If You Kiss My Neck Novels & Stories

she answered back. The thought of someone else's touching her burned my soul, I bites her neck, marking her as mine. “What are you doing?” she shouted. “No one is entitled to touch you like this, only I can do that” I stated possessively and suck the hollow of her neck. She moaned and clutched my hairs. I kissed her lips hard… “These lips are mine to kiss”. I kissed her neck. “This swan like neck is mine to place hickies”.

I said in the middle of our kiss. “ Uhmm I am so addicted with your kiss!” "I miss you too Nick… Ahh" Jessica also responds to my kisses. She's kissing me torridly. She is biting and sucking my lips. I smiled. My Love misses me too. Then, my kiss slowly went down. Wanting to savour every part of her. I licked her sexy neck. She tilted her head back to give me access to her neck. “Love… Aahh” While I'm busy licking, kissing, her neck and shoulder, my hands are busy exploring her body. I was able to remove her blouse.

Then I kissed her neck. “Good morning, beautiful,” I said with a soft voice filled with encouragement. She was wearing a thin pink-laced bra and panties beneath a sheer rose-colored slip. She murmured, “Good morning, Caro,” and curled into my embrace. “How come I can kiss you on the neck, on your collarbone…” I whispered into her ear as my hand slowly trailed along her slender curves. I squeezed her breasts gently. She moaned. “But you get a panic attack when I kiss your lips, hm?”

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

Kissing her neck and body. First things first, let's calm down.

, he breathed in my ear. A pleasant goosebumps surrounded me. I squirmed beneath him, wanting it to happen. Unfortunately, he left me wriggling. Jakob started kissing my neck, which made me moan after moan. He sniffed me and inhaled my scent. "You smell amazing," he whispered, sucking on my neck.

The world is really so unfair for some people. “You smell so nice,” he whispered before crouching more to kiss my neck. It sent tingling sensations throughout my body as he planted a soft kiss on my neck. I had the urge to moan but stopped myself. We might not get in if we do another miracle today! One of my hands was on his arm, the other was on his chest, I was ready to push him but I was losing strength as I felt his gentle kiss on my neck. “Your smell so sweet . . .” he whispered sensually.

I wanted him to be my first and last. Gently trapped in his arms, I couldn’t help myself from planting sweet kisses on his jaw and neck, teasing him way further. He released a soft moan as he slowly closed his eyes after I sucked his neck, causing a slight bruise mark on it. His aroma was getting me intoxicated, and I couldn’t get enough of smelling him at the crook of his neck.

He stops kissing me but doesn’t let go of my neck. “Don’t be sorry. I loved it. And you can do that or kiss me anywhere you want to.” He whispers against my lips before kissing me again. I relax into his lips on mine, enjoying the feeling. It always makes me feel wanted. His mouth moves away from my lips, and for the second time, I feel his lips on my neck. But this time, he doesn’t just kiss it but softly sucks on the skin and nib it with his teeth. Gosh, I never thought I could feel like this. But the warm, tingling feeling that spreads on and inside my body feels so good.

With a gentleness that holds the promise of unspoken emotions, he tilts my head slightly, exposing the curve of my neck. As he leans in, his warm breath ghosts over my sensitive skin, sending shivers down my spine. The anticipation hangs heavy in the air, a mixture of curiosity and longing. “I’m yours, always and forever, my love.” And then, his lips, soft and tender, make contact with the delicate expanse of my neck, planting a feather-light kiss that ignites a cascade of sensations. I gasp softly, my palms pressed to his heated skin.