Realistic Kiss Tattoos On Neck Novels & Stories

I lean forward, but instead of going straight for my neck, he softly kisses my lips, sliding his tongue into my mouth and kissing me until I lean against him, wrapping my arms around his neck. When he begins kissing his way down my neck again, I lift my chin, once again giving him the access he needs to mark me. He sucks on my marking spot, the feeling making me moan and I begin grinding my hips against him. “Hold on to me,” he lisps and I know his canines are out. I do as he says, my body still rubbing against his hard length when I feel the sting of his canines in my neck. I flinch, but unlike Masuzyo who sank his teeth into me, Dimitri slowly slides his canines inside my neck. There’s pai

Tessa snatched it: "Kiss the person to your right for thirty seconds. Make it sloppy—tongues, hands, the works." Rebecca turned to Ethan on her right—my fucking teammate, the one with the tattoos snaking up his arms. She crawled into his lap without missing a beat, her hands fisting his hair as she crushed her mouth to his. Tongues visible, wet and aggressive, her hips grinding against his crotch like she was riding him. Ethan's hands roamed her back, dipping low to squeeze her ass, pulling her closer. "Fuck, Bec," he groaned into her mouth, one hand sliding up to cup her tit through the fabric. The kiss stretched, moans escaping, her body arching—thirty seconds my ass; it went on until Tess

The amused smile on his lips was definitely asking for more, so I gently grazed my lips on his softly in a feather-like kiss. "If you keep teasing me like that Tesoro, I won't be afraid to break your only rule either" he said to me, meaning it. I shook slightly as I felt goosebumps shoot all over my body, imagining how kissing him would feel like. My nails ran over his jaw, down to his chest as I unbuttoned the black shirt he was wearing, only to reveal a body filled with more tattoos and a little chest scar too. His arms were now spread on the arm rest as I gently placed a kiss to the already healed scar on his chest. His lower lip was tucked between his teeth, which I also used my thumb to

I whisper before pressing my lips to his. Elliot's hands slide up my back, his fingers softly dragging along the fabric of my robe. I loosen his tie and remove it from his neck, throwing it onto the couch. He kisses me hungrily, our tongues tangling together. I pull away from him, gently biting his bottom lip in the process. My lips fall to his neck and unbutton his dress shirt, sliding my hands under the fabric and dragging my nails across his bare skin. He lets out a quiet moan and leans his head back against the couch. I continue kissing up and down the length of his neck, feeling him melt beneath me at my touch. Elliot slides his arms out of his shirt, throwing it onto the floor.

I kissed him softly and gently at first, and I deepened the kiss as I felt him kissing me back. Once I felt satisfied of kissing his mouth, my lips went to trail kisses from his cheek down to his jaw, then to his neck, and all the way down his chest. Ryder’s body stiffened as I kissed the ‘Kara’ tattoo on his arm and I kept kissing my way down to his lower stomach.

He eagerly took me towards the plush bed, where he hovered above me. Our lips locked in a passionate embrace, the sound of our breath mingling in the air. His skilled tongue operated into every nook and cranny of my mouth, mirroring my own explorations. The electrifying sensation sent shivers down my spine. After a moment of uncertainty, he gently pulled away from the kiss, his fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. As the fabric slid off his sculpted frame, my eyes were drawn to a tattoo adorning his waist, elegantly spelling out “25/06” in roman numerals. I longed to inquire about its significance, but his sheer beauty left me speechless.

Kissing the tattoo on his neck he sighs tightening his grip on my waist. I trail kisses from his collarbone down his chest to each of his abs until I reach his v-line. I trace my tongue above the line of his sweatpants making him hiss and twitch. Looking up at him his desire is so evident in his gaze that I have to look away before I give him what he wants instead of taking what I want

My nipples, which were rock hard, pricked his chest as we kissed. I broke off the kiss and shifted my gaze to his neck and like a vampire, I commenced sucking and biting on his flesh. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down sexily as I sucked on his tattooed skin. His hard length was temptingly poking my posterior begging for my gonad.

he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. My breath caught when I saw the tattoo on his arm – a vivid representation of my own eyes. The realization hit us simultaneously, a shared understanding that defied explanation. "How...?" I began, my words trailing off as Kirill's enigmatic smile left the mystery intact. His eyes, dark and alluring, held an intensity that left me breathless. I tried to decipher the meaning behind that look, but it remained elusive, a tantalizing mystery. Suddenly, without warning, his lips crashed down on mine. The kiss was immediate, a surprising surge of desire that sent a jolt through my entire being. It was a sudden and unexpected conne

he whispers. I nod breathlessly, watching as he carefully takes it off. I inhale sharply as the pressure is removed from my chest. Kaine lays me onto the ground again, using his arms to hover above me. He presses hot, open-mouthed kisses on my stomach. He uses his lips and his tongue to trace my sternum tattoo, nipping lightly at the skin. I run my fingers through his hair, closing my eyes with a sigh. He kisses up my chest and slowly makes his way up to my neck. I tilt my head, my breathing growing heavier as he starts to suck.