Lips Of An Angel With Lyrics Novels & Stories

She relaxed her body in his arms and moaned. A few strands of hair were loose from her ponytail and were framing her face. He gently tucked the loose strands behind her ears. He caressed her face while staring into her eyes intensely. She did not know what he was searching for, but she was comfortable with it. She stared back into his beautiful hazel eyes and smiled. She loved his eyes, the beautiful swirl of colors in them, it was like staring out of the Galaxy at another world. His eyes seemed to be telling a story, trying to pass across a message, but she could not understand it. He held her chin with his right hand and tilted her head towards his. He bent his head and softly placed his l

When she opened her eyes again, she prepared to tell him that she was not in the least bit charmed by him, but she did not get the chance because he cupped her face in both hands and growled, "Damn it, Angel, why do you have to be so fucking beautiful?" Even as she opened her mouth to respond she found his lips on hers, his tongue slipping between her lips to consume her, as if he couldn't get enough of her. Angel kissed him back just as passionately, her hands gripping hold of his chest to hold herself steady. When he offered her a moment to breathe, she rested her face against his and whispered, "Layon, what are we doing?" "Don't think about it,"

“There’s a dark gleam in them that captivated me. They show the strength you have, screaming that you don’t reveal even half of who you really are!” Our breaths mingled, and I didn’t wait for her to ask. I pressed our mouths together, hearing a surprised gasp escape her lips. Angela opened her mouth, enveloping my lower lip and sucking it in a delicious way, making me want to sink into her. I slid my hand down her neck, grabbing the back of it and tilting her head to deepen our kiss. Her lips released mine, staying open to give way to my tongue. I didn’t waste time and slipped into her mouth, rubbing my tongue against hers and claiming her moan of pleasure.

His tongue danced around hers, and his hand wandered down to her back. He would have squeezed her ass if KJ and Camilla didn’t clear their throat. Tearing his lips away from Angel, he tried to catch his breath. Her lips were bruised from his kiss. She touched her lips, and he brought her fingertips to his, so she could feel her effect on him. The priest was gone. The choir had stopped singing but they hadn’t noticed.

“I’m about to lose my life here and you’re trying to make my death look uncomfortable.” “For the fact that you’re dying why bother making it look comfortable??” “That doesn’t even make sense!” Seven threw his hands in the air. “It does. You’re just too stupid to understand.” “Careful.” Seven waved an index finger about her face. “You’re going too far.” “Sorry.” Angel hung her head. Witt Lowry’s “Dreaming With Our Eyes Open,” piano intro filled the room. “Your phone,” Angel said. That was Seven’s ringtone.

Lookin' like an angel But your savage love When you kiss me I know you don't give two fucks But I still want that Your savage love Your savage lo-lo-love Your savage lo-lo-love You could use me 'Cause I still want that, your savage love Ooh-la-la-la Ooh-la-la-la Your savage lo-lo-love Ooh-la-la-la Your savage lo-lo-love Ooh-la-la-la You could use me Baby Savage love Did somebody, did somebody Break your heart? Lookin' like an angel But your savage love But when you kiss me I know you don't give two fucks But I still want that Your savage love (savage love) Your savage lo-lo-love Your savage lo-lo-love Girl, you could use me 'Cause I still want that, your savage love)

"There's something on your… your…" The deep, baritone voice came out very hoarse, raspy and husky. And as he trailed off, his gaze instantly fell unto her lips, as if letting his eyes do the talking. Gulping down the lump that suddenly appeared on her throat upon seeing the way he looked at her lips, Angelina slowly raised her hand and grazed it over her full, inviting lips.

She pulled on slightly and I bit my lips to prevent myself from moaning. You're suppose to be a bad guy! Angel sucked on my skin several times and she then pulled away. "Holy fuck" the words left my mouth as I watched her rosy lips. That girl knew a lot of things and underneath this angelic facade was hiding her true self. She chuckled and kissed my cheek before jumping off the counter and walking away. My eyes went down my pants where I saw the bulge, I groaned at the view and hid my face with my hands.

Not taking her eyes off his, she slowly sipped her drink, the red liquid in the glass glistening against her fair fingers and her tongue slid out and sensually licked the drop on her full lips. That did it. "Laura..." He groaned. "Greg," she started huskily putting her drink down on the table. He tried to tune her out by thinking about Samantha. He must think of Samantha! But when her eyes caught his again, her desire mirrored his own and he snapped. "Damn it all." He groaned and grabbing her waist, he pulled her onto his laps and slammed his lips on hers. R-rated: read at your own risk. He got those flashes again in his head but he pushed them aside and focused on the enchantress in his arm