and when her smooth pink tongue slid across her lips, she realized she got it nearly perfect this time. Her lips rubbed back and forth through the slickness of the spiced cider-flavored gloss as she pushed the wand inside the tiny glass tube.

The husband pressed his wife's body till his body encased her. He closed his eyes and gave his wife a "smooch," loving her smooth, sweet lips. Your lips have an exhilarating and seductive flavor that is smooth and sweet.

Jaja's lips are like vanilla-flavored butter, creamy and decadent, sending a shiver dancing up my spine. As our tongues meet, they begin a sugary-sweet dance-off, twisting and twirling together in a tantalizing tango. The taste is pure ecstasy, like discovering a long-lost ice cream flavor that you never knew existed. When we finally break the kiss, our chests heave in unison, like a pair of overworked bellows. Jaja's cheeks are flushed a delicate shade of pink, her plump lips glistening with moisture. She bites her lower lip seductively, her brown eyes locked on mine, as if daring me to continue this delicious dance.

"Xavi- mhhh Sto- Mhhh N- Ahh! " She whimpered in pain as I bit her lower lips harshly, she parted her lips in a gasp and I wasted no time to enter my tongue in her velvet canvas, the warm walls of her mouth was driving me crazy and I wanted nothing but more of it , more of HER. "So good baby your lips feel so good , you taste like honey... so sweet..."

I said and started getting up. But to my luck he pulled me towards again and looked at me. “What are you doing?” I asked him. “Returning the favor.” He replied simply and placed his finger in the honey. He took it out and applied on my lips which are totally trembling. After he applied I took a deep breath and started getting up. “Wait! The food was not spicy for you right?” he asked me frowning. “It is not.” I replied. “Then you don’t need this on your lips.” He said looking at them.

His lips feel so soft, yet firm, sweet, and so perfect. He bites my bottom lip softly, trailing his tongue across my lips, making an involuntary moan escape. I part my lips, and he quickly invades my mouth, running his tongue softly over mine. God...I knew it. His lips are divine, his kiss is sweet and sensual. I just knew he had to be an amazing kisser.

we both laughed I dropped her at home I too went back to home I seen honey is sitting alone in her room i caressed her hair she looked towards me and smiled her lip is wounded what happened i asked "honey what happened to your lips" she said "I fallen down from my bed and it happened" I know she is lying but also I remained calm and teased her "then you need to sleep on cradle" she said "you" we both laughed

He could stay in this chair with this woman sitting on his lap, kissing her and stroking her breast forever. And forever it did seem. Juicy was floating somewhere between heaven and earth. When her lips tingled and began to grow numb she finally pulled back. Troy's eyes were hooded and his lips were swollen but he looked as if he could go for another hour of kissing. His hand still held her breast.