Ice Kiss Novels & Stories

Is it by kissing? -------

Sighing softly, I settled down beside her, feeling a mix of affection and amusement at her antics. Mini wasted no time in tearing open the ice cream packet, her excitement palpable. But before she could take her first bite, I gently covered her mouth with my palm, a gesture to fulfill my wishes. Her face is so fuckin' small. "Kiss," I instructed in a husky tone, a hint of desire lacing my voice. Responding to my request, Mini cupped my face in her hands, pressing a sweet kiss to my cheek. "Kiss, I want a KISS," I repeated, my tone firm yet tinged with affection.

Jason suddenly caressed her cheek, cutting her short. The unexpected contact made her body tremble a little and tightened her throat, leaving her momentarily unable to make a sound. His hand moved down, warm fingertips caressing her lips. His tall figure leaned in, effectively trapping her in the corner. The confined space was filled entirely with his scent. His breath approached her ear, and Iris instinctively turned her face away, but his kiss landed on her neck instead. "Mr. Just, please don't..."

The contrast between the cold ice cream and the warmth of his mouth created a whirlwind of sensations that left me gasping for breath. "My turn, brother. The ice cream's melting," Kallum growled playfully, his voice urgent. But before he could act on his words, he leaned down and kissed me deeply, his lips claiming mine with fervor. His tongue prodded inside and I was just so eager to meet his kiss. The taste of the melting ice cream lingered on his lips. It was sweet. It was all so good and I want more. "On the edge, pet," Kazimir's voice was commanding.

Everything seems to stop around me. Isabella swallows hard, but her eyes slowly travel to my mouth, and she licks her lips. A groan escapes from me and I close the distance. I kiss her soft lips. This kiss is different from the one in the hospital. We kiss softly, sweetly, almost yearning. I trace her lips with my tongue. I can feel her breath hitch. After a while, she opens her mouth. My tongue slides in. Our tongue mingles, and she moans. My mouth travels from her sweet lips to her neck and her cleavage, her dress' cut is not too low, but it still reveals her chest. My hand squeezes her breast and her moans grow louder. I came back to claim her lips. My hand touches her hardened nipple whi

“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.

Leo reluctantly let go of my arm to pull out my chair for me. I tried not to shiver as he brushed his hand along the bare skin of my back as he left to take his own seat. Heat built in my core at the slightest of his touches. In the center of the table was a beautiful bowl full of meringue covered ice cream. The caterer gave me a nervous smile as she cut an orange peel into a long thin string. After pouring liquor on the meringue, she dipped the string of orange peel into a saucer of Grand Marnier. With a deep breath, she lit the orange peel on fire.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

Odessa flinched when she felt something very cold against her sore pussy. “C…cold…so cold..” She moaned, and Kaiden hummed as he licked her clean with a small piece of ice in his mouth. He was careful not to overdo it, keeping it to the point of pleasure and not totally turning her off. Odessa could feel his wiggly cold tongue inside her body as she squirmed; her clit felt like it had grown triple in size from his assault as he scrapped his teeth against it.

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.