Shoulder Kisses Novels & Stories

Breaking the kiss, she grabbed his hands and guided them to her ass, pressing his palms against the rounded cheeks. Jason groaned, kneading the soft flesh through her dress, his fingers digging in possessively. He buried his face in her neck, nuzzling the warm skin there, his beard scraping deliciously against her as she tilted her head to give him better access. The prickle of his stubble made her skin tingle, a rough contrast to the smoothness of his lips as he kissed and sucked at her throat. She absolutely loved it, the raw, masculine scratch that marked her as his.

I pushed my shirt past my shoulder and it fell to the floor Jake needed no further invitation as he smashed his lips gently but with the right amount of force against mine, and a groan escaped my mouth as my tongue massaged his instinctively. He angled my head, deepening the kiss and I could feel myself giving into the pleasure. Jason joined in, his mouth traveling down my neck and shoulders, leaving a tender kiss in its wake. “Can we take you to bed?” James asked, eager to join in. Jake broke off the kiss, just long enough for me to give my consent once more. He ran his fingers over the smooth skin of my jaw and brought his lips down on hers once again, allowing his tongue to probe deeper t

The first kiss to her bare shoulder sent a jolt straight to her core. Elena’s resistance crumbled. Her breath hitched, her fingers tangling in his hair as his lips traced a slow, torturous path up her neck. She tilted her head, sweeping her hair over to one shoulder to give him more room. “That’s my girl,” he murmured before trailing his mouth up her neck, each kiss slow and deliberate. She closed her eyes, letting herself sink into the sensation, the gentle scrape of his teeth, the slow burn of his kisses. Her breath hitched when his hand slid under her top, palm cupping her breast through the fabric of her bra.

He moved to them and gave them both sweet kisses as they clung to him. Catherine wrapped her arms around his neck to claim her kiss then she snuggled in and rubbed her face against his chest. When her arm brushed against his right shoulder, he winced and sucked in a quick breath. She squeaked and released him to look closer. "What's wrong with your shoulder? What happened?!?" she exclaimed and began unbuttoning his shirt to expose his skin. This triggered the other women's anxiety.

He lowered his head and let his lips land on my exposed shoulder, giving it a very light kiss. "Ohh.." I couldn't help a moan slip from my lips, feeling aroused. "You smell so good, wifey..." he muttered, making me feel even more sensual, especially when he started to run his tongue on my bare shoulders. I felt him gradually lifting my bodycon dress, which was only knee-length, as my womanhood started to get wet from what he was doing, licking my shoulder. "We're going out, Maximus," I reminded him, our eyes still locked in the mirror before me.

She instructed him what to do and he followed her every order like a good obedient student in her class. While busy cooking, she didn’t notice that one side of her shirt drops down from her shoulder but Adam didn’t miss that. His eyes latched on the revealing area of her flawless neck and the shoulder blade. Like a moth attracted to its flame, Adam walks behind her and stealthily wraps his arms around her waist, then he leans down and plants kisses on the blade of her shoulder. “Adam... stop it.” She squirmed and pushed him with her elbow but the man didn’t budge and continues his ministration over her exposed area. Tingles erupt in her skin wherever his lips met. Involuntarily her eye lids

He nearly couldn’t believe he was kissing her and that he has his tongue inside the mouth of a Milf. Fucking one had always been his dream! He continued to kiss her feverishly while their tongues were intertwined and their kissing struck somewhere down in an erotic and intense sensual blast. Her hands flew up and gripped into his broad strong shoulders. For quite a while, one kiss drove straight into the following and her fingers were digging into his shoulders.

|| Narrator’s Pov || Killian caught her lips again, kissing her hard and carried her toward the lounge chair. Rosa jerked when his palm smacked her ass. A small cry escaped her before he lowered her onto the chair and caged her beneath him. The sudden break in the kiss made her gasp. Rosa shivered when his lips dropped to her shoulder. His hand rose to cup her breast, thumb kneading her nipples through the wet fabric. “Killian~” she moaned when he sank his teeth into her shoulder.

"Thanks for the idea." I rolled my eyes and looked at the window. "Okay then," I whispered sarcastically. He laughed and grabbed my wrist, he tried pulling me but I made myself heavy. He then moved himself closer to mine as he massaged my shoulder while I remained looking at the window. "Hey, I'm just kidding." The warmth of his lips touched my shoulder. "I will not give your scent to her. It's your signature and I love it." I rolled my eyes. He massaged my shoulder slower. "Hey, Kira..." He kissed it again.

I kept quiet and just watched. He proceeded to kiss her shoulder, shifting his body a little so he could reach. His technique was simple, just slowly and steadily peppering her with kisses, the sound unmistakable when his lips made contact with her skin. He wasn't prompting her with more questions, but even so she said, "Mmm," and "Yeah" frequently as he kissed her.