Kisses On The Back Novels & Stories

The back of his knees hit her bed and he fell on it. She smiled and walked towards him. She carefully climbed on the bed and straddled him. She bent her head and kissed his neck just as he kissed hers the last time. She trailed kisses from his neck to his chest and kissed the little expanse of skin that was exposed by the v-neck of his shirt. She moved back up and bit the skin below his right ear. His breath hitched and he grunted. He suddenly pushed her off him, her back landed on the bed beside him and she chuckled.

He leaned down, his mouth hovering over her glistening folds, and then—his lips met her skin. The kiss was gentle at first, a soft promise of things to come. His tongue slid along her slit, tasting her sweetness, making her arch her back and grip the bedsheets. She moaned, the sound echoing through the room, and it only spurred him on. He began to suck, his tongue circling her clit, pressing against it in a rhythm that made her hips rock against his face. Her moans grew louder, filling the space, mixing with the sound of wet kisses and the faint smack of skin on skin.

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."

Kisa looked at him, and she was transfixed. "W-What did you just call me?" "My dear," he answered softly, wrapping his arms tighter and tighter around her. He then covered her lips with his hot, open mouth. At this moment, Kisa was still in a daze, and she did not avoid him. Perhaps it was because she was in a sea of romantic flowers, as her heart fluttered the moment their lips met. Gilbert closed his eyes, kissing her gently but with great devotion. She stared at him in awe, finding his thick and long eyelashes casting a gentle shadow on his eyelids in the sunlight. She looked at him as if she was looking through him and at the arrogant boy who she had a crush on back then. Kisa slowly lif

When we were done, Kade fell forward, panting, his slick chest rubbing against my back. He only gave me a moment to catch my breath before he was kissing my back. “Well, we’re filthy now,” he murmured. He lifted his head, and I looked up, catching the devilish smile on his face. “How about we move to the shower?’

If one of the partners is forced off and he or she seeks revenge, a rite of passage known as the kiss of vengeance must be held. The kiss of vengeance acts as a guilt trigger. Every layer of memory that could have been hidden or forgotten comes back to haunt you, and you find yourself regretting ever leaving. These memories haunt him till he kills himself or leaves the throne. But a strong Alpha would need one on the lips or ten on the hand to bring him down. With Jake giving me one, I knew he would be able to remember the days so faintly after I left. The probability of getting ten kisses on my hand was low, but getting him to suffer and wither till I could get the final kiss would make it

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

He leaned back, pulling Hailey even closer, his hands rubbing soothing circles on her back. Hailey sighed contentedly, her fingers playing with the soft fabric of his shirt. She tilted her head up, brushing her lips gently against his jawline, a silent expression of her affection. Cassian smiled, lowering his head to meet her lips in a tender kiss. Their lips met softly at first, but the kiss deepened, slow and full of emotion, as if they were savoring the moment. After a while, Cassian pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against hers. "You know we'll both wake up with sore backs in the morning," he teased lightly, his breath warm against her skin.

with my back arched and my face down he took me from behind while I pushed back, forced more of him into me. He kissed my lips while he ploughed me vigorously with his hands on my bottom, feeling his third release coming he increased his pace while I dug my claws deeper into the bed tearing the sheets, my legs trembled vibrating in pleasure as I had my second release and seconds later Killian had his, shooting his seeds into my bare back.

As I looked at him, he reached out and gently took my hand in his, his fingers intertwining with mine in a comforting grasp. Then, in a tender gesture, he lifted my hand to his lips and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to the back of my palm. The touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a surge of warmth and connection flow through me. His eyes never left mine as he kissed the back of my hand. "What's going on?" I asked, my voice laced with concern, as I scanned the somber faces before me. "Why do you all look so upset?" I pressed, my curiosity piqued by the mix of sorrow and anger etched on their features.