Manhwa Kiss の小説・ストーリー

A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before. But now... there was something different. Something that hinted at a profound change. It was as if he wasn't the one kissing me. I was about to remove my blindfold when his hand gently stopped me, urging me to wait. I cleared my throat, ready to question him, but he silenced me with another passionate kiss. His lips caressed mine, eliciting a shiver that coursed through my entire being. The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant.

As I filled her, she groaned, her mouth tearing free from mine as she panted out a breath, her head flopping into the wall as I let my lips drift across to her ear where those earrings of hers as well as the jade ones I’d gifted her glinted between strands of bright blue hair. I sucked on the earlobe, then dropped down so I could give her a hickey. Biting down, I felt her pussy quake around me, cosseting me and drawing every ounce of cum from my dick. Gravity impaled her on me, and the feeling was beyond anything I could have dreamed. Unable to stop myself, I grabbed her arms and pinned them overhead. The movement had her towel flopping to the ground, and I groaned as, dropping my head, I ma

I felt like a schoolgirl alone with her crush for the first time, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “I have wanted to do this all night,” Jack whispered, reaching his hand to my chin. He gently guided me to his lips. Fireworks exploded in my brain and I swear a brass band was playing a happy song as he kissed me. I pressed up against him, feeling his strong body mold into mine. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer as his tongue quested for mine. I could have stood there kissing him for the rest of the evening, but the phone began to ring again. Jack ignored it for a moment, but when the shrill sound refused to stop, he released me. His kisses left me breathless, dizzy and cra

Steam was already beginning to condense on the mirror, the room growing warm. "Now, where were we?" he whispered into my ear, his hand tracing the line of my shoulder. I kissed him, showing him exactly where we had left off. He kissed me again, a no-holds-barred kiss that rocked my world. My body shifted from rainwater ice to shower steam hot, the fire within me begging to be quenched by him.

Their lips meet in a slow, tender kiss. Time seems to stand still as they savor the sweetness of the moment. Their kiss deepens, conveying a depth of emotion that words fail to capture. It's a kiss filled with tenderness, longing, and the promise of love. As they break apart, they gaze into each other's eyes, their faces flushed with the warmth of their connection. They embrace, holding each other tightly, feeling the strength of their bond. Vihaan whispered in her ears I'll always want to kiss you ; this was my first kiss. She doesn't know why, but she finds the tone of his voice a little unsettling.

Instinctively, she licked her lips, only to meet his waiting ones. Without another thought, Ayaaz captured her lips in a fierce kiss. Both closed their eyes, overwhelmed by the intensity of their raw and untamed passion for each other. Her heart skipped a beat as he began to devour her lips, tilting his face for better access. Ziniya, mirroring his action, reciprocated the kiss, her toes curling from the passionate grip he held on her. Her inexperience only fueled his possessiveness, and he deepened the kiss as if to forever seal his claim on her.

Max's POV 🌶️🌶️ His hand moves to my jaw, tilting my face up as he leans in. This kiss is different—slow, deliberate, every brush of his lips setting me on fire. His tongue slips into my mouth, claiming me with a possessiveness that makes my blood sing. My hands fist in his shirt, pulling him closer as I deepen the kiss, our bodies pressed together from chest to hip.

It was a kiss filled with the unspoken language of love, a promise that transcended words. As our lips melded together, time seemed to suspend, and the world outside the room faded away. The soft brush of his lips against mine set my heart ablaze, a symphony of emotions playing out in each heartbeat. I could feel the intensity of our mate bond amplifying the sensation, turning a simple kiss into an electric connection that resonated through every fiber of my being.

I whisper fiercely, my voice trembling with unspoken emotion. He doesn’t say anything, just pulls me in. His lips meet mine in a kiss that starts slow, hesitant, but soon becomes something more. It’s not just a kiss of lust, but one of promises—unspoken, but understood. It’s raw and full of something deeper. Something more intense. More dangerous. It's a kiss that makes my heart beat faster.

He leaned in, his breath whispering against her lips. Their kiss started slow, hesitant, a tentative exploration of the familiar territory. Deimon, determined to be in control this time, took the lead, his touch gentle yet firm. But unlike the bathroom encounter, Kate wasn't a passive participant. She responded in kind, her kiss deepening, her body pressing closer. It was a dance of dominance and submission, a silent battle for control that mirrored the war raging within them.