Shoulder Kisses Mga Nobela at Kwento

But Mary guessed what he was going to do this time. The temperature of his thin lips came from her lips, and the lips turned , overbearing and even some tough pried open her shell teeth, invading every place. After kissing, he gently loosened her, pinched the thumb of her chin, and copied it along her lips, as if wiping it clean and waking her up. But it happened that the clean and slender fingers became more hot. Mary Kinson's face is also hot. She seems to be getting used to men's kisses. She used to panic, but now it seems to be very common...

That was the essence of his kisses. My hands tightened their grip on his shoulders, pulling him nearer. Fingers threaded through his hair, holding on firmly. My response mirrored his passion, a meeting of fervor. His fingertips blazed a trail down my neck, pausing at the hollow of my chest, right between my breasts. As we pulled back, the need for air momentarily overtook us. Artemy's lips embarked on a trail of kisses along my jawline, descending to my neck. The sensation of his teeth grazing my skin, his mouth closing over it, left a tangible imprint—a mark of possession.

His kisses trail lightly, like the wind brushing across the water, and I tilt my head so he can reach just a little further. Meanwhile, Evren lifts my hand and presses a soft kiss to my knuckles. The gentle pressure makes my fingers tingle and curl slightly. I also feel Luca press close to my side, resting his lips on my left shoulder. The simple contact, the brush of his lips against my skin, makes a slow warmth ripple down my back.

Jackson leaves, and Kennedy squeezes my arm in support before joining him. My eyes closed tight, I see a flash of two naked bodies entwined on the sofa. Kennedy, with her hand on my shoulder, urges me to kiss Jackson. I’m hesitant. Her other hand on Jackson’s neck, she pushes us towards each other. Again, she instructs us to kiss. Our lips connect. Jackson’s plump lower lip dances over mine.

“Do it properly, or tomorrow your father wakes to find the debt unpaid.” Her throat tightened. Rage surged in her veins, but so did desperation. Slowly, hesitantly, she lifted her face again. This time, her lips brushed his, soft, fleeting, but real. A kiss. The world seemed to stop. Heat shot through her veins, uninvited, unwanted. For a moment, she felt the strength in his stillness, the danger coiled beneath his restraint. His lips didn’t move against hers, but his hand tightened on her wrist, steadying her as if she might break.

He started rubbing his hands to my shoulders and placed them on my neck. In a second, he placed his lips on my mouth, it seems like an urgent kiss. He started devouring my lips in an intense way. I shivered at his sudden action, I didn't expect this. He take my mouth biting my lips while rubbing hishands on my shoulders. He slowly take his hands from my shoulders to my neck. *****

I unbuttoned his white shirt, kissing his shoulders, then his collarbone. I couldn't help but multitask, my restless hands moving to his left chest. He didn't tremble like before, proving he accepted it. My hand began to gently massage his chest and followed by the kisses. His breathing grew more urgent, and his bony frame became evident with each deep breath, his ribs rising and falling prominently. Noticing this, I knew it was time to cherish those ribs. I kissed his ribs a few times, acknowledging their effort, before moving to his chest.

I said with a frown but of course Kris always got whatever he wanted. “ Don't worry, I'll be gentle.” He whispered as he drew circles on my shoulder and gently pulled the strap of my dress down.. Of course I was very much covered in hickeys from what he'd done but unfortunately even though I badly wanted to reject him I just couldn't.. He leaned over and planted feathery kisses on my bare shoulder. I tried not to act affected but unfortunately I just couldn't stop myself from closing my eyes as he kept trailing kisses all over my shoulders downwards to my cleavage..

He kissed my shoulders as I stared at him in the mirrors. "I kind of find it difficult to believe that you actually went out of your way to get me this dress." I smiled. He kissed my shoulders again, his large armed snakes around my small waist. His kisses trailed off to my neck, leaving feathery kisses until his lips travelled to behind my ear.

"I've read about it and even watched it. Besides, we've already committed incest. We can't make it go away. Why not enjoy each other? It's what we want." Jason rolled onto his side and reached for his mother. His hand found her shoulder and pulled her down. Linda did not resist. His hand slipped behind her neck and guided her face towards his. Their lips met. The kiss was soft and gentle at first, but soon their tongues discovered each other and mingled in a desperate dance of passion.