Honeyed Lips Novels & Stories

He lathed his tongue where his finger had traveled and absorbed her taste. "Honey, god...ahhh." He laughed huskily then growled against her quivering flesh. "I am the honey god, and you, my sweet goddess, taste like ambrosia." He didn't care that the words sounded corny and with another flick of his tongue, neither did she.

I felt my dick harden as she made the cutest face, her eye crossing as she looked down, trying to follow my fingers. My jaw clenched when her lips parted, and her pink tongue slid out to taste it. I had her repeatedly the night before but wanted to take her again. I wanted to drip honey over her perky breasts, then lick her clean. She could make fun of me all she wanted, but fresh honey over her silky skin would drive any man insane.

“How terrible do I look right now? And please tell me my breath still doesn’t smell like, you know what.” Maize laughed as she pulled me tighter. “You look absolutely incredible, as always, and your breath smells like minty freshness. But, just to be save, here.” She pulled out some gloss and, while I was hidden in front of her, applied some to my lips. “Perfect, now your hot lips are primed and ready for some kissing.”

My body relaxed and I held onto his hands that were cupping my face. He sucked the corner of my lip gently. I had become addicted to the taste of his lips, mixed with the smell of cigarettes and honey. These honey lips melted me. He sucked my lower lip and I did the same to his. After a few minutes, we broke the kiss. He rested his forehead against mine, breathing fast. "The taste of your lips mixed with Nutella is the most delicious thing ever." I remembered then. I think my lips were stained with Nutella. I smiled widely like an idiot.

Curling my lashes, I admired how they framed my eyes, making them appear longer and fuller. Moving on to my lips, I traced them with a soft rosy hue that enhanced their natural shape. The color brought life to my smile, making it even more radiant and inviting. I couldn't help but imagine the feeling of Lucian's lips against mine, the taste of sweetness lingering on our kiss.

Adding a bit of warm sticky honey to the plug before shoving it straight in. Isabella gasping as Grant moves to claim her mouth. Both in a heated battle as Tony moves to attack her pussy. Tony quickly grabbing some warm hot fudge before lathering her pussy with it. Tony repeating the process until he was satisfied that everything, including the clit was covered before lowering himself upon her. His tongue eagerly lapping at the mess he made.

Who is the person to give all this? “Hazel, pride of my mansion! I am pleased to see you. Good morning, how did you sleep, huh?” Honey was dripping from her tongue but alas, the honey was mixed with sugar. Something fake and indigestible. “Come here, we’ve got a big deal and I want to go there and take care of my customers, as we know how beautiful you are…” she threw a fake smile in her direction. Like always!

she added, and I sucked in a sharp breath at how seductive my name sounds on her lips. Trust me to get fucking hard in a situation like this. "I don't know, bunny," I said, slowly closing the distance between us, hoping to crack her facade. She's not budging. Her head is held high, eyes determined and daring. Coaxing me in to play with the fire, she's yielding. And I want to burn in it. "It depends," I said, my eyes on her plump glossy lips. She'd opted for a nude lipstick, her lips lined with a darker lip liner, as she calls it, pairing it up with a gloss over it. Fuck, I want to kiss her. I'm aware of Jordan. "Can I get a kiss?" I asked, closing the space between us.

I tease, my cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and delight. He chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, that, and the fact that your lips are like sweet honey," he replies, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on my lips. It's just a brief touch, but it sends a surge of heat coursing through me, making my heart race.

The more a saner part of me tried to tell me how wrong this was, the more this slutty part of me got even more aroused. "Hmmph" I whimpered as his teeth grazed my nipple. "I could really do with something as sweet as honey" he groaned and before I could tell what was happening, he had pulled his fingers out of me and was spreading honey over my chest and my tits. Slowly, he spread the honey in a thin trail up my neck and finally stopped at my lips. My breathing had turned heavier and my tits were heaving with every breath I took. I watched as he lowered his face to mine and kissed my lips fiercely.