Kiss Chasing Novels & Stories

Screwed up big time. The kiss is...awful. I've heard the girls talk and whisper, they said how good he was. I don't think he is. His lips are too aggressive. I don't like it. They are too dominant. With Chase, our lips would move in sync with each other, it was perfect.

It was like I had just been smacked in the face. For some weird reason, Angus and the other guy named Hercules smirked, staring at him. Mika didn’t look pleased at all. I wanted to run. Kelsi and the other girls beside me cheered on, they gasped as they covered their hands with their mouths. Kelsi began to chant. “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” and people joined in. I nudged her. “Whose side are you on” I hissed. Watching Chase’s advisor, Mika, shoot me down with her eyes made my stomach threaten an eject button.

Amaya's eyes met his; a mix of vulnerability and trust shone within them when he kissed her. Leaning in, Chase's lips found hers in a gentle, lingering kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, conveying the depth of his feelings and the sincerity of his intentions. As their lips danced together, their bodies yearned for a deeper connection. With practiced grace, Chase trailed his fingers along Amaya's smooth skin, leaving a trail of delicate shivers in his wake. His touch was a symphony of desire as he explored every inch of her, savouring the sensations that unfolded beneath his fingertips. "Aren't we, um, going too fast?" Amaya asked.

Chelsey asked her in a quiet voice. She cupped both her cheeks and looked into her friends eyes. Kira nodded mindlessly as he started to move, matching her movements with his own. "Oh! It's so good." Chelsey brought her lips to hers and kissed her hard. The two women kissed passionately, Chelsey gathered all of Kira's long braids in her hand. She held them as their kiss became more frenzied; their tongues swirled openly and messily. The loud collision of wet skin against wet skin filled the room again. Kira squeaked against Chelsey's lips and tried not to bite the other woman when his dick struck her cervix. Kira went cross eyed with each deep stroke of his dick in her juicy pussy.

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

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

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.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

So, without thinking much about it, I reached up and held his face in my hand before pressing my lips to his. The kiss was slow at first, as though we were both trying to reassure each other that everything was okay, before Chase kisses turned dominating. He sucked and licked at my lips, causing my insides to turn limp as Nia purred in pure delight, her anger completely forgotten. My breathy pants mingled with his as our lips moved with each other in sync.

I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more. He fisted my hair in both his hands and backed me toward the sofa. When the backs of my knees hit the cushions, I began to lower myself, and he came with me most of the way until suddenly, he broke the kiss to pull back and study me. The moment my spine hit the couch with my hair splaying around my face, he grinned and set a knee between mine while burying one of his hands in my hair. He began to lower himself on top of me before stopping a few inches from contact. His gaze fell to my mouth. “What’s your favorite movie?”