Kiss Drarry Novels & Stories

The kiss was so intense that ravished themselves into the bed firgetting to lock the door. While the kiss is ongoing, Clyde remembered he didn't lock the door, so, he detached his lips and quickly closed the door. He ran back to her with his thing erected, he is ready for action. So, they resumed to what they were doing. While they kiss, Clyde caressed her boobs gently while he milked her mouth. Kiara lost her senses and humor. She is ready for him now. She took over the whole play and undress him, ready to suck his long hard di**ck.

He turned back to me and chuckled. "So, I believe we are done here .I can't believe you made us sing as if we were some kind of choristers " Harry blurted out. "Don't even use the term ,'chorister',your voices are horrible " Darrel turned around and laughed. He turned back to me and smirked before claiming my lips and kissing me passionately. *What the .. that's enough * Kyle teased and the others laughed. Darrel stopped for a while and said without turning "you guys should leave"

“I have a different offer for you...and your so-called friends.” The nerdy guy gaped into me, unsure if my words were sincere. “How about we do not dance, as I am too drunk to do you justice. Instead, I will do this…” I told him and leaned to cup his face and give him a long passionate kiss. It caused me to stand up from my chair to reach him, but once I did, I had to lift myself on my toes to press my lips into his. With closed eyes, I took my time to slide my tongue over his before moving away to stare into his amazing coal eyes.

I could already feel the heat rising and they hadn’t even touched me yet, not really. “Please,” I pleaded as Darian undid my top button. He looked at me and the look in his eyes was full of such dark promise that I clenched my legs around him. “Let’s start with a kiss,” he said, a wicked smile on his face. “What a good idea,” Dragus said, and he leaned down and captured my lips with his. He kissed me ever so gently as I felt Darian tugging on my jeans. They slid off my legs and the chill in the air hit my now bare legs. I felt as Darian thumbed over my panties, knowing that he would find them already damp. He chuckled as I moaned into Dragus’ mouth.

I was even surprised by the man's slight swearing but I just smiled. "I am Amphitrite please." I was surprised when ma'am Kalyssa suddenly screamed. "You are so beautiful really! Do you have a race?" its question. "K-Daddy is Korean, but he left us a long time ago when he joined his partner." He was suddenly saddened by what I said. "I'm sorry to hear that, ija. But I hope you can hold my son," he said. "I can handle that! I've taken care of many children before," I replied with a smile. But I was surprised when they looked at each other.

"If we're divorcing, then that's it. Why would I be upset?" The crowd around us looked confused. No one could understand why Wendy would agree to something so absurd. Eva stepped forward again, looping her arm through Wendy's. She smiled warmly. "My dear, I truly like you. You saved my son, Thomas. When he wakes up, and if you don't mind, you should marry him and become part of our family." Cheers and applause broke out immediately. "A good person like Dr. Summer won't have trouble finding someone better!" "That man has no idea what he's losing!"

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

But the only word echoing in my head is karma. And the question that haunts me: who is paying the price? Me? Eva? Annaida? Damon? Because right now, every single one of us is suffering in our own way, caught in the wreckage of what has unraveled. . . . . . . . Hi All, Just a headsup those who have read KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL would clearly understand the insinuations of this chapter. From Chapter 93/94 of KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL.

My skirt rode up, revealing my thong, already damp from anticipation. 'Look at that pretty pussy,' Tyler murmured, kneeling between my legs. He hooked his fingers in the fabric and yanked it aside, exposing me. Cool air hit my folds, making me shiver. Drax leaned in, capturing my mouth in a rough kiss, his tongue invading, tasting like victory beer. I moaned into him, my hands roaming his chest, nails scraping over his nipples. Devon stripped off his shirt, revealing a chiseled torso glistening with residual sweat.

She smacks his chest lightly. “How could you not know that about a man you’re supposed to marry?” “Exactly ” she says firmly “Exactly” She stands abruptly and begins pacing. “And that woman—what’s her name again?” She snaps her fingers, tapping her head. “Debbie, right?” Troy bursts out laughing. “Oh no, don’t laugh,” Diana says, hitting his arm. “I’m serious.” “I’m sorry,” he says, trying to contain himself. “Go on.” She drops back into her seat. “So tell me. Who is she? A lover? Girlfriend? Ex?”