Kiss Her Perfume Novelas e Histórias

The love of God, I'm melting right there. I took a chance and inhaled her sweet scent. Lavender. She smells like lavender. She pulled back all smiling. I craved for her more. "Hah, now we can call it a day." I nodded at her. One day will come when we will call it a day with a kiss. "Yeah you should go home now." before I lose my control and kiss you "It's late" She nodded happily "Good night Sahir"

She asked me. " No, you won't feel bored when I am with you, shall we do something interesting?" I asked her. I pulled her and made her sit on my lap. I kept my left hand slowly on her bare waist and leaned close to her neck. She smelled like my favorite perfume and the fragrance of the flowers in her hair was mixed with it which was driving me crazy. She was looking so beautiful and I could see all curves in traditional wear. I couldn't control it anymore and kissed her sweet spot on the neck. She closed her eyes, enjoying my touch. I chuckled when I saw her face and gently gave her a lingering kiss. She tried to move away when she realized what I did.

Her knee pounded along with aching limbs and Chantal clenched her shaking hands into fists and imagined a meal and a soft bed waiting at the end of this journey. Gage kissed her head. “I can smell a trace of your perfume.” He kept his lips in place. “That’s surprising, considering the knotted mess on my head.” “That fragrance is familiar… calming… what do you wear?” “It’s a French perfume— L’Artisan Parfumeur Premier Figuier. It has notes of fig, rice, coconut, and sandalwood.” Gage sniffed her head like a basset hound, and she laughed.

She asked after long minutes that had stretched "Because you are so beautiful, a goddess and I can't seem to take my eyes off you" I whispered and then I took a few steps closer and was standing very close to her. Her scent was berry rose, it filled my nose and was like blossoms, I couldn't hold it anymore so I leaned in and kissed her. The kiss deepened for a moment, I didn't want to stop, but gosh, today was important and I had to. "I love you Celine, I love you so much"

She greeted me as she got in. I just nodded my head. But I looked up quickly. “Miss Fox. What perfume are you wearing?” She turned to me with a sweet smile on her face. “It's the Glorious Jasmine and coconut combo, sir.” Jasmine and coconut. “Really?” I asked. “Yes,” she continues. “I smelled it at the mall and knew I just had to get it.” Then she turned and faced forward, while humming a tune. That was when I noticed her clothes. Her new style caught my attention.

Marvin said out loud. "That is correct. Poor guy here checked in last night. One of the hotel staff saw a young woman inside his car as he gets a room. Nobody saw the young woman leave. You smell that? It is a very distinct scent sold by only one perfume company. It's called Kiss of Death." Andrew added. "How do you know?" Marvin asked because he doesn't look like a guy who would use a woman's perfume. "My wife has the perfume. It is very expensive but a lot of women are crazy about it. It's trending in social media." Marvin nodded.

Close enough that I could smell her perfume before she even spoke. “You have a little something on you,” she murmured, brushing her fingers over my shirt before sliding up my chest to my neck, leaning in close enough that her breath warmed my jaw. “I can take your disrespect but don’t you dare disgrace me by flaunting that thing in public.” Her whisper was dark, low, meant only for me. Then she pulled back just enough to plant a kiss on my lips. Just like that, she stepped away as if nothing happened. Her maids bowed to me and hurried after her.

She flips over and looks satisfied as she pulls me up to her face and kisses me. “I am pleasantly sore, but if My King still needs to claim me, I will allow it.” This woman knows what I like to hear. That traitor would never have her, and she would never speak his name again. I knew her promise to be true as her body responded quickly to my loving command. I feel Kimarhi’s body pulsing from our pleasure ride, and I let her be sated. She smells of flowers and our pleasure but only barely smells like Xim and Imagyn. She embraces me tenderly, kissing my ear with whispers.

A sudden explosion of heat began brewing inside of her. His lips were warm and soft as they molded softly on hers. The smell of his perfume and the soft, peachy scent of the conditioner was dizzying, creating butterflies dancing in her stomach. But warmth consumed her as she leaned into the kiss, ruining what was left in her. Her fingers carded through his hair, pulling him more to herself as she returned each kiss, tenderly and passionately. It was so perfect, she didn't mind drowning in it for the rest of her life. Even though she needed more of that heavenly taste of his lips on hers, she knew for sure that now wasn't the time to speak of those desires. She needed to fight for her victor

“No. Because we would have. One way or another.” She lets out a small laugh, quiet and disbelieving. “You sound so sure.” “Because I am,” I say, my lips brushing her skin as I speak. I start to press small kisses along her jaw, each one a quiet confession I can’t say out loud. The faint taste of her perfume lingers on my tongue, something floral, something sweet, but it can't hide her own scent... the scent I am addicted to, and I feel her shiver under my touch.