Shoulder Kisses Novels & Stories

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

I whispered, biting my own lip in anticipation. Jason laughed, removing my lips and teeth before leaning in to kiss me passionately, proving his love without saying a word. "Only I can bite your lip like that," he whispered against my lips, making my heart race even faster. The intensity of his kiss left me breathless, knowing that his love for me was undeniable.

She felt a delicious surge of want and he touched her bare shoulder, his eyes glowing golden for a moment. The man leaned forward to her shoulder, kissing her bare flesh and sending shivers of delight down her spine. She moaned softly as he nibbled her. She wanted him to devour her. She kissed his ear, and he made a sound that made Chloe's blood heat in the most delicious fashion. Her hands went to his shoulders, her right hand finding the rough skin of a scar. It didn't surprise her; she somehow knew it was supposed to be there.

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

His clothes brush against me, the woollen fibres of his sweater tickling, the fabric of his jeans scratching my skin. Sweeping up into my hair, he gathers it in, raising it and exposing my neck. Then with a twist, he pins it up. Laying hands on my shoulders, his breath washes over me, laving me in his heat. I quiver at the softness of his lips brushing over me, then the wet heat, and the soft gnawing of his teeth as he mouths over my shoulders, biting gently. My pussy purrs then liquifies. I semi-turn, wanting to return the kiss, but his grip on my shoulders tightens. "You may not move. I have not given you permission."

Gently closing his eyes, he kissed her fingers tenderly and dragged his lips all the way to her shoulder whilst still kissing her soft skin. He kissed her shoulder blade. Kissed the side of her neck. Kissed her pink cheek. And kissed her plump lips. At first, he was soft and gentle. But when he licked her lips, she parted her lips and let him explore her mouth, tasting the saccharine taste of her tongue.

My mind was too hazy to think straight. "You smell so fresh too." "I had just showered before I came to you", he told me, then with a glint in his eyes, he kissed my shoulder. Then he kissed my skin one inch away from my shoulder, not breaking the eye contact. Then another inch down. And another. Another. Until he had kissed all of my fingers. He moved to my other arm and did the same thing. Kissing my shoulder, triceps, biceps, elbow, the inside of my arm, my wrist, my palm and my fingers. Slowly. Carefully. Tenderly. Not breaking eye contact. Smiling once he was done with each kiss.

The cool breeze from the window hit my skin, making me shiver with the unexpected sensation. Ducking his head, he kissed the lace along the edge of my bra, sending heat straight down to my legs. My lips kissed his jaw, the corded muscles of his neck, his shoulders-- any patch of perfect skin I could reach. I couldn't resist taking a bite of his muscled shoulder. I couldn't control myself. “Do it again,” he dared me, nipping at my own shoulder and making me shiver. Looking behind him at the couch, I pushed his shoulders gently to sit. He willingly obliged, looking me up and down before I straddled his lap. The bulge in his pants pressed upward against the ache of warmth between my legs, teasi

Goosebumps erupt when I felt his heavy and got breath fanning my left shoulder. I could hear my heart pounding vigorously inside my chest, ready to jump out. On its own, my head tilted to the side sensing his movement. I could imagine him smirking at my act. In no time his soft, full, and hot lips came over my left shoulder making me arch my back, backward and squeeze shut my eyes while biting my lower lip. At first, his lips merely touched my shoulder. However, getting on his knees behind me he gave a wet kiss there which turned into a mouthful kiss. He licked the area, sucked it as some sort of honey he was getting from it, and lastly, he gave me a hickey at that place making me moan hard.

He places a soft kiss on my shoulder. “I love your shoulders.” I hiss through the mix of pleasure and slight pain. My head rolls to the back, mouth pared in silent moans. He groans as he slips the tip of his length. “I love your waist.” he makes sure to let me know how much by kissing the middle of my back. I feel tingles spread from where his mouth meets my skin. “Ohhhh…” The moan slips through my mouth and I shiver,