Kiss Band Eric Carr Novels & Stories

She didn't know what made her do that but all she knows is that she fucking wants more of him. The kiss intensifies and soon... Eric finds himself having a second boner. Holy shit!!!!

The world stops turning for a second. He slides his arm around her and pulls her tightly against him, kissing her a litter harder. Every nerve in her body responds to him. When Eric straightens up, he smiles broadly at Ally. All the tenseness is gone and he looks soft and playful again. “Ally’s kiss is so much sweeter than Ally’s lips” Eric says with a playful smile. Ally blushes as she thinks about the one-bite cube he named after her. “You better get going.” Eric says as he places his hand in the small of her back and guides her into her car. He opened the door for her to get in. “Before I feel the need to taste the rest of you.”

I had done a short research on my last challenge and was going to try and win his kiss tonight. His name was Noah Miller. They called him too pure, a romantic who will not kiss without having feelings for the girl. Well, I wasn’t in a mood to do this, but I just wanted to be done with those dates. I loved my fans and I kind of owed them one last story. It was a bittersweet feeling.

A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before. But now... there was something different. Something that hinted at a profound change. It was as if he wasn't the one kissing me. I was about to remove my blindfold when his hand gently stopped me, urging me to wait. I cleared my throat, ready to question him, but he silenced me with another passionate kiss. His lips caressed mine, eliciting a shiver that coursed through my entire being. The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant.

Eric's voice stopped her. She froze halfway to the door, slowly turning to look at him. And then, without thinking twice, without giving her time to react, he closed the distance and kissed her. It wasn't a furtive kiss, it wasn't an accidental brush. It was a kiss meant to be an impulse, a way to release the tension between them, but it turned into something real—a silent confession.

Shock on me! Eric stops just outside my house. I'm about to step outside of his car when he holds my hand firmly and stops me. He gazes at me intently. "Can I kiss you?" Ew! Who asks that kind of question? It's weird and cringe and... Ugh! I just nod. I've broken his heart a number of times tonight. I can't do that once more. It's enough. Eric kisses me. The kiss is slow and soft. His lips taste like cherry and the brandy he was drinking. He's gently kissing me and if I was thirteen, this kiss would have blown me away. Just how soft and slow and smooth and gentle his mouth is on mine...

Getting into the act too, I brought my hands up and hook it around his neck. "It's show time." Tyler whispered, before bringing his lips down to mine. The kiss started out slow and light for a few seconds, before he thrust his tongue inside my mouth and deepen the kiss. Kissing Tyler reminded me of when I kissed him the first time. One, he tasted of mint and cigar and two, he was a really, damn good kisser! The first time I kissed him, I wasn't paying much attention to all that, but now for some unknown reason, I was. As we kiss, I have to steel myself to prevent from letting out a satisfied sigh. I would never give Tyler that satisfaction.

Eric :this is the 3rd to the last pose of the day ,so let’s stay here for a little while,stretching our legs,back and arms. I heard a rip and the cold air,brushed past my bare pussy, he pulled his dick, my pussy was already soaking wet, and I didn’t care how wrong this was.. I just needed something inside me. Eric: I need every one to him their favourite song, something that connects you to you favourite time in life.

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

I said. Isa scoffed at me. "Then you should ask Rogie why he kissed you in that day." My brow knotted and before I could ask Isa again, I saw Rogie entering the classroom like a model. His hair danced through the cool breeze as he stalked his way towards his chair, lips crooked into a thin smile, hands inside his pockets, and wearing his uniform with a reddish stain. My lips parted when I noticed the strong smell of ketchup around the air.