Mr Devil Do Not Kiss Me Novels & Stories

Every time I kiss her deeply, she makes the most glorious sounds, delicious noises of pleasure as I continue to plunder her with my tongue. Then I stop… “My dear Mirabelle, I am the Devil.” And just before I can say ‘Son’ those beautiful eyes turn dark…but there is something else.

He watched me intently, his eyes dark with desire as I approached him. Without saying a word, I sit on his lap, feeling the heat of his body beneath me. His hands found their way to my hips, pulling me closer as he leaned in to capture my lips in a searing kiss. Devon’s touch sent shivers down my spine as his lips trailed hot kisses along my neck, igniting a firestorm of passion within me. I moaned softly, lost in his touch. As our lips hungrily sought each other’s, a sharp knock on the door shattered the intense moment. Devon and I froze. I quickly got up from his lap and sat on a chair, while Devon adjusted himself before speaking.

"Kiss me, Devon." I order, my voice low. A crooked smile hits his lips before he lowers himself, pulling me closer as my lips meets his for a searing kiss. I close my eyes, my body growing warm as I wrap my hands around his neck, tugging his head lower.

------------------ Merliah’s Point of view. ---------------- H-Hey, dean calm down! Why are you sticking your tongue inside? I said it's just smack, is this the interest he mentioned? The way he kisses me... it's burning me inside. I can't explain but he seems to be sucking my soul as well! There was a tickle that seemed to electrify me. I could no longer restrain myself and I also retaliated with the dance of his lips. My dessert was earlier than the dinner itself. I wonder how many lips he had kissed? Did he kiss his ex-fiancée like this or did they do something more than a just kiss?

It makes me want to combust. Nine whole years of yearning poured into one mind-blowing kiss. It wasn’t one of anger or hunger, despite the frustration between us. No, it was a kiss full of so much emotion, too many unspoken words. I could have kissed her forever, but much to my dismay Mira pulls back, ending the kiss, leaving me a stupor. I peel my eyes open and look down into her flushed face. Her soft, plump lips parted, and she’s panting softly. I search her eyes and can’t place the meaning behind her startled expression. “Dev, why did you do that?”

“You don’t kiss me when you’re mad. I hate that. I wanted you to kiss me last night.” “Shhhh,” Maverick shushed me. “Someone’s a bit of a talkative tonight. I just need you to take whatever I give you, Angel. It’s that simple.” “But—Mmmhm,” I moaned a little louder when Maverick slipped a third finger inside me. I pressed my lips shut. “That’s right,” Maverick groaned, not taking his eyes off mine. “You don’t want everyone to know how much of a screamer you are, do you? Keep it quiet, Angel.”

He said in a dark voice and I shrank under his gaze but still, I nodded my head firmly. “Marry me then,” The devil said and I felt stunned. Marriage as a punishment? I blinked, confused, staring at his face but he looked damn serious about it. My throat was dry and with utter difficulty, I was able to say only one word. “Okay,” The devil’s eyes lit up when I said it and before I could think or do something he consumed my mouth, F**k, I wasn’t really up for it but I couldn’t push him either. He sucked my lips until it got numb and then very gently slid his tongue inside, I was disgusted by myself because I had been very dirty but the way he was devouring my mouth, it didn’t show any hint of d

“Fine, if you don't want to. I won't tell you.” Deanna rolled her eyes lazily and sighed deeply. Because Meazus was taller than her, she had to move slightly from her seat and quickly kiss Meazus on the cheek. The middle-aged man, still wearing his black suit, laughed at how quick their kiss was, considering that Deanna usually kissed him for quite a long time. “I've done it, so what's Devon's secret? Tell me quickly.” Meazus raised his pinky finger. “Promise me you'll pretend you don't know about this in front of Devon.”

I Made A Deal with the Devil . Chapter 42: Simeon says let’s play a game . When he's close to the sitting man, eyes level to his crotch, he grins and practically purrs, climbing up until he's level with his face. Leaning into his ear he whispers slowly, words dripping in honey. "Want to undress me, show me what you can give me," his eyes flick down to the man's lap and then back up, leaning in close his breath ghosts over the man's neck.

I broke the kiss for roughly fifteen seconds to properly lock the doors. By the time I was back at the desk, my button-up was already lying on the floor. Our movements were frantic, almost desperate as we tore our clothes off each other. She wanted me as much as I wanted her and it turned me on so bad. "Please don't ask for a condom because I don't have any," I spoke, taking rugged breaths. She chucked." One sex without protection wouldn't get me pregnant." It can, but I didn't say that out loud.