Naruhina Kissing Novels & Stories

The contrast was startling and wonderful, making me ache to take him completely inside me. I nibbled my way along his jawline, feeling his shoulders flex beneath my fingers, a small moan of want escaping his perfect lips. I kissed his Adam's apple, down the the strong curve of his collarbone, down to one hard, erect nipple. He groaned slightly, tangling his fingers in my hair as I took it in my mouth. It was rock solid from the cold, and I could only imagine the pleasure my hot mouth was sending through him as I flicked it with my tongue.

After a wonderful moment of eternity, we both loosened our limbs around the other. Jack offered his hand, pulling me up easily from the floor. He didn’t release it though, as he turned to the shower and stepped inside. I followed him into the spray of hot water and smiled. He hummed softly as he rinsed his hair, never releasing my hand. I stepped under the hot spray, letting it rinse the salt and sweat. The hot water coursed down the two of us as he leaned down and kissed me. His kiss still had a soft saltwater tang, and I smiled and leaned into him for more.

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.

On the day, male and female Slayers exchanged hand-drawn greeting cards, Siam tulips (Artic parrayas in the case of the North) and chocolates. “Kokuhaku… my God.” Aki blushed and covered her mouth because she didn’t want to smile in embarrassment and unintentionally offend Sasha. Temujin also squirmed where he sat because he had never experienced making a romantic proposal, obviously because there were very few opportunities in the mines. He could only imagine how nervous Sasha must’ve felt putting his ego in the line like that, vulnerable to being crushed by a rejection. “Exactly,” Sasha said, guessing what the other two were thinking. “I also had to learn how to make honmei choco.”

His dark blue boxer-briefs strained at the seams to control his manhood. He dropped slowly to his knees in front of me, and I rested my fingertips on the muscles of his broad shoulders. He looked up at me, dark eyes burning, as he slowly took my breast in his mouth. I gasped as he surrounded the pink nub of my nipple with warmth. He kissed the soft flesh, nipping gently, making me arch my back and moan.

“What would it be like?” She smiled. Her fingers traced my arm. “He would kiss you first. Hard. Then me. His strong body between us. I would watch him touch you. Then join.” My breath came faster. Nina’s hand moved to my knee. She squeezed gently. I did not pull away. Instead, I put my hand on her thigh. Her skin was soft and warm under her skirt. “Keep talking,” I whispered. Nina leaned closer. Her lips brushed my ear. “He would take off your blouse. Kiss your neck. I would kiss the other side. Our hands all over him. Feeling how hard he gets for us.”

"Oh my God, I can't breathe. I think I'm getting chest pains. Call the doctor... call the fûcking doctor, please!" "Jesus Christ, Rina!" People at the next table turned again, but Rina didn't care. She leaned closer, whisper-yelling, "Girl, you just unlocked the fantasy of every woman in this world. The man who probably thinks emotions are a tax deduction fûcking kissed you?" "I just happened..."

Her voice cracked a little at the end. “That’s not what happened,” I said. She looked up at me. “What?” I swallowed hard. “I kissed you.” Charlotte blinked. “You what?” “I kissed you,” I repeated. “Not the other way around.” Silence filled the patio. Charlotte stared at me like her brain was trying to process something impossible. “But… the video…” she said slowly. “The video only shows the kiss,” I said. “It doesn’t show that I started it.” Her eyes widened. “So… you’re telling me… I didn’t ruin Maya’s relationship?”

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

she hesitated while speaking. "This is cute," Jasper answered with a mild smile. The moment Jasper smiled, Nina looked at him and even if it was a mild one, Nina was relieved after seeing him smiling. "Get some rest, I will be leaving," Nina nodded and then walked towards the door. "Nina?" Jasper called her. "Hmm?" She turned towards Jasper. "I have something to say," Jasper unwillingly nodded. "Yeah, but before that, I need a kiss," Nina replied. And Jasper felt an immediate adrenaline rush, he walked towards Nina, pulled her closer and smashed his lips against her. Nina wrapped her arms around his neck and then pressed her body against him while kissing. While Jasper held his waist and pul