Rem And Ram Kissing Novels & Stories

I don't say a word. Swiftly, Ramon bolts to me and grips me, throwing me to the couch. He slams his lips on mine roughly. Aggressively. With longing. And hunger. As if he's thirty. As if he's been waiting to do this for so long. As if his existence depends on the passionate, fierce kiss. His tongue sinks deeper in my mouth. I love the taste of his mouth on mine. He trails his sweet kisses down to my neck, biting my throat.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

he asked, his gaze seeking. I bit my lip. “I certainly don’t want to stop,” I hedged. “But,” he finished, reading the word in my gaze, “we need to keep our pants on?” I nodded, loving the way he understood and respected me. “For tonight, anyway.” His head bobbed up and down. “Cool.” Then he leaned in to kiss me some more. “As long as we don’t have to stop the kissing yet.” “Never.” And we didn’t. Though our mouths remained fused, no more articles of clothing were removed. By the time I yawned hours later, I felt thoroughly ravished. Catching the yawn, Ezra decided to head home… To let me rest up for the next night, he said.

She really wanted his hands on her, stroking her from head to toe while he continued to kiss her. He grabbed her arm and jerked her toward him. God, those breasts against his chest…her hard nipples poking him…he was so fucking hard, so fucking ready to stick his cock inside her. In her mouth, in her pussy, in her ass. Wherever she let him. And she would let him go wherever he wanted. He could see it in her eyes. She would give him whatever he wanted tonight. Why was he hesitant? He was Mason Remington. He took what was offered. He never felt the least amount of guilt. He looked down at her red lips, swollen from the kiss he had given her. Fuck, that kiss… he’d been like an animal marking his

"I want you even more, Sam." "Not possible," I countered. Our eyes met again, and he bent to kiss me. Our kisses were fast and furious, full of lust and passion. The tension in my muscles seemed to melt away as Robbie's body massaged mine. I spread my legs, inviting him to enter me. He fumbled in the nightstand, quickly slipping on a condom.

Noah's eyes were bright with tears of joy as he kissed my forehead. “Why is there sand in here?” I asked, shaking the bottle gently. The grains of sand made a peaceful sound against the glass. The sharks swam near our feet. “It's from our castle. The foundation was all that was left,” he explained. He locked eyes with me. “That's where I'd like to start with you again.” I smiled, losing myself to the warmth and love in his eyes. I nodded, not trusting my voice. Instead, I kissed him, pulling him into me with love and desire. I let my kiss tell him that was what I wanted too. His kiss told me he understood.

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.

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

The air around us seems charged with electricity and I begin to think, will he kiss me here, in front of everyone? “What is going on here?” I hear Ms. Azizen thunder as she marches into the room in a very un-ballerina-like manner. Our adoring audience scuffles into position but Adam holds my hand and raises it to his lips. Before I can let out a yelp of protest, he presses his lips to the back of my hand and staring deep into my eyes, he says, “You humble me, Gigi.” I open my mouth and close it again. I am giddy with euphoria and dizzy with love for this endearing boy standing in front of me. I wonder what he sees when he looks at me.