Novel & Cerita Lip Biting Kiss

"Sure thing, Little Fighter, I think I like you when you're feisty." My breath caught as he closed the remaining space between us, his lips softly brushing mine. Eyes fluttering closed I leaned into the kiss wanting to pull his heat closer. Our mouths moved together, languidly exploring each other. When we finally broke apart, his breathing was as heavy as mine, his pupils dilated with hunger. Somehow I didn't think we'd be leaving the bed any time soon. ******** Jess: Wait. I need to get this all straight in my head. You and Max had a sleepover? You kissed?

I want to taste myself on his finger, but how can I when he is so thorough with how he licks his fingers? “You want to taste?” he asks. I barely nod before Hasan closes the distance between us, sealing my mouth with his. He takes my lower lip between his teeth and bites it so hard that the metallic lingers in both our mouths. But Hasan doesn’t care. And neither do I. Our kiss deepens, tongues fighting for dominance.

Shit! "French kiss." His grin widened. My forehead furrowed. "What's that?" I unconsciously bit my lower lip when his eyes looked at it like sweet candy. "Lips and tongue, babe." I blushed. Shocks! I don't know that. "I-I don't know how." "I'll teach you."

"Kissing involves two lips touching, not teeth and lips touching—" "But your lip will touch mine, right? Maybe just a little. Isn't that the case?" she pressed. "No, that's not the case. My teeth would touch your lip, not my lip—" "Oh my God!" She gasped dramatically, her hands covering her mouth. "You practice cannibalism! You want to eat me?!"

I asked, noticing the flicker of anticipation in her eyes as she nibbled on her lower lip. Raising my index finger, I delicately pulled her lip from between her teeth. "Allow me," I murmured, my voice filled with desire. Leaning in, I pressed my lips against hers, initiating a passionate kiss. With a gentle bite, I grazed her soft lower lip, savoring its tenderness. My tongue danced and caressed, exploring the contours of her mouth, infusing our connection with an intoxicating fervor.

Alex commented, his voice laced with sarcasm. Alaster held onto Alex's chin looking into the blue-eyed blonde below him with a smirk. Alex could hear his heartbeat thump in his ears from nervousness. He looked at Josh who seemed to be enjoying all of this, what a friend. He looked back at Alaster, gazing into his onyx eyes. He had never kissed another male before so this was going to be an experience. Alex shut his eyes as Alaster approached then he felt a pair of soft lips press against his. He heard everyone cheering as they continued.

"I want to kiss in consciousness." "Are you sure?" Lily hummed and pouted her lips. Nik's eyes brightened like a 1000watt bulb to see the honey blast in front of him. Without wasting time, he smacked his lips or hers. Since it was the first time, she was kissing awake, Nik didn't want to do it fast and let her enjoy it too. He began to suck her upper lip and after a few seconds, Lily too responded by sucking his lower lip.

She steps closer, takes my face in her hands, and gently brings my head down to hers. “Whenever you’re ready,” she whispers, her breath like coffee and sin. I mentally start counting to ten, trying to steady my heart, but on four she bites her pink lip and it’s like my body moves on its own. I kiss her.

-If she doesn't want to, it's okay," says Flavia, defending me. They all looked at me, as if judging me. So I agreed to stop them from doing it. -Okay," I got down on my knees, as did Lasy. -You'll like it," says Lasy, then kisses me. I felt strange, strange, I had never done this before in my life. Lasy kissed me. His lips tasted like some strawberry lipstick. At least he was a better kisser than most men who have kissed me. Leaving aside Elder's kiss of course. When we broke apart, Flavia gets up and leaves the room without a word. -What's wrong with her? -I ask.

I have to bite my lip to hold back the tears. His gaze drops to the spot, making my pupils dilate as if I were incapable of resisting for another moment. Yurich puts his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me into a kiss, in which he bites my lip, causing a gasp to escape, using it to his advantage to slip his tongue into my mouth. Tilting our faces and commanding the kiss into something hot, strong, and possessive. His hand was on my waist as a support for my trembling legs. I raise my hand and pull him by the lapel of his suit, needing more of him. The smug smile at the corner of his lips reddened by the kiss.