Kiss Her Perfume Novels & Stories

Quinn {'Inside all of us is a wild thing'} Orange. That's how she tasted. This morning she tasted more like a honey with a little mint on it. She had this fragrance of a branded perfume from Paris. Sweet yet alluring. And of course, with my eyes closed, I felt like I was soaring up above the ginger sky with my arms open wide on each side. It was the worst feeling, though. Opening my eyes slowly, I found her blue orbs were absence, hiding beneath her long and thick eyelashes while she continued kissing me-hard.

He loved to dominate, and he was going to do that. His other hand traveled down her collarbone as his lips left her mouth to pepper kisses down her chin. He caught her earlobe in his teeth and nipped at it. He kissed the back of her ears, and she tilted her head to the side as his lips traced the delicate skin of her neck. She smelt like roses and something he couldn't decipher. But she smelled nice. "You used my favorite perfume, huh?" He breathed against her neck as his fingers caught her left nipple. She whimpered. "You know why you're here, don't you?"

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.

Chef kiss. With my ivory dress, my eyelids brushed with soft gold, and nude lipstick, I looked every bit like the sassy woman I envisioned. I had also swapped out my previous perfume for a more bold fragrance, blackcurrant laced with deep rose. Soft, but sharp. “I feel different,” I said to Lilian with a smile on my face. She mirrored my expression, her blue eyes sparkling the way they do when she's happy. “I hope this works.” I picked up the folder on my dresser. The one we've been working on for four days.

The scent of her perfume is an intoxicating aphrodisiac, driving my lips down hard onto hers and kissing her with passion. I expected her to fight me off, but she surprises me, opening her mouth and brushing her soft tongue against my own. She's absolutely irresistible, her sweet, cherry-flavoured lips just melt against my own. As a teenager, I often imagined what it would be like to kiss her, but this eclipses all expectations.

Because you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. She holds my gaze, a challenge in her eyes. — Then look. I stand up. Slowly. I go to sit beside her. So close I can smell her perfume, that mix of vanilla and her, unique, intoxicating. I take her face in my hands, gently, as one holds something precious, fragile. Her cheeks are soft, incredibly soft. I stroke her temples with my thumbs, follow the line of her eyebrows, the contour of her lips. — Kassian, she murmurs.

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.

I gave her a smug look. She pinched my arm. “Conceited much!” I pulled her hand to my lips and gave it a lingering kiss. Her skin felt soft against my lips. I could smell her familiar perfume, a fruity-floral scent, potent and sensual, but not too strong and with a soft, exotic touch. I hadn’t smelled this scent anywhere else. Only on her. And my bed sheets on my bed at home and in the shed. “What perfume do you use?” I suddenly asked her.

The moment he saw her, he curled his lips in a huge grin. “Hmmm…” He hummed. “Thought you must have left by now?” He teased. Kate fired him shots with her eyes but vaguely she registered the smell of his perfume. It smelled of bergamot and it’s seriously teasing her nose far too much. “Oh, spare yourself that look. You know it won’t affect me.” He added, stepping into Kate’s space. His strong bergamot scent is madly kissing her nose. Kate looked at his lips. That same lips he sucked her tits just a while ago. The suckle is perfect just as Alex’s fingering.