Kisses Notes Novels & Stories

"Please, take me now." He inhaled deeply once again before bestowing a series of kisses upon me. First, on my temple, then on my nose and lips. I couldn't comprehend the subtlety of his kisses; it felt as though his lips were teasingly grazing mine. Instinctively, I tilted my head and reciprocated, pulling him closer by his nape, deepening our kiss. A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before.

When he realized it was me, his expression softened. "What brings you here today, Ms. Hayes?" His blue eyes focused on me over his black-rimmed eyeglasses. My eyes, on the contrary, couldn't help but gaze at his head which looked like a shiny ball of skin. Mr. Gomez was a stout, bald man. But despite his appearance, his knowledge and expertise in biology were unparalleled. I respected him so much I sat on the chair in front of his table. "My proposal was rejected last time, Mr. Gomez. Now, I have a new topic that I want to ask if it would be plausible for me to study."

Our kiss continued, both of us savoring the moment. Then, he pressed the vibrator against my clit, the hum of the motor making me shudder. He pushed it further inside, and then, he began to torture me again, this time with kisses. He kissed my neck, my jawline, my ear, his tongue tracing the delicate curves of my skin. He nibbled on my earlobe, his teeth gentle but insistent. He trailed wet kisses down my neck, leaving a trail of warmth and pleasure in his wake.

His eyes moved to her lips, a silent invitation that caused her breath to catch in her throat. Marissa took a deep breath and closed the distance, her lips pressing against his with tenderness and urgency. As their mouths melded together, she felt a rush of warmth spreading through her body, her senses overwhelmed by the taste and texture of his kiss. His tongue ventured inside, exploring every contour with a delicate touch. Reluctantly, they parted their lips, their eyes sweeping over the empty bar, Glancing up at the clock, Efrain noted the early hour, but time seemed to lose its relevance.

Yasmin’s body move slowly to the kiss and she let herself enjoy it without feeling nervous but rather excited which makes her reciprocate in her own way as she force her hands out of his hold and wrap them around his body quicker pushing deeper into the kiss making it a little faster than he intended Kyler open his eyes not stopping the kiss as the familiar scene came in a flash to him, it was the feeling and familiarity he felt the other night which had him losing his mind for days out of dissatisfaction and the strong desire which he fought hard to forget. Unlike their first time, she isn’t drunk now and had a complete knowledge of her action, not wanting to miss the moment, she decide to

It kept me guessing, forever keeping things interesting, and never grew tiresome. The one distinguishable consistency was how they kissed me. Lucas was the first to dominate me with a searing ardent kiss, parting my lips with his tongue and then sliding it against mine as I reciprocated. Mason’s kiss was softer and filled with tenderness. Grayson's kiss was suggestive, his oral skills mirroring the way he loved to flick against my clit. Alex's kiss was possessive, controlling, and full of an intensity that always left me panting for more.

I whisper fiercely, my voice trembling with unspoken emotion. He doesn’t say anything, just pulls me in. His lips meet mine in a kiss that starts slow, hesitant, but soon becomes something more. It’s not just a kiss of lust, but one of promises—unspoken, but understood. It’s raw and full of something deeper. Something more intense. More dangerous. It's a kiss that makes my heart beat faster.

" Kisses (kisses, kisses, kisses) Ah, Fifi Cooper sanie Motswako′s first lady Kisses I like it when we touch like that I like it when we kiss like that When we do it like that I like it when you look at me just like that When you touch me like that I like it when we kiss like that and When we do it like that I like it when you look at me just like that You used to like it when you call, we would stay up all night You said that I'm yours and I said that you′re mine You send me lil' kisses and your pretty lil' hearts you blow my mind, mmm Nobody else just me and my B-A-E and we K-I-SS-I-N-G ooh Come give it to me one more time Ah, yeah, o tlwe, now I remember back in high school Nna le wena fe

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

He misses his kisses, his touches. Sebastian nods his head reluctantly, giving Killian a green signal who brings himself closer. Placing his hand behind Sebastian's head, he presses his lips against Sebastian's soft ones. It has been a long time since he last left those plump lips of Sebastian. Feeling like he is floating on heaven, he deepens the kiss, exploring Sebastian's mouth like he is in a treasure hunt. It doesn't take long for Sebastian to kiss back, matching Killian's level of desperation and passion. Minute stretches with their blissful kiss still in action. Killian finally breaks the kiss after a while, feeling hungry for more.