Pll Kisses Novels & Stories

God, he was addictive. I gripped his hips and pulled him back on my face, letting him grind against my mouth, letting him feel every swirl of my tongue, every kiss, every filthy flick. His body trembled and I knew he was close—just from this. But I wasn’t done yet. I stood, breathing heavy, cock thick and dripping as I reached for something—anything. My eyes landed on Chloe’s vanity. A small bottle. Hydrating Essence. Fuck it. It was slippery enough.

“I can see why you wouldn't want to invite them.” “Yes.” Aiden ran his finger along my collarbone, pausing to gently stroke the fading red mark he had left earlier with his lips. “That and the fact that Izzy never stops talking about her sharks. Ever.”

The whole time I smell the sweet fragrance of her perfume, and it serves to fuel me on further. She moans and then tightens even more, before she cries out and moans louder when her juices flow. Feeling her tighten, she milks me for all I am worth, until I can’t take it anymore. I kiss her back softly and then feel my own orgasm come crashing down hard around me. Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and yell, “Lillian, I love you. Fuck, you feel so good.” As I slap her butt hard and when I open my eyes and look down, there is a red handprint with my name on it. When the orgasm finally subsides, I collapse next to her on the bed. Then we snuggle up under the covers and go to sleep. Ev

I tried hard not to roll my eyes. Sealing it with a kiss? Couldn't she wait till his parents were away? Clyde's mother smiled but the father seemed as uncomfortable as I was. Luke was right. PDA (personal display of affection) is disgusting.

Piper joined with a pout, which made him chuckle. "I think I love this side of you" Collins uttered. "Did you accept our apologies ?" Piper asked, ignoring his flirting attitude. "No," Collins said. "Why" Kiara asked with a frown. "Imagine she's still frowning on her face," Collins thought. "Because that's not the way to apologize" he rolled his eyes. "Is there any other way to apologize to you Mr Walter" Piper asked, emphasizing the word" Mr Walter". "Yes, by giving me a peck," Collins said and Piper smiled.

Startled and relieved, Katie turned around and locked lips with the person holding her. As Centaur arrived, he caught sight of Pascal and Katie Clyde locked in a passionate kiss. Marcus whistled and approached them with a smile. "Pascal, I see you enjoy kissing," he teased. "Perhaps I should buy you some Kiss brand products. What do you say?" Katie Clyde blushed with embarrassment, while Pascal looked at Marcus suspiciously. "What is Kiss brand?" he asked. Marcus fished out his wallet and explained nonchalantly, "It's a deceptive balloon company that partners with many pharmacies."

Bella shook her head with naughty smile. "No i am not!" He fully undressed her and pushed her on the bed with smirk. "Then stop me!..." She bit on her lips when he kissed her thigh. "Tell me you don't want this..." He kissed everywhere except where she wants it..." "Alex!" Her toes curled with desperation. "Please!" He smirked. "Are you pleading me to stop?" "No!" She breathed out. "Kiss me there..." "Say it nicely and i might consider your request..."

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Collins stood over her, his eyes burning with intensity. "You tried to escape me, Pookie," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "You tried to defy me. And now, you'll pay the price." Isabella's heart raced with fear, but she didn't say a word. She knew she was trapped, and she knew Collins would do whatever he wanted to her. And then without warning, Collins leaned down and claimed her lips in a fierce, punishing kiss. Isabella's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't resist. She knew it was futile, and besides, a part of her wanted to feel his lips on hers again.

Niya bit the inside of her cheek so hard she tasted blood, praying and hoping for the ground to open up and swallow her. "She’ll cave though," the third musketeer commented. "They always do. It’s just a matter of price." Palix raised a brow. "Wanna play a game, sweetheart?" He slid a silver coin from the inside pocket of his blazer and flicked it across the table. It clinked and spun before settling beside her. She slowly straightened. “Heads,” Palix starts on a gruff velvet tone, “you pour again. Tails…” He leaned forward, that godawful smirk deepening, “you sit on my lap and apologise.”