Kissing Musically Novels & Stories

Their arms holding me close, their lips peppering gentle kisses on my skin. The music still played its sensual melody along with people's noise of pleasure. Kazimir entered me again, his thumb found my clit and rubbed in circles. The sensations meld into a seamless cascade of pleasure and I gasped at the feeling of them both inside me, their bodies fitting perfectly against mine as if we were always meant to be intertwined in this way.

I long for this connection, this communion of souls. As Adrien's fingers trace delicate circles on my skin, Noah approaches me, his warm breath brushing my neck like a caress. The intensity of this moment is palpable, and I can't help but close my eyes, surrendering to the melody of their gestures. The outside world fades, and only the present moment exists, vibrant with an almost electric energy.

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

I felt like a schoolgirl alone with her crush for the first time, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “I have wanted to do this all night,” Jack whispered, reaching his hand to my chin. He gently guided me to his lips. Fireworks exploded in my brain and I swear a brass band was playing a happy song as he kissed me. I pressed up against him, feeling his strong body mold into mine. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer as his tongue quested for mine. I could have stood there kissing him for the rest of the evening, but the phone began to ring again. Jack ignored it for a moment, but when the shrill sound refused to stop, he released me. His kisses left me breathless, dizzy and cra

His lips sweetly touched mine. I reacted unknowingly, returning his caresses. He kept holding the back of my head, pulling me even closer to him. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and skillfully moved it around, giving me an indescribable thrill. I had never thought it's possible to feel that much excitement from a kiss.

The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger. Florence didn't dare retaliate. She stood there, pointing toward the neighbors while raising her voice again. "Look, everyone! Look at this vile woman! She's a lunatic! Chester was cursed the day he married her! He lost his life because of her!" I ruffled my hair to make myself look even more disheveled. Then I grabbed her arm and shoved her out the door. Dropping the knife, I followed her outside and fell to my knees at the doorstep in a sudden motion. I then began wailing as I clung tightly to her legs with both hands.

She called to me through a picture, woke something up deep inside of me and it's clawing to get out. With a low groan, I lick our tongues together, twisting my lips on top of hers so I can sink deep, pulling at her flavor, the kiss wet and nasty from the get-go. Sadie's head is tipped all the way back, her hands still imprisoned at the small of her back—and Jesus Christ, having her completely at my mercy makes my cock thick and heavy in my jeans. I rock against her and she whines into the kiss, opening wider so I can devour, tongue fucking her sexy little mouth while she mewls and writhes around on the table in front of me. I am not fucking her in an interrogation room for the first time.

It was a kiss filled with weeks of unspoken desires, a culmination of emotions that had been suppressed for far too long. Her fingers intertwined with mine, and the warmth of her touch sent shivers down my spine. Our bodies leaned closer, our breaths mingling in a silent symphony of longing. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and urgent with every passing second. It was a dance of tongues and whispered promises, a silent declaration of support and commitment.

I gasped into the kiss, and he swallowed the sound, pressing closer until I could feel the heat of his body even through the water. I kissed him back just as fiercely, fingers gripping the edge of the pool deck for balance. The music pulsed around us, but all I could hear was the rush of blood in my ears and the soft, wet sounds of our mouths moving together. He kissed like he’d been holding back for months — biting my lower lip, sucking on it gently, then diving back in deeper. One of his hands threaded into my wet hair, tugging just enough to tilt my head the way he wanted.

I carried her to the kitchen island, so she could sit while she parted her legs wide so I could enter and plaster another mind-wiping kiss. We are supposed to be cooking, but here we were, a couple of songs later, with lips swollen from our millionth kiss. This time, we only gave ourselves some reprieve so we could sing along to Somewhere Only We Know by Keane. Dahlia cradled my face, occasionally rubbing the pad of her thumbs across my cheeks to the areas close to my eyes. Whatever she saw in them, it sure made her melt. “You know, you’re the sweetest distraction,” She hushed.