Shameless Lip Novels & Stories

Or was it something else entirely? Whatever it was, it made her feel small and exposed. And still, she could not deny it. He was impossibly handsome. Even in this moment, even while she felt humiliated, he looked every bit like the man the world adored. Her face burned hotter. She could not let this go on. “I… I don’t really in.. intend to keep it. I just forgot to…” She tried her best to reason out. To cover her shame but her lips won’t cooperate. They were trembling and to make them stop she instinctively bit her lower lips.

He clicked on the camera app, and showed Liam a reflection of himself on the screen. “So, S-Sir… you might want to clean it.” Smudges of pink lipstick marred Liam's lips. Not too thick, but enough to make others suspect he'd make out with a woman. “Why didn't you show me earlier?” Strangely, he was calm. Liam took the phone and checked out his lips properly. It's no wonder he'd been longing for cherry. So the flavor was from his lips. Liam didn't reach for the tissue. Instead, he licked it, savoring the flavor.

I sighed. "Let's get you out of here, somewhere peaceful,we can come at the time of dinner " Before I could breathe a word out Shirley came swaying her hips. Her breasts were bulging out of the dress, she had bright red lipstick on her lips which didn't help her lips to look full , cemented makeup and clean bun. Poor girl!. She was really looking like she was about to pound on Sameer.

“Uh… I wouldn’t know.” Celia’s breath caught. And just like that—she understood. Of course he hadn’t touched her. Not like that. Not yet. He was still grooming her. Still wearing the good-boy mask. A strange relief washed through her—twisted and ugly. He hadn’t ruined Brielle yet. “Good for you,” Celia said, slipping her lip gloss into her purse with a little click. “Hold out as long as you can. Guys like to think they own you once they’ve had you. Especially the charming ones.”

Lilith's POV That night at the resort, when the three of them had slapped my face with their hot, hard cocks, I was too overwhelmed—every inch of my skin claimed, my senses drowned in overstimulation—to feel shame. But now? This was different. Daegan's gaze pinned me, his cock grazing my lips, his sharp lemony pheromone flooding my senses, tart and sobering. Shame crashed over me like a tidal wave. I bit my lip, turning my head to escape, my throat tight. "It wasn't my choice…"

My face looked white, very white and pale, while my lips feels too plump and red, and always managed to call unwanted attention unto my face. My lips was one of my features that most people admired, both males and females. Why they even saw it has beautiful or hot, or sexy, was totally beyond me. The upper lips were tiny while the lower one was plumper and very kissable, I've been told that countless times by people. So, whenever I saw someone staring at my lips, I'd know immediately that the person was either lusting over my lips, or the person was just merely admiring it, or the person was jealous of it, I know that's dumb...but people are dumb anyways so there's nothing to start getting s

She said grinning "Wear something seductive and prepare your pole dancing skill." "What are you planning?" "You want to go back to that job right?" I nodded. "Then trust me, I got you bitch." I'm wearing a white short dress with a cut on its sides to show off my curves and a white stiletto. "Damn you whore," Sierra said. "How do I look?" "An angel sent by the heaven burning in hotness." "What lipstick should I wear?" "Red of course. Don't remove your mask until you turned him on."

Oh my…" She gasped under her breath with a gaped mouth as she stared down at the most beautiful and costly lipstick that was ever known in their pack owned and produced by foreigners. One only the rich and high chiefs of the pack could afford. She slipped it out of the box and raised it to her face, still staring at it. She has always wanted to own it but couldn't afford it. Liam watched her expression. He heaved out in relief. Thank gracious. "I…" She tried to speak. "Do you like it?" Liam asked even as her expression was enough to make him know the answer. "Yes..yes... like? I love it. It is so beautiful…thank you…" Gently, she turned the lid of the lipstick until it went open revealing th

Alhamdulillah. They broke it, both breathless, airless, gasping and vision almost blurry. He has her lipstick on his lips and she doesn't want to see her own lips. She knew she has nothing there now and didn't know how to walk out of the room with her mouth like this. Everyone will know what happens so after more hugs and innocent kisses, she called Nana to bring the red lipstick she had on and cleaned Mashhub's with his handkerchief. He chuckled at her frightened look and lean down to claim her lips again when a knock stopped him.

“A hat ain’t meant to be a chamber pot, you know. If I was you I’ throw it away. Lippy was so named because his lower lip was about the size of the flap on a saddlebag. He could tuck enough snuff unde it to last a normal person at least a month; in general the lip lived a life of its own, there toward the bottom of his face Even when he was just sitting quietly, studying his cards, the lip waved and wiggled as if it had a breeze blowing across it which in fact it did. Lippy had something wrong with his nose and breathed with his mouth wide open Accustomed as she was to hard doings, it had still taken Lorena a while to get used to the way Lippy slurped when he wa eating, and she had once had