Kiss: Rock Band Members Novels & Stories

Does the term —adorable— adequately describe it? Then I would like to know more about the other members of your band. She questioned me as she lazily drew circles on the fabric of the sofa. "Do you want me to take care of that?" Why did I ask such a silly question? -I am sorry. There you go-. My phone was on the couch next to her, so I went over to her to show it to her. And here's the drummer himself: Travis! Charlie, on bass, and Marcos, on guitar, are the other members of the band. I think Marcos and Cal are the best singers.

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________

"What's his name?" It was probably because of her tenacity that she was my friend. I sighed. She won't stop until I knew the names of the members of her beloved band. "He's the vocalist, right?" I shrugged. At least I know who's who. "That's Landon Hart. H - A - R - T," she spelled. I nodded. "Of course, I already told you. Kasey is the drummer." Again, I simply nodded. "How about the guitarist?" she asked, looking around but he's nowhere to be found.

Keri is a soundboard operator, and so is the guy sitting next to her, Ray. Then there’s Danny, the social media admin cum photographer. There’s Jack, the only member of the band who’s here–not counting Ben, who’s a stand-in. Jack is the drummer of Tuesday Night. The last guy, Mike, is a videographer. The other girls are Abby and Stacy, both stylists. Ben brings me to sit next to him, with Danny on his other side. They are having a kind of buffet dinner, and he gets a plate and fills it for me and pours me a beer.

Although the words stuck in my throat, my body was screaming for me to kiss him and, for a brief minute, forget the chaos of my life. He then gave me a kiss. It wasn't a tentative, slow kiss. It was intense and furious, like a fire starting inside of me. His lips meeting mine caused something inside of me to burst open, even if I hadn't anticipated it. Breathless, my eyes wide, I withdrew. "What the hell was that?" Yemi remained unflinching. He just grinned, his eyes full of laughter. "Exactly what you needed." A hand grabbed my shoulder before I could reply, pulling me back into the unprepared reality.

I believed this building was a private music studio. When Kacey opened the double doors of the building, there was a booming sound of musical instruments. Knowing people were coming, the sounds suddenly stopped. Inside, there were already three young people who were ready in their respective positions. Kacey introduced me to them. They were Carson the drummer, Andy the guitarist, and Fanny as the keyboardist. "Hi," I cupped my palms. The members of Kacey Loves Monday looked friendly. Usually, famous band members were arrogant and pretentious. I thought they already knew that Jester guaranteed me directly, so they were nice to me.

She felt she needed more him. "Fuck work, I have been doing enough of that." Andre said adamantly allowing Della to unbuckle with belt, unbutton the top and unzip. As they kissed Della let her hand slip into his briefs feeling hard he already was, his tip filled with Pre-cum. He groaned in between the kisses when her warm soft hand held his member with some type of authority. Their kisses became needy and cut short when Andre lifted Della off the counter and walked over to the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pressed her against the wall. Rubbing his bare self on her open and inviting warmth. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders scared to fall but Andre would let her fa

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

“Hell, Trak … the entire point of Feral Passions is for us to find mates. I think we’ve found ours as well.” Trak leaned back in his chair and stared at the two men. “You, too? Anne’s sister and Steph?” “Yep.” Wils grinned at Ronan. “We’re a team. Turns out Steph and Christa are, too, and they both like both of us. Face it, Trak. It just doesn’t get any better.”

Dedicated to @yu-tanit. "By the power invested in me," the minister began as he looked at the couple standing before him and all the people whom had come to witness and celebrate this day with them, "I announce you man and wife," he smiled at them, "you may now kiss the bride." Everyone got on their feet to cheer them. "Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her..." everybody cheered bringing Chris back to reality. This was it. He was finished as long as he lived. During the whole wedding, all he did was to zone in and out and most of the time he zoned out.