Kiss In The Rain Song Novels & Stories

Kimmy said, rolling her eyes. “See!” Dante gestured to Nathan. “Cute as a puppy! I told you!” “Kimmy said kitten. It’s a little different than a puppy,” Nathan laughed. “It has fur, just the same,” Dante scoffed. “I just want you to sing a song for me,” I acted innocently. “Ok, ok. What song?” Kimmy asked. I leaned in and whispered, “Can you do ‘So in Love’ from Kiss Me Kate?” “If the pianist knows it, I’ll sing it,” She smiled.

Throughout my career, I have kissed numerous women in music videos, films, and series, but none quite like this. The allure was irresistible, leaving me craving for more. With my other hand, I gently slipped beneath her clothing and unfastened her bra. Pausing our kiss, she became aware of my hand caressing her back. “Wait, Kai…” she whispers huskily. FUCK! I never thought my name had such a sweet tone. Is it because it’s Raine who said it? I didn’t ask for permission. I lift her shirt and her supple round boobs. Her nipples were inviting me.

Nature can bring the rain but our inner sunshine comes through just the same. The sound of the rain filled my ears, he deepened the kiss and I gasped for air in between, he smirked, he knew what he was doing. I'm in Love, his hand moved down my spine and pulled me closer, I'm in love with Kei Taehyung.

“That’s why I thought there is a kind of familiarity to it. I only rode in it once, with Aii. “She said this easily and Rain knew she was finally over him. Rain intertwined his fingers with hers and led him to the car. He wanted another kiss but he knew he couldn't do it in public. Although they were inside the car, and it was tinted, he still wouldn’t like to be penalized for excessive display of affection such as kissing. He just contented himself by touching her every now and then. As she is still wearing her skirt with the slit on the left side, he could still brush his hands against her thigh and sometimes let his fingers drift upwards but Ami kept slapping his hand away. “Rain, behave

He scooped me off, as he carried me outside. It was beginning to rain. I jumped off from his grip the moment the rain water touched me. It was freezing, and in no time, I was beginning to get wet. Under the illuminating light, we locked eyes together. I felt a shudder pass through me. It was exhilarating to do this. A kiss in the rain. Ryan tugged my arm forward, water droplets dripping down his face. He tilted his head, as he took in my lips. His lips moved on mine, as I rested my hands on his chest. The kiss was sweet, soft, and passionate.

Then, our lips meet again in a tender, rain-soaked kiss. It is a kiss filled with the raw intensity of the moment, a declaration of our shared vulnerability. Our hearts racing in unison, we find solace and a connection that transcend the tempest raging around us in that kiss. The rain fades into the background. The thunder, the cold, the confusion, all of it disappears. It’s just us. Never did I think I would feel that way in my whole life.

It just feels much more amazing than dancing under the sun. Background Song - Give Me Rain [Give me rain and I’ll dance]. She throws her hands ahead to feel the air and the scent of soil. There was a car around the area. The owner was listening to the songs. [Let me fall and I’ll rise] The perfect song at the perfect time. The new song plays, and it is related to rain. It looks like that song is being played by destiny for her right now. [There's no way, I’ll give up]

I groaned, covering my face with one hand as he went from humming to singing. “You don’t have to be beautiful. To turn me on. I just need your body, baby. From dusk ’til dawn. You don’t need experience. To turn me out. You just leave it all up to me. I’m gonna show you what it’s all about.” André wiggled a little bobbing his head to the music in his head. Then, Goddess help me, the song actually started playing. I saw a smirking Katrina holding up her phone as I looked over my shoulder. She was now blasting Kiss by Prince.

It’s exhilarating, kissing her like this, in the midst of a storm, as if we’re the only two people in the world. The kiss is a clash of lips, teeth, and tongues, a dance as wild and unrestrained as the storm around us. It’s a release of all the tension, the fear, the longing that’s been building between us. The rain continues to fall, but I can’t bring myself to care. All I can think about is her, the way she feels in my arms, the way her lips feel against mine. The only time I break off the kiss is to trail my lips all over her chest, suckling a taut pink nipple into my mouth and listening to her moan my name.

Rain's hands run down my washboard abs, tearing into my shirt. Goddess! Where did she get such energy from? I ask myself as shock ripples through me. “Oh, my…what a mess…” She whispers looking at my torn shirt, her voice lost in her desire. When we lock eyes, I see hers shimmering dangerously with hunger. Unapologetically, Rain closes the distance between us again and wraps my mouth with hers. Fuck, her kiss is rough, so unlike my mate. Her touch is fierce. Possessive.