Novel & Cerita Sandpaper Kisses Papercut Bliss

"Your marriage is literally falling apart, and you don’t seem to care." "Of course I care. I’m just giving her the space she asked for," Sinjin protested. "She doesn’t need space. She just wants to know that..." Sande’s voice trailed off as she sniffed the air. "Was a woman here earlier?" "Yes," Sinjin replied, looking confused. "How did you know?" "Dreamweaver," Sande muttered. "One of the ingredients is Gardenias. It costs a fortune for a tiny bottle. Who was here?"

She reached for him, her arms open, her body an irresistible invitation. Their lips met in a fierce kiss, a clash of dominance and desire that left no room for hesitation. Sandra responded eagerly, her nails digging into his shoulders as she arched against him. The tension between them ignited into a frenzy of heat and passion, their movements frantic and demanding. Sandra moaned softly as Sebastian’s lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin just enough to make her shiver. The tension between them was electric, every touch igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both.

He had a drawer filled with such cards he kept safely with him. "Thought so. I actually came here to celebrate your birthday but you decided to open your mouth." She said sarcastically Adrian just stared at her with soft eyes as he ran his thumb in circles on her hand. "I'm sorry about that," Natalie smiled and pulled the table forward to them. And opened a box, which had a cake in it. It looked homemade too. "You made it." He didn't really ask he knew she did, Natalie just nodded as she cut a small piece and fed it to him.

Kris stood and walked to the next table as Abby wiped a drying tear. Max placed a second paper sculpture on the table and scooted it across. He knew what she was going through and God bless the man, he was trying to help. She gently picked up her new addition to Gabe’s paper frog collection. Max already made three frogs over the past few days and they were all different, this looked like a bullfrog—the man had talented fingers. “You did those?” Kris pointed at the paper sword and frog as he sat back down. “Sure.” “That’s hectic, bru. What do they call that shit? Oregano? Oro…”

I replied. The kiss was soft and sensual and no moves were made in haste. Where our make-out sessions were an all consuming fire, this was a slow burn. Each caress is gentle and like a cool balm to my aching soul. I savor every moment wishing that it could last, but knowing it will end. Alpha Hollis POV

"You may now kiss your Queen" I turned to her. Her twin sapphires holding my gaze. A deep cut smile protruded from her soft lips. I leaned closer to her, gently crashing my lips on hers. The warmth of her lips was pleasurable. I clutched her curvy waist, digging her closer to me. The skin of my hand brushed past hers, igniting electrifying sparks allowing burning tingling sensation explode within me. Davina gasped, pulling away as she felt it and a smile covered my lips.

Delicately arranged among strands of seaweed rests a roll of parchment paper, its surface exuding a pearlescent sheen. Madissa's eyes widen in surprise as she unrolls the parchment, revealing the heartfelt words penned by Bryan's hand. The ink, a deep and vibrant hue, glistens in the underwater light, creating a mesmerizing display. With every line she reads, her surprise transforms into sheer delight, her heart resonating with the emotions conveyed on the page.

Turning to face Tim, they kissed passionately until they were both out of breath. Tim carried Sandra to the bedroom, laying her down carefully before resuming their intimacy. Aware of her stitches, Tim was gentle, but their passion was intense. They continued until Sandra climaxed, her body trembling with pleasure. Tim wasn’t done. He spread Sandra’s legs and used his tongue to pleasure her, savoring her essence. Even after reaching her peak, Sandra’s desire burned fiercely. Tim obliged, fingering her before entering her again. This time, when Tim reached his climax, he withdrew and Sandra finished him off with her mouth.

“You want to piss me off, huh… You do not know what you are doing, Sandy. Tread cautiously.” Sandy smiled and winked. “I really don’t care… Besides, Trent has always wanted to—” I cut her off with my mouth latching on her pussy. She cried out and fell back on the bed then gripped the back of my head. I opened my mouth and kissed her pussy with my tongue, forming shapes on her clit and the entrance. She shook under me, her thighs shaking and almost constricting my head. I parted her legs more and lapped at her pussy, loving the taste of her on my tongue.

Sandro’s control finally snapped. He grabbed her by the waist and yanked her against him, mouth crashing down in a bruising kiss. His hands were everywhere, cupping her ass, squeezing her breasts through the lace, before he gripped the delicate fabric and ripped. The sound of tearing lace filled the room as he tore the babydoll down the front, exposing her completely. The garters followed, snapped with impatient strength until the expensive gift lay in ruined shreds at her feet. “Better,” he growled against her neck. “Nothing between us.”