Kissed Book Novels & Stories

All at once, his eyes show desire and something else that I can’t decipher, but then he lifts me up and places me on his lap. As he breaks the kiss, he whispers, “Now, this is what I am talking about. I have missed your sweet lips and the touch of your skin for too long. I needed this and by the looks of it, so did you. Am I right?” He winks at me and then caresses my nipples with his palms.

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

Not even when he flops down with a thud into his chair with my body wheedling into his, nor when he bites down into my lower lip and forces his entrance so authoritatively; like it’s his right. ‘Ah...am I still alive? Am I...still on earth?’ I gasp a little, overwhelmed with his burning passion as he forces his slippery tongue in, stapling our lips together even tighter. It’s unbelievable! This is insane! Did kisses carry such an intoxicating thirst? It’s corrupting me and melting my restraints as he laps in the untouched areas of my mouth, craving every nook and cranny, tilting his head to mess with my tongue. The unrivaled passion brewing explosively between us from his prevalent verve is

The kiss is electric, hot, and unrestrained. Her lips are soft, warm, and the moment they touch mine, it's like something inside me ignites.I feel her gasp against me, a sharp intake of breath that only makes me deepen the kiss, pushing us both past the edge of whatever line we swore we'd never cross.

She was flabbergasted at just how turned on she was by the kiss; it totally snuck up on her. Thrilled that her kiss had disarmed her, Kimberly mounted her cousin, and her tongue ventured farther into that docile mouth. She gasped excitedly into their kiss as she tasted Amber, as she collected her sap into her own mouth. She coated her palate with the sweet fluids, appreciating the little kick left by the vodka. Amber released a low cry of sex before her tongue dipped into Kimberly's minty nectar. Kimberly replied with her own sensual moan as they tangled erotically, mingling their fluids before either girl gulped it down.

she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in. I kissed her deeply, letting my hips move in slow, shallow thrusts. Every inch of her welcomed me in a way that made my chest tighten. She was still getting used to me, and I didn’t want to hurt her. Not now. Not ever. But then she pulled her mouth from mine, voice thick with need. “Harder, Killer.” God, the nickname never hit harder than in that moment. I smiled against her lips, my voice low and thick with heat. “Your wish is my command, Temptress.”

It was a kiss that spoke volumes, a collision of unspoken desires and pent-up feelings that had simmered beneath the facade we had both worn. As our lips met, time seemed to unravel, and the world melted away, leaving only the intoxicating sensation of his presence. His kiss was fervent, a declaration of sentiments that words had failed to capture. The warmth of his breath, the tenderness of his touch, all merged into a tapestry of sensations that enveloped me completely.

# Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 First Kiss Aiden pov The word "okay" had barely left her lips before I was moving, drawn by instinct and need and the mate bond that had been screaming at me for two years. My hand was already cupping her face, my body already leaning in, and then— Her lips were soft and warm against mine, tasting faintly of salt from her tears and something sweet that was uniquely Sera. The kiss was gentle, careful of her injuries, but the moment our mouths connected, the mate bond *ignited*.

He placed soft kisses at the corners of my lips and held my face in his warm hands as his fingers tangled in the hair above my ears, tugging my ponytail and messing with my hair. His brown eyes filled my vision, hard and intense, a direct contradiction to his hot, sensual mouth. The tip of his tongue touched the seam of my lips, and my breath caught in my throat. I could feel a jolt clear in the soles of my feet, a warm tingling that curled my toes and settled in the pit of my stomach. The kiss was tender, almost sweet, and I fought to keep my eyes open and pressed my lips tight. I fought to remind myself that the lips brushing mine, as if he were my lover, belonged to an egomaniac asshole w

“You almost took me out there.” She blinked, then let out a faint breath, crouching as well to gather the rest. “Sorry. I didn’t see you.” “That much is obvious,” I said, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. I picked up another book, my eyes catching on the pastel-colored cover. I turned it so I could read the title. “‘Kisses in the Rain,’” I read aloud, raising a brow. “So, you have a killer taste. Romcoms, huh?”