Kissing Sound Muah Novels & Stories

I said in a matter of fact tone and shivered when he brushed his lips on my jawline and along my ears. "Oh come on," he almost complained. "I want those lips on mine so badly." His voice grew hoarse and deep, making my knees feel weak and my hormones to go wild. The next thing I knew, his lips were perfectly covered on mine and I gasped when he lifted me off the table, guiding us to the bed. A moan escaped through my lips when his lips trailed down my neck and onto my cleavage, one his hands playing with the end of my shirt in a teasing manner. My heartbeat increased when he stripped off my shirt, placing his large hand on my waist before giving them a squeeze. My heartbeat fastened when his

A low, needy sound escaped my throat before I could stop it. “Fuck, she’s already soaked,” Kai murmured against my ear, his voice rough with hunger. His fingers circled my clit with teasing precision, drawing out the ache until my hips bucked involuntarily toward his touch. Marcus’s grip in my hair tightened just enough to remind me who was in control, tilting my head so his mouth could claim mine in a deep, demanding kiss. He tasted like whiskey and dark promises, his tongue stroking mine in rhythm with Kai’s fingers.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

He smiles, his lips brushing mine with a mixture of gentleness and promise. — Clara… he murmurs, his voice hoarse, vibrant. Just here… just between us… I shiver, my hands gliding over his torso, following every tense muscle, every ripple under his fingers. He responds to my gesture by drawing me closer, reducing the space between our bodies to almost nothing. I moan louder, short and sharp at first, then long and trembling, while our breaths mingle in a silent but burning symphony.

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However, the sounds coming through the speaker had to be considered illegal. That was the future werewolf king at the peak of desire. His low growls mixed with static were tempting me over and over again. My legs went weak. “Open your mouth… take it,” he ordered. My face burned, and my gaze drifted against my will to the sausage in my hand. “Mm…” I bit down. Juice burst out with a wet, unmistakably suggestive sound. The breathing on the other end stopped. Sarek’s voice dropped even lower. “Baby, what are you eating? That sounds… wet.”

“Just like that.” Mia leaned over me from the left while Sophia stayed on my right. Their faces hovered close above my chest. I watched them lock eyes, breathing hard. Then Mia tilted her head and kissed Sophia right over my body. Their lips met in a hungry, open-mouthed kiss. I heard the soft, wet sounds of their tongues sliding together, the little moans they made into each other’s mouths. The sight of them kissing so passionately while their fingers played with my soaked pussy made fresh cream gush out around their digits.

The sound vibrated between us. My lips moved over hers in a slow, thorough rhythm, licking along the seam, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth, releasing it with a soft wet pop before diving back in. Our tongues slid together again, slick and hot, tasting each other like we’d both been starving. The quiet room filled with the intimate sounds of our kiss: soft smacks, breathy sighs, and the faint wet glide of tongues meeting and parting.

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."

The room was filled with the soft sounds of whispered sighs and the gentle rustling of sheets, a symphony of pleasure in the making. As our lips met, a surge of heat coursed through me, igniting a fire deep within. Calla's kiss was an intoxicating blend of sweetness and passion, a declaration of her desires and an invitation for me to surrender to mine. Our mouths moved in a rhythmic dance, exploring and claiming each other, as if trying to convey a lifetime of longing in a single embrace.