Kiss Stand Stats 소설 & 이야기

I cried out his name. “Damien—oh, yes…” I kept moaning his name, breathless, as he thrust deeper. Suddenly, he paused and turned me to face him, capturing my lips in a kiss that stole every ounce of air from my lungs. It wasn’t just lust—it was affection, burning hot and wild between us. Then, without breaking the kiss, he lifted me effortlessly. His strength made my breath hitch. My legs wrapped around his waist as he moved, still deep inside me, each step driving me higher into the heat of our shared madness.

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.

I love it so much! "It feels so good," I breathe between our hot, searing kisses. Killian presses me harder into him and then moves to stand up. I've never been fucked by a man standing before, but simply knowing he is strong enough to make it happen got me horny again. Killian breaks our kiss. "Can I try something new?" I nod.

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.

I shrug, “come on how many girls have you kissed and how many of them told you, you were a good kisser?” He licks his lips, before pulling me in for a kiss, oh, I was right he is a wonderful kisser, I can feel myself drifting into heaven with his moist lips on my, his untamed tongue pushing deeper inside my mouth. “I have kissed about 21 girls, only 20 have told me I was a good kisser though,” he says, I can feel the goosebumps all over me, his low tone, his beautiful eyes, I am a gone girl.

The kiss was fierce, fueled by a torrent of emotions—anger, desire, frustration, and an overwhelming need to dominate. His hand slid to her waist, yanking her closer and pressing their bodies together under the cold stream of water. His other hand gripped her neck, controlling the intensity of their kiss. Hailey's initial resistance melted away, her hands wrapping around his neck as she matched his fervor, their breaths mingling in the heated exchange.

She had planted kisses on every inch of her date's face and when it was counted, they were numbered thirty-six. I also exclaimed as it was the highest. However when she got to Kaden, she burst out laughing and I looked at what I had done properly. Kaden's whole face was covered in gloss and lip stains. There was barely space, everything was intertwined and she couldn't even count because I had practically kissed his whole face.