Kissing Musically Novels & Stories

He smirked amusingly and whispered in her ear ,"Sensitive ,are we?" Before Kiara said something Musa placed his lips on hers .He didn't move his lips but he just kept holding her lower lip with his . Kiara's eyes widened as the soft lips of Musa were jolting the sensations in her whole body .She pushed him in his chest but Musa was standing there like a pillar . He slowly moved his lips on her but seeing his wife try to get away from his grip he deepened the kiss which became hard with each passing second .

While one cock enters, the other exits, in a constant rhythm, increasing as their orgasms approach. “Fuck, your pussy is chewing my cock, Faina." Noah leans toward me, his lips meeting mine in an intense and passionate kiss. The sensation is intense, a mix of heat and desire that completely envelops me. He supports himself on the sofa, carefully balancing his weight so as not to press on my belly, a kindness and care that make me feel even more in love with him. The kiss becomes a silent dialogue between us, conveying emotions that words could not express. Both begin to thrust into me faster; the sound of our bodies meeting echoes through the room, a pulsating rhythm that fills the space aro

Then slowly, his lips pressed unto mine. The kiss was sweet and tender, his lips were initiating a soft dance in a slow rhythm that my lips finally learned to dance within no time. I could also hear the background music playing louder now, but its volume was just enough for our moment. And upon hearing it as we kissed, I figured it was the famous Canon by Pachelbel.

His hands figured out how to hold her best, angling her face and grabbing her tight. He felt her breaths, hoped to hear a little whimper between them but the music droned it all out. Song after song played and they pressed against each other, exchanging deepening kisses. Desire coursed through her in a way she hadn't felt in a while. Her hands fisted his shirt, pulled him closer, one arm slung around his neck and she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him better. They moved to the sound of the music, fluid with the melody and rhythm of their bodies. It was like one big motion, him and her.

Their lips met in a sweet and tender kiss, igniting a spark of passion between them. It was a kiss filled with longing, a reflection of the feelings they had for each other. Serena felt herself drawn deeper into the warmth of Jaxon's embrace, and she responded with equal ardor. The soft notes of the piano continued to fill the air, serving as a backdrop to their intimate moment. Time seemed to stand still as they held each other on the dance floor, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony.

He stopped, maybe waiting to see if I make the last move or stop him, but once he realizes I won’t, he lowered in and let his lips touch mine so lightly I could hardly feel it, my eyes closed and my breath caught in my lungs. This kiss was a new kind of kiss, like the music that was still playing, softly, in the distance—wild and arrhythmic, desperate. Passionate. My body felt as if it was swimming in a tub of roses, honey, and blackberries. They were right when they said, “A man’s kiss is his signature”. Alexander Raphaelo definitely had a way of kissing. My whole body danced as my mind registered every second, deep within my memory, just like how I did for the previous ones.

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.

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