Novel & Cerita Red Lipstick Kisses

"How pissed would you be if I kissed you right now?" Her voice lowered several octaves until it was just a sultry whisper in my ears. "Very, very pissed." With every word, her face inched closer to mine her lips were a mere centimeters away from mine. "There's no way I'm reapplying my lipstick just because you couldn't keep your dick in your pants. It's one of my favorites, and I'm almost out." "Your lips are moving, but your eyes tell a different story. Are you sure that's not an invitation I hear?"

more lost than I already was, drowning in whatever this thing between us had become. Lexi shook her head with an exasperated sigh. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small tube of lipstick and a matching gloss, then walked over and pressed them into my palm. The cool metal felt grounding against my skin. "Here's the shade, Lena. Take it," she said, her tone softening slightly. "And for heaven's sake, make sure to reapply it anytime this idiot decides to kiss it off. Which, knowing him, will be roughly every five minutes."

She did not touch him yet. Instead, she pulled out a tube of blood-red lipstick from her dress pocket and applied it to her lips. Then she stepped closer and pressed a kiss to his collarbone. The vivid red print stood out sharply on his pale gold skin. She kissed his hip next, leaving another red mark. She dropped lower and kissed the inside of his thigh, so close to his balls that he shivered. Her long fingernails traced light scratches down his chest and abs. Red lines rose on his skin without breaking it. Elliot’s cock twitched hard at the sensation. His breathing was ragged now. Fear and aching need mixed on his face.

She looked up at him and smiled, her eyes shining bright like a diamond in the sky. She closed the distance between the rod and her perfect lips. Her lips closed, she moved her mouth side to side, rubbing his dick on her lips like wet lips. She stroked it a few more times with all seriousness and gave the very tip a gentle kiss. Opened her mouth and took it in. She bobbed at the tip for a few strokes before popping it back out, leaving a faint smear of pink lipstick on it.

This wasn't punishment anymore, it was the start of the gift and the rest of our lives. I climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist, settling my hips right above his. I leaned down and looked at his face for a few moments and then I kissed his lips first, then traced the curve of his ear, the hard line of his jaw. The red lipstick was my signature, my claim, and I was going to use it. I started moving my mouth, trailing light, open-mouthed kisses down his throat, leaving bright red lipstick marks on his pale skin. I kissed the sharp slope of his shoulder, the powerful curve of his bicep, and finally, I planted a bold kiss right over the center of the lasagna tattoo.

again. Isabella stops just inches away from me, smiling sweetly she states " I'm here, and ready". " I can see that.. but I am not sure we are going to come far with that look of yours, love" I say my eyes locked on her red lips. She laughs softly and whispers " the lipstick is wather and kiss proof". " Thak god" I exhale loudly and crush my lips against hers, she giggles into the kiss before parting her lips to let me slip my tongue inside her mouth.

The trust I saw there made my chest ache with emotion – she was putting herself completely in my hands, trusting me with something precious and irreplaceable. With Deborah's beautiful blue eyes staring up at me, I moved my lips slowly towards hers and captured her lips with mine. The first contact was electric, sending shockwaves through my entire body. Her lips were impossibly soft, warmer than I'd imagined, and they tasted like strawberries and something sweeter, something that was purely her. The rose lipstick was smooth against my mouth, and I could feel her breath mixing with mine as the kiss deepened.

There were also smudges of my red lipstick on his lips. I took care of it and ran my thumb over his lips to wipe the lipstick that transferred on him. His lips parted because of what I did but I just looked away. Gosh! That was intense! My heart was still beating wildly even after our intense session. I needed a diversion so I picked up my notebook again with trembling hands. “Which one you like better?” I asked Rue, pretending to be professional after being swayed by his kisses. In my peripheral vision, I saw how Rue licked his lips.

A pair of very hot eyes, Bella Risa slightly parted her lips: "I..." Raph Conrad looked at her lips that even though they had wiped away the lipstick, were still red as if calling for him to taste. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. Instead of saying it was a kiss, it was more like, he was eating her lips. Bite and bite lightly. Bella Risa pushed him away with all her might: “Whoa! My lips really hurt, general, are you trying to bite me to death?" Gu Chen: "Yes, I want to bite you to death." This woman is criticizing your kissing technique.

“Maybe I'll change my mind a few seconds later. So, are you going to miss it?” Candy didn't respond anything but pulled his neck and kissed his lips. She did it very wildly because she had been waiting for it for a very long time. She always wore red lipstick on her lips, as well as this time, which was all over his face. She smiled drunkenly as her aroused met him perfectly. They were twisting each other and destroying each other's walls. They called each other's names, touched each other, and then poured out all the emotions that had been suppressed for so long.