Kiss Ear Novels & Stories

“When was your first kiss?” I opened my mouth, no idea what I was going to say but Knox didn’t give me the chance. “In a Ferris wheel. February fourteenth, Midnight with enough fireworks in the distance,” he said, without a pause. “That’s… oddly specific,” Bobby said. “You two must remember it well.” Knox’s eyes found mine and for a second, I couldn't help but notice the faint scar above his lip. “We do,” he said. And somehow, it sounded both like a promise and a warning.

The space between them felt narrower now. The attendant fastened the first earring. A whisper of pressure. A soft click I felt more than heard. The second followed. As her hands fell away, the world sharpened. Not dramatically. Not like lightning or revelation. Just… clearer. I inhaled slowly. There it was. A hum beneath the surface. A familiar frequency my body recognized before my mind fully did. A warmth behind my ear, subtle but present. Alive.

he said softly then, brushed past my ear and walked away. Something cold and quick touched my earlobe. My brain refused to process it at first before it hit me. Did he just… kiss my ear?

He then moved his lips towards her ear as his whispers echoed their unspoken promises. Ameera responded with a pull of his collar, enticing him to come closer. Their lips met once again, this time the kiss deepened and was filled with an unspoken passion. It was slow and rhythmic, an exploration of feelings that were pushed aside during their daily lives. The intensity of the kiss left them breathless, eliciting soft gasps as they sought air.

Today is the day those keys become mine. Heavy, wet kisses adorn my throat as Kellan comes alive. He nibbles my ear lobe and rolls me onto my back as he stretches before covering me. He hovers above me now, lidded from sleep and devious eyed. His eyes roam unabashedly down to my hip where the K is carved. His fingers trace the shske and my hairs stand on end.

He presses hard. I tilt my head and steal a quick kiss. I hold onto him and pull hard. Harder even. “How does it feel like being touched?” He asks. I yip instead of speaking. My pussy is moistening… I flip my eyes a little open and nod. “Like heaven on earth…” He skates his lips towards my ear and tongue the soft flesh of my ear. Heat explodes over my body with that single touch. “You…”A kiss on my ear. “You want my cock to break you…”

The feel of being pleasured in both sensitive areas made me break the kiss as moans escaped my lips. I fluttered my eyes close, focusing on the thick cock stretching my pussy lips. I never got used to his length. Just then, Ken leaned in, nibbling on my earlobe and speaking at the same time. “Baby, you're doing so well. Come on now, moan for me,” he rasped in my ears, and my vocal cords lost the ability to control themselves. I moaned loudly, earning a soft nibble on my ears. Killian grunted slowly, “I could spend the whole day here, inside you. You have no idea how much I adore that pretty cunt my queen.”

It was the most primitive thing I has ever experienced. Pulling away, Kieran kissed my cheek, jaw and eyelid. I drew in a sharp breath as I felt his lips on my earlobe, gently sucking as his hand groped my right breast, the smell of rain an vegetation filling my lungs. Lowering his head, Kieran licked off the water from the top of my breast. Then, as if needing more, he hungrily began to suck on it.

- Wait. He comes closer to me, and as I stand up, we are just a few centimeters apart. He leans in closer, exuding a feline air, slowly caressing my cheek. I close my eyes at the touch of his skin against mine. He leans down to kiss my head. Then he whispers in my ear: - Forgive me. I swear this won’t happen again.

They were on the couch and he was still on the call! His kiss was rough like he didn’t care that someone on the other end of the line could hear the faint rustle of movement or her muffled gasp. Killian moved with an eerie calmness like dominance was just a language he spoke fluently. Killian didn’t just kiss her, he ate her. His lips pressed so fiercely against hers it felt like time itself faltered. When the voice in his earpiece interrupted, Killian broke away reluctantly letting his breath ghost over her skin.