Sealed Lips Novels & Stories

I murmur just before I capture her lips, tasting those plum lips I've been tempting since she emerged from her room today. She reciprocates the kiss with equal enthusiasm, playfully nibbling on my lips, igniting a primal growl within me. I draw her away from the chair, pinning her against the wall, my lips exploring every inch of hers. I trace my tongue along her lips, but she keeps her mouth sealed; as a gesture of my frustration, I give her firm ass a tantalizing squeeze, followed by a sharp, passionate slap that causes her to gasp. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, and she eagerly sucked on it.

Selene shrugs, lifting her lips to his jaw. "Naughty girl." Liam's husky voice rumbles. He moves his clothes, only leaving his boxers. He leans forward between her legs, running his lips across her bare thigh. He leaves one final kiss on her inner thigh before burying his face between her legs. His tongue flicks forward, taking a tentative taste of her clit. Selene jumps at the contact.

I should’ve used the smudge-proof ones. I looked back at Adrian and smothered a laugh when I saw the state of his lips. I didn’t know how I failed to notice this earlier. His lips were swollen as mine but the bits of lipstick he had all over his lips, corners of his mouth and cheeks made him looked like an abused clown.

I should've used the smudge-proof ones. I looked back at Adrian and smothered a laugh when I saw the state of his lips. I didn't know how I failed to notice this earlier. His lips were swollen as mine but the bits of lipstick he had all over his lips, corners of his mouth and cheeks made him looked like an abused clown.

He looked insanely divine with his orbs closed. His face was tinted reddish pink and his swollen lips was smeared with my glossy lipstick. "Now you should know the answer to your question and don't ever let me see another tear in your eyes because if I did, it won't be good for you."

His touch was careful, deliberate, and carried a depth of love that seemed to plea for something beyond mere physical intimacy. There was a softness in every movement of his lips, a subtlety that spoke volumes. Each kiss felt like an expression of a profound emotion, an unspoken longing, and a sincere desire to connect on a level that transcended the immediate moment. His lips conveyed a story, a narrative of patience, care, and a fervent plea for understanding and acceptance.

unintentionally stir up chaos in people's hearts. She remembered the fervent and assertive kiss from earlier, and her heart started pounding wildly again. She quickly put the lipstick back in its place. Eventually, she chose a lip balm to apply, one that had no color, only a faint strawberry scent. Under the lamplight, it glistened with a particularly alluring sheen. Shane's gaze once again could not help but linger, wanting to kiss her again. But this time he restrained himself because he knew that kissing her again might make Haley explode.

She was lying back, trying to concentrate on the pleasures Sheela was giving her, her legs locked tightly over Sheela's back. Rajesh moved his hand up, cupping Sheela's asscheek and pushing it away from him. The second time he did that, he heard a wet "smack" come between her legs as her wet pussy lips parted stickily. Rajesh leaned over and began to alternate, lifting each asscheek, pushing them together, and pulling them apart. It took only seconds to cause her pussy to make its approval known with wet noises. Her lips showed twinkling droplets of juice forming in her golden bush, moist and inviting. Her lips were full and beginning to swell as a white pearlescent drop began peering from h

James commented, a hint of bitterness to his voice. “That's what happens when you live together. I’ll see you in bed.” Ezra stated before putting his arm around me and squeezing my hip before he walked out of the kitchen, sipping his tea, a barely visible smirk on his face. I sighed and bit my lip as I looked at James to see his flash of anger at the action.

I cried out at the sudden intrusion and he crashed his lips against mine, trapping the sound in his mouth. “Hmm, so fucking wet for me”. He hummed against my lips, tightening his grip on my neck as he fucked me with his finger. I gripped the edge of the pool table using it as leverage as I rocked back against his finger. I lowered my gaze to where our bodies met and my lips trembled at the sight of his finger moving inside and outside of me. I was aware of him watching my every movement but I was too drunk with pleasure to care. His mouth fell on my breasts and I moaned when his lips latched on a nipple and sucked it into his mouth as he replaced a finger with two.