Lipstick Kisses Deviantart Novels & Stories

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.

If he was that good-looking, the girl from last night would not have second thoughts about kissing him. "But it's true". She brushed his eyebrows and moved to curl his lashes. "Fine, I believe you"Louis laughed. Layla frowned unhappily,"You are lying, but I won't push you because I'm about to do my favorite part in our makeup session". "Layla," he yelled, causing her to laugh. She laughed and picked up the lipstick and a wipe. She cleaned his lips and started applying the liptick,"I love painting your lips, they are so beautiful".

“Oh no, you don’t!” He pulls away from my hand. “What? Why won’t you let me kiss you?” “Your kisses are dangerous. They short circuit my brain and I become a cat in heat!” He dares to laugh. “I am serious. What is your chapstick made up of? Pheromones?”

He always made Lui wore the pinkish lipstick because he loves them not because it was some dumb lipstick but because it made him not able to resist her once she put it on. That very day, at the kiddies park where he had met her. That was the first thing that caught his attention. Her tiny yet full lips masked with pinkish lipstick. Weirdly, he had wanted to kiss her that moment and without thinking twice after minutes of ogling at her, he had gained courage and approached her. Now seeing it on her again after such a long time, Liam couldn't say what was happening to his sense of reasoning. The weird urge to taste her lips suddenly filled his head.

He found himself drawn to the soft hue of her pink lips, which only added to her already irresistible charm. As Marcellus gazed into Larisa's eyes, he felt his heart racing with anticipation. Despite her still being lost in thought, he couldn't resist the urge to move closer to her. Taking a deep breath, Marcellus leaned in without warning and placed his hands on her face, pressing his lips against Larisa's in a sudden, passionate kiss.

I smirked at his dirty words and placed my palm on his hard chest. "You can't ruin my make-up yet" I purred. "Who says I can't hm?" He pulled me in for a kiss. Our lips overlapped each other and I moaned at the softness of his lips. His tongue slipped inside my mouth exploring everything and his hand gripped my waist even tighter than before. I bit his lip slightly making him smirk against my lips until I pulled away, his mouth was now covered in my dark red lipstick. " Leo " I chuckled "You have lipstick all over your mouth" I giggled, wiping away the remains of the lipstick with my thumb.

Tension crackled between us. I turned my face away. He gripped my jaw and turned my face back to him. "I didn't kiss her," he answered, his gaze dancing over my face. "Why?" I asked. He let go of my one arm to graze his thumb along my lower lip. "I didn't like her lipstick. It stank of cherry," his eyes kenly followed the mvement of his thumb. "I like vanilla the most," he whispered and claimed my lips again.

Lucinda sighed into my mouth, her hand sliding up to cup the back of my neck. The kiss grew hotter. Wetter. I sucked on her bottom lip gently, then slipped my tongue into her mouth. She tasted like tequila and cherry lip gloss. She kissed me back, shy at first, then with growing hunger. Our tongues danced slowly, sensually, exploring each other like we had all the time in the world. I poured four years of hidden love and lust into that kiss. My hand slid down her side, gripping her waist, pulling her closer.

I asked, then crossed both of my arms in front of my chest. She rumbled inside her sling bag and brought out a velvet matte lipstick. “Wear this on. This has a scent that would draw his attention to you after a single kiss. It’s like you’re indirectly intoxicating him.” She giggled as she rubbed the edge of the lipstick on my lips. “Are you telling me that I have to give him a taste of his own medicine? That I’ll end up hypnotizing him just like he did to you before?”

I noted that her face was not bare, she had applied a little make-up and a nude lipstick painting her plump lips. She greeted me, asking how my day was and I honestly replied. With such a sight, how could my day not be good? I fought the urge to march to her and claim those lips, kissing her senseless. She nervously licked her lips and I knew that I could never resist her anymore. I took two steps, covering the distance between before my hands snaked around her slim and tender waist, my lips crushing and claiming hers with hunger. She tasted devine, like strawberries dipped in wine.