Mha Kissing Novels & Stories

This time, Master Ken's façade slipped momentarily, a look of shock on his face as he stuttered, "A-Affectionate?" A loud and joyous laugh bellowed from Mahara as she enjoyed the rare chance to fluster Master Ken. "Yes, affectionate. Like holding hands," she whispered conspiratorially. "Or they may even hug," she added, her voice teasing as she hugged herself to demonstrate. Master Ken's usually detached features morphed into something like discomfort, as he nervously shuffled his feet. "Ahem, fine. I won't follow them anymore," he mumbled before quickly walking away.

I knocked at her door and as soon as she opened it, I pulled her to me, snaking my arm around her waist, and crashed my lips on her red glossy lips in a passionate kiss, kicking the door close behind my back. The sudden kiss surprised Mishka, and she widened her eyes in shock. She wriggled in my arms and tried to push me away, but I tightened my grip on her waist. Her soft breast brushed against my chest, and she hissed as I grazed her lips with my teeth.

The goosebumps on my arm and absolute shocked expression were enough evidence to prove that I was not hallucinating. I lifted my fingers and brushed them lightly across my lips. The essence of his lingering kiss was still there. I could still taste his clean minty breath on my lips. This was real. His kiss was real. Ethan Maxwell was real. Oh my God! I just kissed the hottest boy I ever met in my entire existence. My perception of him being an arrogant jerk, felt so petty. He drove me to my home. Made sure I feel safe. Even gave me his coat to protect me from the cold.

I started. "It'll wash up on shore," he said, then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly lost myself to the kiss, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. His hands went to my sides, pulling me in closer. As we stood there, kissing, another wave crashed against Dean's back. My feet lost their grip on the ocean floor, but Dean stayed steady. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was a rock that I could cling to, and as another wave hit us, I found myself gripping him even tighter.

Grabbing her jaw he leaned closer to her face as his breath fanned her lips and Hooriya involuntary moved forward for the warmth of his lips making him smirk as he fulfilled her unspoken plea. The kiss was deep, passionate, and demanding as they panted but Hamza didn't stop. His lips landed on her jaw and then trailed down her neck. His kisses became hungrier, making her breathing sparse. His veiny hand found its way to her chest as he squeezed her left bosom, the girl jolted in her place and her hands shot up to his shoulders. A whimpering moan escaped her lips when he squeezed it again before massaging it, his thumb stroking her tender flesh.

He was about to take her name in order to know where she was as his eyes couldn’t find her anywhere near “ Ma……ummah “ but his lips were sealed by Maya’s lips, who just came in front of him from the closet. The kiss was so quick that before he could react she pulled out and gave him a teasing smile while dropping on her knees pulling down his towel letting it fall on floor revealing his hard member for her eyes. “ wait……you don’t have to….” he protested as he wanted to please her first, But she ignored him like they both ignored how her towel loosened up and left her body a moment ago when she surprised him with that breath taking quick kiss. Before he can protest again, she grabs the base o

Without a word, she pulled him closer, her lips finding him in a hungry, passionate kiss. Their lips met with an intensity that took their breaths away, igniting a fire within them that was impossible to contain. Henry's hands found their way to Khana's waist, pulling her even closer, his heart pounding in his chest. Khana's soft moans escaped against his lips, driving him wild with need. Their bodies pressed against each other, fitting perfectly like two halves of a whole. Khana's hands traced a tantalizing path down his chest, sending waves of pleasure through Henry's body. He could feel her heart racing in sync with his, their connection growing deeper with every passing second.

Until he realized that he was with his girlfriend, and that, she was watching them. He glanced at her and saw her glaring towards the oblivious Amanda. "Yep! It's me! So you still haven't forgotten me, huh? I thought you were gonna forget me for good after we broke up." Amanda laughed flirtatiously as she cupped his face through her hands and was about to kiss him on the lips. In America, it has been a normal thing to do to kiss someone on either the cheeks or the lips to greet of that person. However, Khein has a girlfriend and he's a decent man so he wouldn't allow that.

he whispered in hunger. Her eyes widened, realizing it was not just her imagination spiraling out of control. It was actually the mafia boss. "Eros– no–" she tried protesting but he hungrily started kissing her and massaging her waist with his hand. Keisha's eyebrows furrowed and she moaned lightly, making him eager for more of her. "S-stop," she struggled to say while her body was responding to his movements. She wrapped her hand around his neck and kissed him back.

If anyone could, it would undoubtedly be him, she thought. Her fingers traced the contours of his face, gently caressing until they reached his inviting lips. With a delicate touch, she pressed her lips against his, bestowing a soft and tender peck. Sensing her affection, Malakai's arms tightened around her, and he responded with an intense and passionate kiss that left her lips red and swollen.