Kiss Band Eric Carr Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

she asks, squeezing my hand before taking a big bite of fluffy, pink cotton candy. A little piece gets stuck on the corner of her lip, and I pull her close, bending down to kiss it away. “How sweet you taste,” I murmur, taking her lips with mine and licking inside her mouth. She kisses me back, but then tilts her chin up, narrowing her eyes at me. I already know what her response is going to be. “It’s all you, babygirl. Not the candy. Just...you.” I kiss her again, because how can I not? She sighs into my mouth, relaxing against me and surrendering to this. To me. To us.

His grip tightened as he continued driving in and out, each thrust pulling another needy sound from my throat. “You’re fucking sweet,” he breathed, never breaking his pace. Eric caught my lips in a deep kiss, our tongues clashing for dominance. His hand slid to my neck, applying just enough pressure to make my pulse race before he claimed my lower lip between his teeth. “Let’s see how many fingers and dicks your pussy can contain,” Adrian challenged, a teasing grin tugging at his lips.

If he had, it would have broken his little heart. But what if he hadn’t heard? What if he had only spoken harshly to Ryan because he saw me crying? Eric had seen me cry countless times before. He had seen Caroline hurl insults at me, even strike me. And every time, he would come running, shouting at her in his own way, defending me with all the courage his small body could muster. Caroline, for all her cruelty, had always tried to hide that side from Eric. She wanted to win him over, to make him love her more than me. But she never succeeded. She never could. And I would never let her.

I tuck a strand of hair beneath my ear. “You have no idea what that does to me” he says, his voice is low and rough. His hands moves then, slowly. His knuckles braze against my cheeks. Softly. “You want me to stop?” Common sense was telling me to say yes, but instead I say “No” He closes the distance between us. And when our lips meet. It’s gentle, caring, not rushed. His hands slide to nape of my neck. I guide my hands to his face. The kiss deepens.

Erica took a gander at Carmen, then and turned all around, examining the parking area. “Ya know, I believe you're asking too much. To see two girls kissing, you must also do something as well,” Erica said. “You must kiss Carmen. A tongue kiss." Erica added. “What! Absolutely no chance,” he said. “Definitely, absolutely no chance,” Carmen added. “If you have any desire to see a kiss that will make you hard, you must lay one on your sister.” “Erica Stacks, I will kill you…dead…really dead,” Carmen said.

Eric turned, his brows furrowed in confusion. “What is it?” I stood from the couch, ignoring the dull ache in my muscles. My heart was racing, but I didn’t care. Without giving myself time to overthink, I closed the distance between us. Eric barely had time to react before I reached up, cupped his face, and kissed him. This kiss was different. It wasn’t soft or hesitant. It was deep and urgent, fueled by emotions I didn’t fully understand but couldn’t hold back any longer. Eric made a small sound of surprise, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, his hands found my waist, holding me steady as he kissed me back with equal fervor.

He won't lie. Eric knelt on his knees, kissing a long kiss along Nana's body. He sucked the water on her nipples, greedily sucking those hard spikes into his mouth. He licked beneath her breasts and then down her ribs. He caressed her hips and stomach. Finally, he parted her legs to search for her feminine place.

What we see might not be true. Though I kept telling it myself, my brain and my heart already accepted the fact that Eric was kissing someone else; a girl, who looked so classy and elegant. Why did he raise my hopes when he wanted another girl? Or did we all were mistaken about his feelings for me? Many questions started to revolve in my head, for which, I had no answers. Suddenly, the girl pulled herself from him and slapped him which startled me. I hid behind the tree to hear their conversation, which was audible enough. She shouted, “Why did you kiss me?”

I asked but they didn't answer so i jerk Amy's phone to check what was trending and i was shocked to see the video of Miles kissing me My eyes widened and i looked at my friends I was so embarrassed and angry at the same time, i adjusted my bag back ignoring my friends calling me. Eric's POV "Why will you do such a thing.. Huh?? Manager Don yelled and i let out a sigh Everyone is now talking about the video of me kissing a girl which i don't quite know but i don't really care cos all what i am thinking about is Mina. I rubbed my face and stood up "Tonight is the day CJ will regret being an artist, i will surely bring him down to my feet " Eric said and Manage Don shot him a glance "Really??