Office Kiss Games Novels & Stories

"I want you even more, Sam." "Not possible," I countered. Our eyes met again, and he bent to kiss me. Our kisses were fast and furious, full of lust and passion. The tension in my muscles seemed to melt away as Robbie's body massaged mine. I spread my legs, inviting him to enter me. He fumbled in the nightstand, quickly slipping on a condom.

"I didn't tie your mouth now did i?i think I have every right to laugh whenever i please" I shot him an instant glare. "Okay...okay, fine then,i think i have a better suggestion"He said. "And that is?"I questioned. "Let's rather play a game"He smirked. "What game?"I asked. "It's called Kiss and tell"He told me. "You made that up didn't you?"I questioned. "What if i did?it doesn't matter noe does it?"He asked. He has a point though. "I'm listening"I informed him, folding my arms

‘Oh, my Goddess, Omega… Fuck… Yeah, that’s it, right there… Fuck…’ He soon grunts and loses himself in the pleasure as his balls tighten, and he holds her head still, allowing him to push his cock right to the back of her throat as he grunts and it pulses shooting his semen down her throat making her gag. He holds her still until his cock stops pulsing before pulling back and allowing her lips to slip from his still hard cock. He then leans down, and as he pulls Isadora to her, he slams his lips to hers in a rough, dominating kiss.

“This isn’t just some game.” Emmy’s hand shot out, gripping his shirt, pulling him closer until their lips finally met. The kiss was ferocious, desperate—there was no more hesitation, no more games. It was raw, all-consuming. He tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her into him, deepening the kiss as their bodies pressed together. Her hands slipped beneath his shirt, her fingertips grazing the skin of his chest, sending a jolt of heat through him. He growled softly, his lips moving down her neck, tasting her, branding her as his. The heat between them surged, a wildfire that couldn’t be contained.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

God, why does he have to be such a good kisser? ​Due to the lack of oxygen, I was forced to pull away, but Draven didn’t stop there. Instead, he started leaving a trail of hot kisses along my jawline and down to my neck, nibbling and sucking on my soft spot before moving up and kissing the corner of my lips, then back to my neck again, making my whole body quiver in pleasure. I gasped when he squeezed my thighs and tugged on the skin of my neck, causing me to moan again. No, this was getting too intense and I have to control myself...but I can’t, and I don’t want to.

She'd said she read it in some notes their Dad left out for his research into 19th century British royalty. According to Jess, the game's object was to sneak up on another contestant and surprise them with a quick kiss on the lips. If the frontrunner got three smooches ahead of their victim, they could demand a favor. Usually it meant doing one of their chores or loaning out a favorite toy for the day. Then the kiss count reset to "even" and the game began again. Of course, she'd made the whole thing up. They played the game for years until she'd turned twelve. Puberty made her tall, gangly, shy and awkward. She didn't want to kiss him anymore.

"Let's play." Kallum grinned wickedly, leaning over and kissing me hard. I moaned into his mouth, unable to stop the sounds from escaping my throat. Kazimir's hands cupped my sex, giving it a firm knead as Kallum kissed me deeply once more. "You're irresistible, dammit," Kallum growled.