Kissing Sound Muah Novels & Stories

Kissing sounds were like melodious birds singing in the break of dawn "I…want your baby doll" maverick ravished her body, coating her with soothing wet kisses. Her naked body trembled beneath his, with every part he touched burned deliriously "I love you so much, '' Maverick muttered in between kisses as he traced his hands down her body. Massaging her in a loving way and before he could do anything. Alexis stopped him. Mood ruined. Eyes opened. The darkness engulfed them. That neither the two realized when the power went out

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.

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.

he says walking out and immediately we hear the front door close, Keesha shrieks. "Oh my God" she yells with stars practically dancing in her eyes. Yeah, 'oh my God' sounds about right. What is going on between us? And why the hell am I getting addicted to his little forehead kisses?

“I am not giving up.” “Me neither,” he purrs, the rumble vibrating through his chest. It isn’t loud or low, not unpleasant, but holds something more primal to it, more animalistic. Despite its strangeness, the sound has an unexpected effect. The knots of tension that have coiled in my stomach loosen their grip. I feel calmer on hearing this sound. My lips tug up. “What’s that?” I ask, amusement lacing my voice. “You don’t know? When we make sounds like these, our mates calm down,” he says and kisses my forehead. It sends a tingle down my spine and spreads warmth through my chest.

Micah did not look away. This time when they kissed it was deeper. Micah’s hands rose and gripped the front of Gohan’s shirt. Gohan answered by pressing him more firmly against the door, his mouth opening under his, the kiss turning hungry by the second. The faint taste of toothpaste and something warmer filled Micah’s senses. Every careful wall he had built around the day began to slip.

I opened my mouth but no sound came out. Roman made a rough sound in the back of his throat and closed the distance. The kiss was harder than the one on the bluff. Hungrier. His mouth opened over mine and I answered without hesitation, hands fisting in the front of his shirt, pulling him in. He pressed me back against the shelves. Something metal clattered to the floor. Neither of us cared. His thigh slid between mine and the solid heat of him dragged a soft, broken sound from my throat that he swallowed like he needed it.

The only sound came from our beating hearts. “You’re warm,” he murmured. “You’re amazing,” I said, eyes closed. He chuckled quietly, the sound vibrating through my chest. “Then I guess you’ll have to get used to it.” “I can’t. You keep surprising me every single day.” “Look at me, Kaima,” he said softly, but his voice carried authority. I lifted my head to meet his soft eyes. He leaned down, brushing a soft kiss against my lips. The kiss was so gentle, unhurried, and it left me wanting more.

a familiar voice mumbled. My eyes narrowed at the same time as my forehead frowned. "Yep baby. I'm your future hubby. I just called to say take care. Muaaah!" he said again on the other line before it was ended. Ghaaaddaaamiiit! How the fvck did that retard get my number ?! And what the fvck was muah? Was that a kiss ?! "He's really fvckin insane" I whispered while shaking my head in disbelief.

I added. "Hmm, I think I get you." He said, He stroked his chin, narrowed his eyes at her, and stroked his dick with his other hand. "You don’t have to get me, you have to show me. Each thrust has to make an opakapaka sound." I said, making the sound with my mouth. His eyes were lingering on my lips as I explained. "But what I heard just now was depressing and boring. It was more like a queer sound." I remarked.