If You Kiss My Neck Novels & Stories

Adeline I just woke up, then I felt like someone is kissing my neck. I smile and groan. I opened my eyes, and I can see that Skye is kissing and nipping my neck, I tilt my head to the side, closed my eyes, and smile. Skye crawls on top of me, lavishing my neck with kisses. Skye's hand dips inside my top and started caressing my body while lavishing my neck. I smile and speak, "If you leave a hickey on my neck baby, you'll never have me today,"

His breath fans my ears and neck when he speaks. “I’m sorry.” He kisses my neck. “So sorry.” Kiss. “It’ll never happen again.” Kiss. “My darling.” Kiss. “My love.” Kiss. “My girl.” He nuzzles my neck, and tickles me. The giggle bursts out of my lips in uncontrollable fits, taking me by surprise. I spin around in his arms, wrapping my hands around his neck as my laughter dies out. His eyes crinkle at the corners, the grays look so much lighter and god, he smells so delicious.

Cole moans throatily, his hand coming up to my nape, deepening the kiss. “You’re driving me, crazy baby,” He groans, dragging his lips up to my throat. I tilt my head back, giving him more space to lick and nip at my neck. My head went dizzy with desire, especially when he tore my top off and his mouth was on my nipple, biting gently, licking, and tugging.

“Would you believe me if I said that I didn’t even think of that when I did it?” “Yes...” He kisses my exposed neck once again. This time the chills cover my entire body, making me glad I’m wearing a padded bra because I don’t have nipple tape in my suitcase. I close my eyes as his warm breath tickles my skin. His deep voice rumbles through me. “It won’t happen again.” I lean back. “You won’t kiss my neck?” “No,” he says with a grin. “I will definitely kiss your neck and your collarbone and...” His grin grows as his finger teases the neckline of my top. “You won’t fix your hair this way...ever...that you don’t think about my lips on you.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer as her lips brushed against my own, and putting her down, I quickly hovered her body, missing her touch. “You’re fucking sexy when you fight like that, has anyone ever told you?” I asked, connecting my lips with her neck, kissing her sweet spot, turning her on even more than she was. I grinded against her, keeping my neck on her sweet spot, licking a few stripes and sucking on a few spots, letting everyone know that she was mine.

I felt a kiss on my neck, making me sigh in content. "As my queen wishes."

such a good girl. Loosely wrapping his free hand around her neck, he pulled her closer, huskily whispering in her ears. "I'm about to lose it, I know...your scent, the innocence in your stare, everything is driving me insane. I want to sink my teeth in your neck so bad, I want to f*ck the life out of you too, but for now, I'll settle with a kiss. Can I kiss you?"

The small diamond looks so elegant on my small and creamy neck. Perfect. Almost perfect. “ Remember me for a week, kitten.” No hesitation but pure bliss of emotion, I didn’t think twice and clung both of my arms into his neck, pulling his lips closer to mine and for the first time…initiating a kiss. A very seeking one.

Karen tilted her head slightly before brushing her lips lightly against mine again. “Maybe I do.” I groaned softly under my breath before kissing her deeper immediately. This time, Karen responded instantly, her arms wrapping tighter around my neck while she melted against me completely. The kiss became slower afterward. My hand slid gently against her thigh while I rested my forehead briefly against hers. “You smell good,” I murmured quietly. Karen smiled shyly for half a second before whispering, “That’s because you keep kissing my neck.” She laughed softly again before pulling me back down toward her lips herself this time.

She turns around again, and elaborates, "kiss my neck, tell me I'm pretty." Will gets a little closer and leans forward to kiss her neck, as she adjusts her hair. The waft of perfume hits as his lips brush against her neck, kissing a few times. His hand reaches to the middle of her back and squeezes the clasp then twists slightly. His hand is stroking faster, inches away from her bum as he kisses more. His hand moves to slip the strap off one shoulder then the other, before he steps back - his breath coming in short gasps. Kissing her neck more, his free hand pulls the strap lower as he kisses her shoulder. As he feels her bum push back against him he flinches back but her hand on his moves