Kissing Stories Novels & Stories

" Arosh is too embarrassed to even think about waking up. Her long lashes vacillate and create a fan-formed shaded area over the face. It is insufferable! Kevin hangs over her, his hot lips igniting with the fieriness of the fire and land at Arosh's lips. He truly loves Arosh's delicate lips with warm kisses. He embraced her firmly and set down on the enormous bed, and they shared the entire night together.

It made me shudder as his arms continued tightening around me. "R-Rogie," I called. "Stop kissing me." I tried to glare to him but I only meet his soft gaze. "Why are you doing this?" "It might be the last time that I can kiss you. Let me." And he was attacking my lips again. My hand held the back of his hair and pulled it back but he only deepen the kiss. When he broke the second time, my eyes were closed shut and panting heavily. He brought my head to his chest where I stayed still for a few minutes to run after my breathe.

She bit her lips, teasing me and making my cock throb even more. I closed my eyes as her thumb pressed against the slit on my cock. "You are leaking with precum already." She swiped her thumb over my tip, smearing my cock head with my own precum. "Damn! You are good." I groaned, finally opening my eyes to look at her. She pulled her hand out of my pants, using her other hand to push me against the wall. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Getting a kiss from you." She answered, unzipping my pants and freeing my cock. I groaned as she wrapped her hands around me once more, pumping my cock before getting on her tip toes before bringing her lips to mine.

“I dare you both to kiss us.” Vanessa stood, walked over to me, and pulled me up by the shirt. Her mouth crashed into mine, hungry, experienced. Her tongue slid against mine while her hand palmed my cock through my shorts. I groaned into her mouth. Beside us, Lauren had Jake pinned against the couch, kissing him like she’d been waiting years for permission. Her hand was already inside his shorts, stroking him slowly. Clothes came off in a frantic blur.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

The pulsing energy between us was palpable, a magnetic pull that neither of us was willing to resist. Lust and longing rushed through my veins, igniting my senses, as our lips finally met in a fiery fusion of passion. The world around us faded away, leaving only the taste of her on my lips, the softness of her mouth against mine. Our kiss grew deeper, more intense, a perfect synchronization of two souls hungering to become one.

I murmured against his lips. "Less talking, more kissing," he said, deepening the kiss. Although he tasted like alcohol and cigarette and it repulsed my senses, Judah's kisses were magnetic enough to get me to stay. I always learned something new every time we kiss. He was creative, he never made it into a routine. Now before you get all crazy on me like Hallee would, don't worry, this was strictly just kissing. It was only a physical act, nothing more, nothing less. I simply regarded this as pure anthropological research.

Mum sighed dramatically, like she had been waiting her entire life for this question. “Well ” she began. “No, Mum, stop” “My first kiss,” she continued proudly, “was with your father. Behind the old community centre, on a Tuesday afternoon, after he pretended not to like me in class all semester.” “Oh my god,” I groaned. “Please stop talking.” But Mum was unstoppable now. “He smelled like mint gum and new textbooks,” she reminisced, eyes glazing. “And he had this haircut that made him look like a confused goat but I didn’t mind—”

His hand slid back between my thighs, fingers thrusting into me with precision. My body betrayed. I was arching, grinding and chasing his touch even though footsteps drew closer. Maybe I was a slut just like he had said. “Smile,” He whispered into it ear. My lips curved into a shaky smile just as a pair of strangers passed by, shooting us a glance. To them, we looked like a couple tangled in a heated kiss. They couldn’t see his fingers buried into my hole, and couldn’t here the dirty wet sounds each thrust made. I bit my lips hard as I clenched around him, another round of pleasure rippling through me. He felt it of course, curling his fingers until my thighs quivered.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.