Kiss Bet Novels & Stories

Their lips met in a dance of tenderness and longing, an unspoken understanding passing between them. As their lips fervently met in a passionate kiss, Mateo's hands began the gentle task of undressing Ariana. The room was filled with an electric tension as their bodies intertwined, their desires merging with the intensity of their emotions. Ariana, lost in the moment, surrendered herself to the sensations, her focus on the kiss that enveloped her.

Brent smiled when he heard Kissa's plea, she looks like a slut that will do everything just to have a taste of her master's dick. "Yeah? I can thrust my dick deep in your throat until you can't breathe anymore? Will you die happy knowing that the last thing you suck is my dick?" Brent asked and Kissa nodded immediately without even thinking, it's like she's already so horny to even think straight. She wants to suck Brent's long and hard dick so badly but Brent enjoys teasing her.

he confessed, a hint of vulnerability shining through his confident demeanor. Before I could respond, he pulled me into a passionate kiss. I was momentarily taken aback, but the intensity of the moment swept me away. I responded to his embrace, reciprocating the desire that had been brewing within me for far too long. His lips were soft and inviting, his tongue dancing with mine in a perfect rhythm. It was a kiss unlike any other—a culmination of longing, yearning, and unspoken desires.

Even without going that far, Kendrick’s kiss was already overwhelming for Annabelle. Because he wasn’t just kissing her lips... After a long while, he pulled away, breathing heavily, biting her neck softly and asking in a low voice, “Will you still use me as a bet in the future?” Annabelle felt like she was being held by the neck by a fox, as if with one bite, he could take her life. She didn’t dare to act tough anymore. She shook her head. “It was because Ariana said that if I won, she would give up on you. That’s why I agreed to the bet.”

" I'm so sorry I know I shouldn't have kisse.." Something interrupted me. adam's lips kissing me back and I wrapped my hands back around his neck. my heart was leaping with joy inside. he liked me and I was kissing fucking Adam rivers but the joy is cut short as the door to the closet opens abruptly causing Adam and I to move away from other " Betty " shawn said with a hurt expression as he stared at Adam and then me before leaving kelvin's house.

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.

Like the last time we kissed was yesterday. She moaned, her body writhing against mine as she used her hands to guide my head, and even though I was in no state to even be dealing with a boner, never mind this attack, did I look fucking stupid? This was Aela. Sweet fuck. This. Was. Aela. Her pussy was meant for my dick, for Christ’s sake. I didn’t know how many cocks had been inside her, but mine was the first to get a taste of that sweet cunt. Me. No fucker else. And I’d be the goddamn last.

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.

I started. "It'll wash up on shore," he said, then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly lost myself to the kiss, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. His hands went to my sides, pulling me in closer. As we stood there, kissing, another wave crashed against Dean's back. My feet lost their grip on the ocean floor, but Dean stayed steady. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was a rock that I could cling to, and as another wave hit us, I found myself gripping him even tighter.

"Instead you chose another, far deadlier path. You stole my entire existence and ran like a fucking thief in the night. For that you will pay." Before I can respond he takes my lips with his in a brutal kiss. This is not a kiss of passion or love, this is a kiss of pain and revenge, of a man who thinks he has been wronged. This is the worst kiss of my life. He seeks entrance with his tongue and I refuse him. He releases one of my wrists, reaches up and grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open. One of my lips grinds against a tooth, cutting. Blood fills my mouth and I cry out, but the sound is swallowed by his vicious kiss.