Red Lipstick Kisses Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then he presses our lips together. The kiss is quick but deep. He sucks my lower lip into his mouth and caresses it with his tongue as I do my best to pretend this is normal for me. Once he finally lets me go, he gives me a stupid smile with lips stained red because of my lipstick. "He always does this," I laugh and raise a hand to wipe the red off his lips, but as I do, he sticks out his tongue to lick my finger, his eyes still focused only on me. I have to admit I completely lose focus for a second because he looks so fucking sexy like this. Lips stained with my lipstick, tongue out, sucking my finger. It's so damn sexy, I hate it.

he replied cockily. "Hmm. Why would I want to reach your lips? What does your lips have to offer?" She asked, intentionally licking her lips slowly to get his attention. "We might just have to see what it has to offer, don't you think?" He teased. He leaned down to claim her lips and just as she closed her eyes, he smiled. After a while she opened her eyes to see he wasn't leaning down anymore but he had a triumphant smirk on his face. "I thought you didn't want to know what my lips could offer, didn't you?" He said.

Eliza pressed her lips just above his lips. Then it was finally my turn. I picked a shade of dark pink for my lipstick as many of the previous girls had chosen different shades of red. Amelia blindfolded me and I walked towards the poster. After thinking a little about where the lips might be located, I finally pressed my lips to it. I immediately took off the blindfold and to my disappointment, I had kissed him right below his lips.

She's seated on the counter In the kitchen while he's ravishing her lips hungrily. “Oh my!” came a light gasp from her lips the moment he broke the long kiss. Red smirked, seeing the redness and her swollen her lips are. He roamed his eyes around her neck and spotted the blaring mark he gave her. He can't be blamed for how desperately be kisses her – the sweetness of her lips is just too much for him to handle. She's f****** soft and her skin scents so much like almond milk. Whenever she's close to him, he loses it. Red and Reina stared into each other eyes for some time. She feels he'll capture her lips again, and she was right.

This woman knew exactly when and how to get to me, didn't she? She ran her nail over my lips. I found myself leaning in for another kiss, but Ruby drew back, a teasing smile on her lips. I groaned and grabbed her waist, pulling her forward to myself roughly. I leaned in and trapped her mouth in mine again in a lustful kiss, my breathing slowly becoming heavier. I tasted the cherry-red flavour of her lipstick before delving deeper into the kiss. She moaned softly under the pressure of my mouth and I muttered a soft "Fuck", before letting her go and leaning back to look at her face.

Touching my forehead, it swirled down resting on my lips. Gently pressing the lips he utters, Now I realised what was missing. Getting further closer to my lips. With his lips just above mine, his breath splitting my face. He utters. A lip shade. Red will suit you or pink, he dwindled from one to another, holding both of them in either hand in utter confusion. "Red" he finally decided. Putting the lipstick on my lips, he was surely not good at applying it. It was messing all around my lips corners.

His eyes wandered to her breasts. "Cameron, the kiss was..." "A mistake?" he asked. She shut her eyes. She was grasping for straws at this point. Any excuse, no matter how unbelievable it was, would do. As tempting as it was, she didn’t want to be one of Cameron’s numerous women. His eyes crinkled in the corners as his smile widened. "Yet, you have on a new lipstick, in a beautiful shade of red. Were you hoping that I’d kiss you again today?" he brushed his thumb against her lips.

"And I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed." He turned around to leave, and that was when I saw it. Time seemed to stop. On the crisp, white collar of his shirt, right against the skin of his neck, there was a stain. A bright, vivid, crimson red stain. Lipstick. It was shaped like a perfect kiss mark, smudged slightly as if someone had pressed their lips against him with too much passion, too much urgency. And the color... it was a shade of red I would never dare to wear. It was bold, dangerous, and seductive.

I closed my eyes too then returned the kiss. His tongue caressed my lips, forcing me to open them. Alex's hot, hunting breath brushed against my face. He kissed my lower lip gently while one of his hands cupped my face, while his other hand grabbed my waist. I couldn't hold back my laughter as his tongue tickled mine so much that I had to push his chest away. Alex opened his eyes while pulling one corner of his mouth upwards. My laughter continued when I saw my lipstick marks on her lips. 'Oh no ... your lips."

Too tight. Diamonds glittered at her throat. At her ears. At her wrist. Her lips were painted a glossy crimson. She looked expensive. Flashy. Like she belonged on a magazine cover. Not in his house. She smiled when she saw him. “Oh good,” she said brightly. “You’re home.” She crossed the room and slipped her arms around his shoulders. Before he could react— she kissed his cheek. Left a bright red lipstick mark. Dominic’s expression darkened instantly. He wiped it away.