Novel & Cerita Kiss Vinnie Vincent

I had to do this. So I swallowed my pride and my dignity and continue to kiss the one person I didn't expect to kiss. The Player of Preston High.

His other hand was parting my legs so I opened them wider. His lips started to move down; he was kissing every part of my abdomen. Then he inserted a finger in my vagina. I was so wet and ready to cum. He suddenly stopped and took my panties off. He placed my legs above his shoulders then expertly thrust his finger in and out of me. He licked my clit and I almost cum. He fingered me and licked and sucked my pussy expertly. And I wrap my legs around his shoulders while my hands grip the bed sheet. So this is what I've been missing while I was in coma. He tasted every drop of my cum and clean it with his expert tongue. He started to kiss me again and made his way back into my lips. He placed h

“Doesn’t mean I’m not going to make you work for it though.” Adrian’s eyes darkened with that familiar heat. Without another word, he kissed me — slow at first, then deeper, more urgent. His mouth moved against mine like he had been holding back for hours. I kissed him back just as fiercely, fingers sliding into his hair, pulling him closer. The terrace suddenly felt too open, too public. “Take me somewhere private,” I whispered against his lips. He didn’t need to be told twice. We barely made it inside the villa before his hands were on me again. He backed me against the wall, mouth trailing hot kisses down my neck while his fingers found the zipper of the emerald dress.

It was a playful question, but one filled with vulnerability, and she couldn’t help but enjoy the teasing between them. Vincent didn't answer her words, choosing instead to kiss her lips, his kiss deep and all-consuming. The kiss, tender yet filled with unspoken emotion, made any resistance she still held inside melt away. It was as if he was pouring his soul into the kiss, expressing the depth of his love and the intensity of his desire.

nice," I say. If he kisses me, at least I can pretend to feel like he likes me. Sad, I know. Vincent's eyebrows furrow as he considers my request, his dark eyes flickering with a mix of confusion and something else I can't quite decode. After a moment's hesitation, he lets out a deep sigh and leans closer, his warm breath ghosting over my lips. "Fine," he mutters, his voice gruff with annoyance. "But don't get any ideas, princess. It's just a damn kiss." My heart skips a beat as he closes the distance between us, his lips pressing against mine. The touch is nothing short of electric, sending shivers down my spine and making it hard to think straight. For a brief moment, I forget where I am a

After he stared at me in the dark for a while, he obeyed. I used the moment to get my phone ready and when Steven stopped drinking, I crushed my lips into his. Snapping a photo of it, the light illuminated my mask and his face with his gray eyes wide opened. A ridiculous way to kiss someone! Not sure if this was proof that he wasn’t gay, I kissed him again before he could see that I was giving half my attention to my mobile. It was like kissing your brother, no passion, no sparks. Just two wet mouths moving.

"Not when I have Whitney in my hold. Let it go after we are done with her." The voice had me swinging my neck around so fast, I literally heard my neck bones pop. My eyes met with the dark, grey ones of Vincent as he settled down beside me. The man was tall and intimidating and sexy, all at the same time. He had a two piece set on. A casual navy blue T-shirt and matching shorts. While I was still admiring his physique and all, Vincent held my chin with two fingers, pulling my face to his before greeting me properly with soft, calculated kiss. By the time he pulled away, I was barely satisfied.

We were breathing together, and our hearts were beating as one. . When the kiss ended, Vince leaned his forehead against mine breathing in the scent of me. Then he pulled away gently and said. "My love...My life...My wife...Mrs. Crystal Vince Cornell.". I smiled at him and then he leaned forward again and this time, he gave me a more passionate kiss. It seemed like we were in our own world. During those moments, there was only Vince and me...in each other's arms, lost in the passion of our kisses.

"No tell Paolo, though, he get jealous." Still amused, she turned and gave it a kiss on part of the shaft, causing Vincent to groan animatedly. "See how happy you make him?" Camille said something, but Vincent had moved around to Kelly's side and gripped his cock in his hand, thwapping it up and down on her shoulder playfully. "Is okay, you give another kiss for him," Vincent said, his accent thicker when he was turned on apparently. Kelly, unable to stop herself, opened her mouth and planted both lips on the head of his cock and was predictably rewarded by him pushing it against her lips.

He was claiming her with his longing look of love, mixed with utmost fondness and desire to make her his. On the other hand, Serina was caught in an intoxicating taste of his warm lips. She had tasted his lips several times, but it tasted different every time, and she must admit that her lips were embracing his lips as well. He was too good, and it's driving her nuts. Serina doesn't know why but she almost kissed him back if only Vincaster did not stop. "Kiss is the best medicine, and it's what we call kisspirin. Good morning, my nurse for today," says Vincaster as he winked at his wife, who was still dumbfounded.