Ice Kiss Novels & Stories

In that moment, she was his, and he was hers, and nothing else in the world mattered. A flicker of satisfaction lit up Vincent’s dark eyes, a smoldering fire that mirrored the desire coursing through Isla’s veins. Without hesitation, he leaned in to claim her lips once more, his movements deliberate and consuming. This kiss was unlike any before it—deeper, more intense, an all-encompassing act that left her breathless. As their mouths moved in perfect harmony, Isla became acutely aware of a new taste mingling between them: the unmistakable essence of herself lingering on his lips. The realization sent a jolt through her, a mix of shock and arousal that heightened the intimacy of their connec

Without thinking, she instinctively ran her tongue over her lips, savoring the cold, sweet mess. Xavier halted in his tracks, captivated by the sight of ice cream smeared on Reina's lips and her flustered expression. A wild and naughty thought flashed his mind as he imagined himself cumming inside Reina's mouth; the thought sent an electric sensation down his dick. But then she licked her lips, and that was all that took for him to claim her lips in a domineering kiss. He bit her lower lips and slipped his tongue into her mouth, which was cold and tasted like the ice cream she was savoring.

The coldness of the ice cream on her lips melted under the warmth of his, and she felt a thrill run through her body. Without breaking the kiss, Knox grabbed the tub of mint chocolate chip from the bedside table and scooped out another spoonful, gently tracing it along her neck and collarbone. Willow giggled, the sensation sending tingles down her spine. He kissed the trail of coldness, his tongue darting out to lick away the sweetness.

“I can see why you wouldn't want to invite them.” “Yes.” Aiden ran his finger along my collarbone, pausing to gently stroke the fading red mark he had left earlier with his lips. “That and the fact that Izzy never stops talking about her sharks. Ever.”

I felt like a schoolgirl alone with her crush for the first time, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “I have wanted to do this all night,” Jack whispered, reaching his hand to my chin. He gently guided me to his lips. Fireworks exploded in my brain and I swear a brass band was playing a happy song as he kissed me. I pressed up against him, feeling his strong body mold into mine. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer as his tongue quested for mine. I could have stood there kissing him for the rest of the evening, but the phone began to ring again. Jack ignored it for a moment, but when the shrill sound refused to stop, he released me. His kisses left me breathless, dizzy and cra

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

God, why does he have to be such a good kisser? ​Due to the lack of oxygen, I was forced to pull away, but Draven didn’t stop there. Instead, he started leaving a trail of hot kisses along my jawline and down to my neck, nibbling and sucking on my soft spot before moving up and kissing the corner of my lips, then back to my neck again, making my whole body quiver in pleasure. I gasped when he squeezed my thighs and tugged on the skin of my neck, causing me to moan again. No, this was getting too intense and I have to control myself...but I can’t, and I don’t want to.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

His touch was soft, as if he were afraid I might disappear if he touched me. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “Thank you for coming over for dinner.” I smiled as I stepped closer to him. “The food was wonderful. But I’m still pretty excited to try out your world famous Ramen noodles one of these days.” Gabe chuckled and then leaned in, surprising me with a kiss. The passion in the air ignited instantly as we embraced in front of the sunset. The island air blew through my hair, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and warm sand. It was a picture perfect moment; one that I never saw myself actually experiencing. This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life.

I asked, my tone firm yet playful. She sighed, her moan escaping like a melody, her body arching slightly. Deciding it was time to shift gears, I reached for an ice cube from the bucket. Instead of placing it on her skin, I slipped it into my mouth, letting its coldness melt slightly on my tongue. Then, with careful precision, I brought my lips to hers, brushing the icy chill across them. She gasped at the sensation, her eyes fluttering shut as the contrast of warmth and cold sent shivers through her.