Kiss The Abyss Novels & Stories

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life. Gabe gently pulled away, just long enough to look at me with those glowing green eyes. Then he leaned in again. Our lips parted this time and the kiss became more passionate, with our tongues delicately dancing. My hands drifted up his back. I could feel the definition of his muscles, even over his shirt, and it turned me on even more. I wanted to feel his naked skin, his firm body, all of him and all at once. This is what I've wanted for so long, I thought. And I want so much more.

Allysa’s body relaxed when her wish was granted, like a kitten who had just had a satisfying meal. Slowly, Randall slid his hand under Allysa’s shirt. She was so soft, despite all the hard and well-defined muscles. Her skin was warm and smooth to the touch. His fingers played with the straps of her undergarments, anticipating to take them off of her later. He scratched at her abs lightly, eliciting shivers from Allysa. He deepened the kiss by forcing Allysa to open her mouth to let her tongue in. She tasted so good. The fruitiness of the green apple vodka she drank earlier—

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

I thought of calling my ex, but that thought drew me back again, it came back and forth that I ended up dialing his number, and as always as he used to do it, he didn't pick up. Looking back at the album gallery of my flashbacks, he tortured me, he emotionally abused me that I could remember how much the pain used to feel like to me. He would sometimes evaporate Saturday night till Monday or Tuesday afternoon with dense stories. I would go mad, but nothing would make me mad than hearing him singing the 'misplaced phone ' song with the very same lyrics which got released weekly! How funny! You see? That really drove me so mad! But hey! I stayed, regardless, I did, love made me stay, love told

Awakened HIS lips caressed my skin, sucking and leaving a trail of heat in their wake. The intensity of his sensual kiss drove me to the brink of madness. His movements continued, gradually descending to my most sensitive area. Gripping the sheets tightly, my toes curled in pleasure as he found that perfect spot. A moan escaped my lips, unable to contain the ecstasy within me.

Too late for the person I’ve become. I’m enjoying the sight up here. Alone, tempest, free. The moment I jump, no one will ever remember me. No Raina Joaquin will jog their memory. That’s the point of living in a lie. So for the last time, I took my breath and I finally jumped off. I felt the rushing cold wind against

“You were so fucking beautiful.” Their harsh breathing echoed through the small space. Slipping hands around his waist, Abby stood up on her toes and kissed his neck. It wasn’t a chaste kiss. It was an open-mouthed, tongue-swirling, teeth-nipping kiss that nearly buckled his knees. “Abs.” Max stood like a statue as she nibbled the side of his mouth. “I love your bottom lip. It’s so damn sexy,” Abby whispered, before nipping it gently. Max shoved her against the tiled wall.

“And you will please us, little summoner.” They took me once more on the altar before departing, a farewell claiming that left me sobbing in ecstasy. Azrael knotted my pussy while Thorne filled my ass and Vesper my mouth, their coordinated rhythm pushing me through multiple shattering orgasms until I was limp and overflowing. Only then did they clothe me in shadows that clung to my curves like a second skin and open the portal to the Abyss.