Romans & histoires Kiss Of The Muse

she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in. I kissed her deeply, letting my hips move in slow, shallow thrusts. Every inch of her welcomed me in a way that made my chest tighten. She was still getting used to me, and I didn’t want to hurt her. Not now. Not ever. But then she pulled her mouth from mine, voice thick with need. “Harder, Killer.” God, the nickname never hit harder than in that moment. I smiled against her lips, my voice low and thick with heat. “Your wish is my command, Temptress.”

she mumbles, looking down at her feet. I can tell that’s hard for her to admit. I reach up to caress the side of her face, stroking her cheek with my thumb. Instead of pushing me away, she leans in to my touch. Unable to resist the magnetic pull between us, I brush my lips against hers. She shivers in response, moving her body closer to mine. As the space between us closes, desire takes over and suddenly I’m pinning her against the wall, sucking and licking her lips that are sweetened with strawberry lip-gloss. Her fingers tangle in my hair as I lift her up so she can wrap her legs around my waist. My tongue slides into her mouth, making her moan loudly.

she thought to herself. During her ruminations, she hadn't noticed how close they standing in front of each other until his cool breath washed over her nose and lips. She looked up into his lidded acorn colored eyes that lured her in. They were close, another move and she'd win. She would be able to expression the unyielding passion that had started to break from its cacoon inside of her. Maria didn't care about the differences, all she wanted was this man, in his entirety. So, she kissed him, pouring copious amounts of affection into it as their lips moulded with each other until she felt nothing. A gush of cold air past her as Thomas walked into the tunnel. Her lips tingled, the world felt

Gizella: “ Hmm, then it must be a very beautiful story! Lissa: “ Too beautiful! I read something about her that said she also sculpted and drew! Some paintings and sculptures in the museum were made by her! Gizella: “ But how did they find the paintings, after so long? Lissa: “ Ah, they found it inside a silver safe! Gizella: “ So you make me curious! Lissa: “ There is also an object in the museum, called a stone rose! They said that the stone rose only opened with a love stronger than anything, that universe and much more! Gizella smiled. Lissa: “ We have to go there one day! Gizella nodded. Lissa: “ Hmmm.. Gizella: “ What? Lissa: “ I saw an atmosphere between you and Bernardo! What's betwe

They say in unison and scribble on notepads. “Musu, why don’t we start with your research to give everyone a primer?” I nod as she opens her laptop. “Arrow, if there are any details that Musu may have missed or has gotten wrong, please let us know. She’s only able to go by the resources available to us.” When I try to sit, Saint pulls me onto his lap instead. “I’ll behave.” He whispers. “I just want you close.” Musu summarizes everything she has learned about the Goddess of Love, earning nods of approval from Arrow and Sy. He occasionally stops and corrects minor details or adds additional information, but mostly listens carefully with a satisfied expression.

I gripped the sheet covering me tightly because I didn't want him to see that my n*pples had already pebbled. “What if I am?” he said, his voice dropping deeper. “Not just flirting, but I want to do other things with my muse, with your consent, of course.” He took a deep breath. “I can smell you, my muse. I can smell your arousal, and I am sure you're so wet for me right now…” I let out a soft moan at his words. My brain was screaming at me to walk away before it was too late, but my body wouldn't move because it craved the closeness. “Devin, I may be your muse, but my daughter is your wife.” His face soured at my words. “Whatever we want to do right now, it’s not right.”

She said to Selene telepathically. “Not me your mate!” Selene responded chirpily. Seris was now turned to him as her legs were caught in his. Kael sensing her desperation he kissed her again but this time it was different. He kissed her hungrily, he wanted to devour her holy not so holy mouth because Seris the gracious moon goddess cursed like a sailor. Seris found herself straddling him as he was now sitting at the edge of the bed. Kael's hands travelled under her silk shirt as his hands made their way to her bare chests.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

Finally, she whispered, “Yes…yes, Ares. We…we should do it. Now. Soon. I…yes.” Ares leaned in without hesitation, capturing her lips in a kiss that was fierce and tender all at once. The warmth of the kiss, the intensity of his hands holding her close, seemed to fuse the shattered pieces of the morning into something whole. Tessa clung to him as if letting go would undo the fragile security of the moment.