I Kiss You Novels & Stories

He gripped my waist tighter making me gasp. Taking the chance he invaded my mouth. Holy..Jesus...I'm going to die with this sweetness. Gripping his hair tighter I kissed him with all force to meet his hunger. The kiss was passionate. Rough yet gentle. He kept me in place as I was falling on him. After like hours we separated. Freaking Isabella Kingston had her first kiss with a hottest man on earth her husband Aaron Kingston! His thumb came to my lips caressing it. His next words really took me to Mars..

I pulled her closer, urgency lacing my voice, “Kiera, kiss me.” Her eyes widened in shock, “What?” “I want you to kiss me,” I said, my tone commanding, leaving no room for debate. Before she could protest, I leaned in, capturing her lips with mine. The kiss ignited like a fuse, raw and passionate. Our mouths moved together as if they were meant to be, her warmth enveloping me. My tongue slid against hers, exploring the depths of her sweetness, and I felt her body responding instinctively, as she locked her arms around my neck. My hand roamed her back, my fingers seeking the curves of her body, pulling her closer as the world around us faded away. Every taste, every sensation heightened the d

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

Ivy's heart raced as he leaned in closer, his face inches from hers. Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss, like a whisper of promise. Victor's lips were warm and inviting, and Ivy felt herself melting into him, her heart soaring with emotion. The kiss deepened, Victor's tongue tracing the outline of her lips, sending sparks of electricity through her body.

The kiss is electric, hot, and unrestrained. Her lips are soft, warm, and the moment they touch mine, it's like something inside me ignites.I feel her gasp against me, a sharp intake of breath that only makes me deepen the kiss, pushing us both past the edge of whatever line we swore we'd never cross.

"Is that what you want?" Mia's breath hitched slightly, but she leaned toward me, closing the distance between us. Her eyes fluttered shut, and I pressed my lips against hers. The kiss was tentative at first, but it filled every inch of me with warmth. Moments later, I dragged her across the couch and into my lap, deepening the kiss with all the longing I'd been holding back for weeks. Mia responded in kind, her arms wrapping around my neck as she held me close to her. I groaned, loving the feeling of her body against mine and the softness of her lips.

This is for repaying you for missing the concert "I whispered as I pulled him close to me and placed my lips on his Can't believe I am the one now kissing a gay I closed my eyes and CJ took over by forcing his tongue on mine as we both kissed

I ask, my voice soft and I bite my bottom lip. Without a word, Killian closes the distance. He leans in, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that starts slow and tentative but ignites instantly. It’s a collision of suppressed desire. I let out a soft moan, my hands flying up to clutch at the front of his tunic, pulling him flush against me. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, claiming me with a possessive urgency that leaves me feeling lightheaded.

“Isabella, you need to—” But I didn’t care to listen. “No. I’ll tell you what I need,” I whispered, the words spilling out as desire overtook me. Grabbing his tie, I pulled him down to my level, pressing my lips to his in a fierce, demanding kiss, silencing any protest he might have had. My hands gripped his solid chest, feeling the strength of his muscles beneath the fabric, hard and unyielding under my fingers. The contact was electrifying, and I poured every ounce of frustration and longing into that kiss.

She breaks the kiss and looks me dead serious in the eyes. “Kiss me as you would kiss your trash of girl”, - she says, and I feel the anger building up. I grab the back of her beck with more strength than I should, and I kiss Karen; I kiss her with despair and with hate. My tongue dominated her, and I make her breathless. Once we break the kiss, she smiles and says something about being the best kiss ever. I honestly wasn’t paying to attention to her crap.