Kiss Shot Acerola Heart Under Blade นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I help him out of his clothes and can’t help brushing my thumbs over his nipples which pebble and cause him to moan. As I pull his pants down, Ace’s long, slightly curved member springs free, erect and dripping with precum. I lick my lips and look up into his heavily hooded eyes. Lust swirls in his dark blue irises. I stick out my tongue for a taste and lick just the tip before standing and claiming his lips as we step into the shower.

~Lianna Black~ A high-pitched whistle saved me from drowning into Ace’s sweet mouth. Using the little strength I have left in me, I pressed my palms flat on his chest… damn; he is lean. His muscles flexing in a sweet response to my touch under his crew neck. Oh, boy. How I wish we are naked right now, but the thought of the person who let out that whistle made me do what I did. I pushed Ace away, breaking the kiss - which wasn’t so bad at all if I may add.

He helped me down my orgasm by kissing me until I was hot all over again. Somewhere in the farthest corner of my mind, the reminder that I hated him was there but it was as if I was hypnotized by the way he ripped the pleasures out of me and had my mind blank. I laid limp in the tub trying to catch my breath. Ace kissed my lips one last time and stood to his full height, he looked down at me, his eyes narrowing on my chest. I looked and realized that my nipples had peeked out of the water and out for his hungry gaze to feed on. I sank down to hide it. Ace chuckled.

He leaned down, brushing his lips against Ashly's. Alex bends down to kiss her collarbone. Ashly's skin tingled under his touch, and Alex trailed higher. Alex bit down, sinking his teeth into Ashly's skin and marking her. Ashly hissed, gasping loudly at the sharp pain. The pain melted away into an intense wave of pleasure. Her eyes rolled back, her lips parting soundlessly.

I replied, sighing with relief. “Thank Artemis. It looks much better—just a pink line now.” He brought his face to my chest where the cut started, and planted soft kisses along it, traveling the length of the wound down between my breasts and kissing his way farther down my torso. “I love you, Blake,” I said, practically moaning from how nice his kisses felt. He kissed his way back up my body and pulled my nightgown completely off. He brushed the back of his hand gently down the length of the almost-healed cut and lowered his head back down to my body, kissing softly down my chest again. He made his way to my left breast, sucking it gently, tracing his tongue around it. I moaned in response,

I initiated the kiss, but he deepens it, pulling on my lips with a passion and desire I've yearned to see in Artemis. As Ace's gentle kisses and caresses envelop me, I find myself imagining Artemis's face, focusing on his gentle blue eyes and dark hair as I press myself further into Ace's embrace. His lips travel from mine, trailing down to my neck. They leave a sequence of hot, wet kisses that lightly nick my skin, igniting a long-dormant fire within my core—a fire that hasn't been sparked in far too long. "Kamila," he calls my name softly.

Brynne kissed down her neck, whispering dirty praises. “Such a good little slut for us. Soaking the sheets. Come again for us, Luna.” Calla’s second orgasm hit even harder. She screamed, body shaking violently as she came on Blade’s tongue and fingers. They didn’t stop. Brynne took over, his mouth replacing Blade’s, licking her through the aftershocks while Blade kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his tongue. They flipped her onto her stomach. Blade entered her from behind in one smooth, powerful thrust, his long, hard cock stretching her perfectly. Brynne knelt in front of her, feeding his cock into her mouth.

I place my hand on Ace's chest, to show off my engagement ring, with my head tilted upward, gazing adoringly into Ace’s blue eyes. Ace’s hair has grown quite a bit, over his ears, which accentuates his spunkiness, sexiness, and bad boy appearance. He keeps making me giggle; whispering sweet and suggestive things to me. His innuendos make me blush, and I’m glad no one is close enough to hear his mischievousness. Clearing my throat, I try to contain myself and focus gazing into his eyes. We kiss passionately. ‘I think we got all the shots we need,’ Jack says, looking at the back of his DSLR camera. Oblivious, Ace and I are still kissing. Everyone is grinning and staring at us. Their silence br

My back arched with every thrust, wanting to take him ever deeper inside of me. Our eyes never left one another. His winter-blue eyes peered into my soul, the two of us speaking volumes without words. He kissed me softly, his lips gentle yet insistent for more. My body was on fire for his touch, the ache unbearable. I wrapped my legs around him, and with all my strength rolled to the side.

Leo reluctantly let go of my arm to pull out my chair for me. I tried not to shiver as he brushed his hand along the bare skin of my back as he left to take his own seat. Heat built in my core at the slightest of his touches. In the center of the table was a beautiful bowl full of meringue covered ice cream. The caterer gave me a nervous smile as she cut an orange peel into a long thin string. After pouring liquor on the meringue, she dipped the string of orange peel into a saucer of Grand Marnier. With a deep breath, she lit the orange peel on fire.