Paradise Kiss Novels & Stories

Strong, earnest, almost out of breath, he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a fierce urgency. At first, just like what often happened, Isla struggled to keep up with her husband's way of kissing her. His passion was overwhelming, his intensity breathtaking. She felt herself getting lost in the moment, drowning in the sheer force of his desire. His kisses were a whirlwind, leaving her breathless and dizzy.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

he asked, “I’ve been dying to do that again.” I nodded slowly and he didn’t waste a bit when he crashed his lips into mine in an urgency that caught me off guard. The butterflies flooded endlessly in my stomach once more and then there were the fireworks. It was a desperate kiss, urgent like there it was the last thing left on earth to do. Parrish licked my lips, his mouth was the enzyme and I was the substrate and I didn’t need to modify my shape to bind to him, it was effortless as it was sweet – the way he tasted and the way he always managed to hold me together. When we finally broke apart, I fought to catch my breath, same as Kyle but he still held my stare with that desirous intensity.

she whispered, her voice barely a breath against his lips. He didn’t embarrass her. Instead, he leaned down, his mouth crashing against hers in a fervent kiss that ignited a firestorm of passion. The heat of his body enveloped her, and as their lips met, a spark flickered to life between them, sending electric currents racing through her veins. Patricia melted into him, surrendering completely to the intoxicating rhythm of their kiss. Their tongues intertwined, dancing together in a tantalizing ballet that deepened with every movement, each shared breath fanning the flames of desire that consumed them both.

she confessed in a soft whisper, before succumbing to the intense passion that engulfed them both Their lips collided in a fervent kiss, tongues intertwining in that familiar dance that never failed to ignite Marissa's desire. His skilled tongue delved into her mouth, igniting a fire within Marissa that threatened to consume them both. She marveled at his ability to evoke such a strong response with just a kiss, as if he possessed the power to unlock every secret desire within her.

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.

Waves lapped at our feet as he pulled me further into his lap to kiss me again I wanted to kiss him for eternity with just the sun and the waves as the world. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured reverently, taking a strand of hair and tucking it carefully behind my ear. “So are you,” I replied, blushing. I wished my words were better, but they were still true. His chest was hot and smooth against my bare arms as he pulled me into yet another mind-shattering kiss. “Charlotte is going to wonder where we are,” I said with a giggle as the sun continued her climb. “Let her worry for a moment,” Bastian whispered, his lips going to my throat. I moaned softly as he nipped the delicate flesh. I was t

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

I needed him. He worked the jean shorts down my long legs before untying my bikini bottoms. Those, too, were off my legs in a heartbeat. He began to kiss up my legs, past my knees, working toward my thighs... I knew where he was going, and I knew my own body better than he did. After all the walking, the parasailing, and the alcohol, I wasn't at my freshest. I grabbed him by the hair, but he kept moving up. "Owen, you don't have to... to..." I stopped as his tongue met my labia, unable to speak any longer.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.