Kiss Asian Drama Novels & Stories

The next words did not finish, the man's long arm hold her waist tight, five fingers clasp her fingers, and she press on the wall, thin lips covered. The kiss is suffocating and hot, and the man's low voice confides in her ear: "You're right Love." Kim who was kissed by him appears to be confused, trance opens the clear eye that is full of water vapor, and sees the man looking at her seriously in the eyes, for a time, her brain froze for a second, "Ah? What is right?" Let go of her lips, and then the man said, "Yes, I'm afraid you went astray."

Her incandescent gaze locked into mine. Her lips against my throat. I close my eyes. I am lost. — You lie so well to others… but not to me. Her mouth travels up to mine. She brushes my lips. Not a kiss. Just a threat. A promise. — Do you want me to kiss you, Éric? I nod. — Say it, she commands. — Kiss me, Jade. Please… She smiles. And she kisses me. Not a kiss. An inferno. She devours me. She crushes me. She tears me away from myself. And I let her.

"We can do more if that's what you so desire, mi amor he mischievously whisper in my ear. Unable to resist his touch, I lean in to kiss him. This time there's no urgency like the previous night. We explore each other's bodies more leisurely. Gabriel Santos fulfilled his promise. He makes me his priority in bed, his lips devoted to kissing every inch of my body and bringing me pleasure as his tongue explores my intimacy. It elicits moans of his name from me, begging him not to stop. Until my entire body shudders, reaching its peak of pleasure solely from gabriel's lips. The Mafia Don trails his lips to my thigh, kissing, licking, and nipping at me.

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.

But right now, all those distant memories faded from her mind, making her feel like she was experiencing the first kiss of her entire life. At that very moment, Riley lost all sense of rationality. Her whole mind was filled with nothing but Eash. The rich, fresh scent of his cologne flooded her lungs. The taste of him, something mixed with the flavour of the soju they had drunk at the Korean restaurant, along with a unique taste that was unmistakably Eash, made her dizzy. For Riley, this was not just a kiss but a non-verbal confession of his love, a silent declaration, "You are mine!"

I'm not sure why he called me, and we spoke for hours, but I enjoyed our conversations. "I am watching a kdrama." "Humm, now I understand why you like soft kisses." I turned when I heard his comment. How could he be aware that the TV is showing a kissing scene? The soft kisses of Kdrama remind me of his own, and a sudden urge to kiss him awakens in me. I bite my lips to stifle the urge to kiss him. "Please leave it for me; don't bite your lips." When I heard his flirtatious remark, my face became hot.

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

This was the real Anastasia Vasquez. She had the scarred operative on the ground in seconds. But she didn't kill her. She just held her there, controlled and precise. Katerina had moved toward Dominic, but not to fight him. She'd tackled her partner the scarred operative away from Anastasia. A choice. Loyalty shifted in real time. Anastasia rose, weapon in hand. Katerina was on her knees, breathing hard, having just realized what she'd done. "I'm sorry," Katerina said. Her voice was raw. "I'm so sorry."

She sat on Ryan's laps her hands around his neck “You are right. You are my first kiss so why don't I make me your last?” She moved her head untill their forehead touched “Kiss me” she told him, she had nothing to lose afterall, A simple kiss wouldn't change anything Ryan slowly pressed his lips on hers and began to kiss her, the wave of emotions Dora was experiencing was nothing she was familiar with yet she liked every bit of it, Ryan was probably the best kisser in the world. She kissed him back their tongues sucking the hell out of each other,

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________