Kiss Me In The Lips Novels & Stories

As soon as I was standing, his lips crashed against mine. The kiss stole the little breath I had left. It wasn’t soft or hesitant—it was fierce, full of a desire that made my stomach flip. His lips were hot and demanding, and I melted into him, clutching his shoulders for balance as the water ran over his strong back. My lips parted, letting him in, and when his tongue slid against mine, I moaned softly, my whole body trembling.

His breath hitched at my touch, a low groan escaping his lips as I leaned in closer, my lips hovering just inches from his own. In that moment, the world fell away, consumed by the intensity of our shared desire. Our lips met in a searing kiss, a passionate collision of lips and tongues that left us both breathless and wanting more. It was a dance as old as time itself, a primal instinct that transcended rational thought and reason.

his rigid shoulders turned pliant, yet the blazing look in his eyes made me gulp everything down in one go. He slid himself out, his thumb rubbing my lips, using his cum as a lip balm, “you look so damn hot right now,” speaking with heavy breaths, “you look mine,” he kissed my forehead, “now, lick you lips princess.” He said with gleaming eyes and I followed as if hypnotized, “taste me, I'm all yours.” I swirled my tongue over my lips as he pushed me back, the bed squeaked upon the sudden imposition as he got on top of me, “Ah! Kai---”

"Kisses..." His lips claimed mine, and not even the most vivid dream could have prepared me for the sensation it brought. My senses exploded, surrendering to the passion. My lips parted, and I welcomed every lush lick of his tongue, relentlessly exploring every inch of me. I shivered as the sharp edges of his fags grazed my lip. He didn't cut the skin, but the sole closeness filled me with wicked excitement. His hand at the back of my head fisted my hair, urging me closer, deepening the kiss. I didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but when our lips separated, I spent minutes trying to even my breath and calm my thundering heart.

I already missed the feeling of his touch, and I welcomed his lips with a delightfully pounding heart. Rominic chuckled softly against my mouth, before slowly, deeply, taking possession of my lips. This kiss was more intense than the first, lacking the urgency of lust, but abundant with love and passion, making my knees collapse from under me. Luckily, Rominic was quick to catch me, effortlessly lifting me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his hips as he supported me by my bottom.

"What are you doing?" "Sssshhh—" his thumb lands perfectly on my bottom lip, making them shiver. "You better use these pretty lips to moan for me, not to question" My heartbeats increase rapidly. I part my lips to utter something again but get interrupted by his hot mouth crashing over mine. His palms wrap gently around my cheeks to prevent me from moving away from the kiss. He plunges his tongue deep inside my mouth, probing for approval as I part my lips wider to let him in with all my needs. He strokes his tongue into my mouth passionately, giving rise to my longing. The kiss is soft and gentle, unlike all the kisses we shared after meeting for years. I don't know what makes him kiss me s

The chair creaked under us, but I didn't care. Our faces were inches apart now. I looked into her eyes, seeing the affection there, the spark that always drew me in. Leaning in, I captured her lips with mine. The kiss started soft, a gentle press, but it deepened quickly. Her mouth opened under mine, warm and inviting, her tongue brushing against my own. I tasted the faint sweetness of her lip gloss, felt the heat building between us. My hands roamed up her back, fingers splaying across the fabric of her dress, pulling her tighter against me.

I called her name and even though I was already sure that it was her the way her eyes widened in reaction. "Chase..." She called me back. The passion in the room had sizzled away and in it's place was this body gripping fury as I grabbed one of her breast and squeezed it and as she winced I gave her a kiss but with the way I smatched our lips together. Before we were going to make love...now all my body just wanted was to f**k my partner downstairs had built up so much tension that if I didn't do anything about it I was bound to lose my mind.

I waited for his response and the only thing I could see, was his lips getting twisted with mine and having that great feeling you acquire when you in love. "Well...let's make things easier ....give me one you would like to smell on me and never want to leave my chest" he said. And when I looked at his chest...oh God! He was brawny,stacked and built, medim sized,so attractive with his broad shoulders ,he was on a formal white shirt and a white vest underneath, I could see him naked just right there, from what I saw. "I gave him one woody one called 'Al haramain Sheikh' which was worth $70, and he quickly took off his Bottega Veneta Wallet, anf I was like 'WHAT THE FUCK'!

I turned to look at him and bit my lip as I noticed the thoughtful look on his face before he smiled at me and swam closer, his hand coming up and cupping my cheek as he placed a very soft and sweet kiss on the opposite cheek before pulling away. “You are beautiful Haven. Inside and out.” I smiled softly at him. My cheeks flushed light pink and ducked my head, my insides feeling all fluttery from his words and actions before splashing him playfully, bedding something to change the atmosphere. He chuckled and splashed back and before we knew it we were in a splash war while Thatcher barked at us from the side of the pool deck before barking loudly and diving into the water, splashing us both.