Madison Beer Kissing Novels & Stories

" He mumbled once more. He wanted it as much as I did. "Want this kiss?" I sought his permission, wrapping my hands around his neck. "Depends. I have to take eleven shots of beer if I refuse. Maybe, it's worth the risk." He shrugged. I closed my eyes as he leaned towards me, ready to connect our lips. I did not care about how long the kiss was supposed to last, instead I paid attention to how it tasted so great. He'd recently had a mint flavoured substance I could tell. I supported our intense lip sucking by cupping his cheeks in my hand while he placed his hand on my waist.

I groan as I feel her body molding to mine, and she uses the grip around my neck to leverage her body upward and wraps her muscular legs around my waist. With her face even with mine, I instinctively wrap my arms around her. One under her ass to hold her up, the other across and up her back with my wide hand gently gripping the back of her neck. Madison leans forward in what I think will be our first kiss. But instead she slides her nose up and down mine while staring into my eyes. It is incredibly erotic and deeply intimate.

“Hello, beautiful.” “Hi, handsome!” He lowered his head to kiss my lips softly before deepening it. When I opened my mouth, he instantly thrust his tongue in, sliding it along mine. I closed my eyes as I leaned against his chest, kissing him back with a fervor I knew he wasn’t expecting. Suddenly, he put his beer down on the counter before palming both of my ass cheeks and liting me up a little so that I brushed against his erection. I groaned as I took his action as an invitation to rub against him.

It was Maddie. My eyes were glued to that small window. Maddie was kissing some surfer dude. She was sitting on his lap, and her bare thighs were rubbing against him. He slid his hands under her shirt and in one swift move, her shirt was flying off to the floor. She let out a soft moan and tipped her head back as he started kissing her neck. With one hand, he unhooked her bra, and she let it fall to the ground. The guy moved to bury his face between her breasts, and she arched herself closer to him, still a moaning mess. He started kissing her breasts, and that was when I lost it. I couldn’t watch anymore.

She shrugged. It was only then that I noticed that while the others had gotten beer, she was in fact holding out a non-alcoholic mojito towards me. Gladly, I accepted the drink as she took a seat on the only empty seat. “So, what do you want to know?” She asked while opening the can and taking a sip of her beer. “We want to know…” Cameron looked at Darcia for approval, probably to find out if it was safe to tell her our secrets; and he continued only after Darcia nodded. “We want to know if my mate and friend are Moon Kissed.”

He was dangerous, and I couldn’t let him destroy everything I was trying to build. I stood frozen, my heart racing, trying to convince myself to ignore him and keep moving. But then, something worse happened. Madison Goodwin appeared, her voice cutting through the air like a knife. “Peter? Oh my God, it’s you?” She sounded genuinely surprised, her eyes wide, and then she ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him. Not just any kiss—a long, intimate one, like they’d known each other for years.

His long honey-colored hair, braided, moved as he danced to the music. I hugged him from behind. He turned around and we started jumping, glued to each other. - This is just perfect, Babi. - As far as the drinks... I drank chocolate beer with pepper... Do you have any idea? He kissed my lips: - It doesn't taste like hot chocolate. - Because the last one was mint. - I started to laugh. - Feel. I kissed him again, letting him taste it on my tongue. - It's sweetened. He narrowed his eyes , grimacing.

Once he was done, I kissed him on the cheek. " I'm always here for you, I hope you know that. " I say and smile. 1 He leans close so our lips are brushing each other's and brings his hand to my cheek, " I know Princess. " Our lips connect and we kiss slowly and passionately. I can feel the sexual tension between us as my hips start to grind against his lap. We stop kissing and he moves his lips to my neck, leaving soft kisses down it. I hold in a moan and bring my lips down on his more forceful. We start kissing again and it was brought to an end when Madison said, " You guys are making me wish I had a mate. "34

And…panties melted. “So.” I took a breath when I looked up at him because he stepped even closer, only a breath away. “We’re…We’re really going to…?” I turned too breathless to finish the question. He grinned wolfishly. “Oh yeah,” he answered. “We’re definitely going to.” When his lips pressed against mine, a buzz of desire ricocheted through me with startling awareness. Why were his kisses so freaking potent? I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more.

He holds my face in both hands and breathes in my face, “Do I smell like beer?? If I drink I can’t kiss you because that would mean you accidentally ingested it, you shouldn’t take it with meds.” I place my hand on his and sniff the air, the smell of beer is very faint, but I make a big show of it, widening my eyes comically, and I watch his own eyes widen. It’s so funny I almost laugh out loud. “Oh my god! It means no kisses???” he cries, I stand on my toes and kiss him, he stands stunned for a fraction of a second, and when he tries to pull away, I drape my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.