Kiribaku Kiss Novels & Stories

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.

For almost an hour and I did not want to stop, even if I would have to eventually say bye and get ready for school. ME : I miss you too Baby 😭 ME : I miss kissing you. ME : I miss you kissing me. ME : I miss you touching me 🙈 BESTIE : Ohhhh i miss that so much too. BESTIE : I miss my hands touching and caressing your soft skin, every curve, every inch. BESTIE: I miss the way you feel under my fingertips. Like silk. Like heaven. BESTIE: I miss the sounds you make when I touch you in just the right spot.

Even through the blurring tears and the shifting lights, I could discern the chiseled perfection of his jawline, the predatory gleam in his dark, evil eyes. Then, he pulled me into a deep, consuming kiss. He suckled my lower lip, a possessive tug, then bit down lightly, a sharp sting that made me gasp. He seized the opportunity, plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every heated crevice. His kiss was a force of nature, deep and overwhelming, brimming with domination and raw power, stealing my breath, leaving me struggling for air. Yet, he showed no intention of releasing me anytime soon. He gently wiped the tears from my eyes, his touch surprisingly tender, and cupped my face. His fin

He turned, his eyes as deep as the water, and kissed me . For a moment, I let myself forget everything but that kiss. There was no island, no flight tomorrow, no having to return home alone, just this moment wrapped up in his embrace. I knew this would never happen again, that I would never get another moment like this. Tomorrow I would go back to my life in Iowa, he would go back to his life in Dubai, and that would be the end. Our worlds were just too different for it to happen any other way. "Hey! No making out on my boat!" Robbie yelled at us. I felt the blush flare across my cheeks as Owen let me go. I looked back to see Jack giving a small golf clap, but at least Emma was passed out on

It was bitter. Asher broke the kiss, looking at Calantha’s blush face. She gasped, could feel the burning passion as she looked into his beautiful amber eyes. The smeared lipstick stains that their kiss had created made Asher look silly. Calantha pursed her lips, looked down at his chest. But Asher grabbed her chin, forcing her to raise her head, looking into his gaze. The smeared lipstick stain had more attraction to Calantha than Asher’s sharp eyes. Calantha found it amusing, she smiled at first, but when Asher did not take any decisive action to stop her; she laughed out loud.

a few more hours passed slowly as the guest left and went home to his own hotel so kiro and I also left to go to our hotel ************ When we entered, Kiro immediately locked the door and he immediately approached and pulled me. he kissed me passionately and he helped me to undress my gown, his lips dropped to my breast and he gently sucked my breast like a child, when he finished there he immediately carried me to the bed and he separated my leg and he kissed me on my vagina like there's no tomorrow, when he stop kissing my vagina he inserted his tongue on my vagina and he twisted his tongue around it. "Ohhhh" I moaned

Vivienne praised softly before leaning in. Her tongue made first contact, licking a long, slow stripe from Kiara’s entrance up to her swollen clit. Kiara cried out, her back arching sharply. Vivienne’s mouth was skilled and hungry. She licked and sucked with expert precision, alternating between broad, flat strokes of her tongue and gentle suction on the throbbing clit. She plunged her tongue deep inside Kiara’s hole, tasting the mixture of Kiara’s juices and the faint traces of Callum’s pre-cum, then returned to flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves with rapid movements.

I sarcastically retorted earning a low laugh from him. See? He's guilty. It was his fault in the first place. Yeah he will take full control over the kiss but that doesn't mean he can remove my clothes too. "That's how I kiss, darling. Yours is a punch kiss right? Mine is different" he smile sheepishly. I shot a glare at him. "What's wrong with my kiss? Punch kiss or not, it still consider as a kiss" I fireback. "Ah huh?" He wiggle his brow. "Just so you know my wife, I don't consider it a kiss if only the lips is involved. That's not exciting" he wink at me.

He looked at her lips that had slight tomato sauce at the bottom and he quickly got up from his seat, heading towards her yet looking at her lips. “I have never been so obsessed with anybody else! The man bent a little and before the girl knew he licked off the sauce from her lips savoring its taste with his own lips.” I never knew that ketch up could taste so amazing. He smirked a little and then walked away while Lara planted her hands on her table, feeling a little offended. “Can you at least maintain your distance if you want me to stay here? You have some guts… always kissing me without my permission!!” She screamed at top of her lungs and she heard somebody approach them from the guest

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.