Silhouette Kissing の小説・ストーリー

I said with a breathless sigh, shivering as his hands gripped my hips tightly and pulled me flush against him, his towel coming undone and only our bodies keeping it in place. He growled low in his chest and kissed me, his teeth and lips were aggressive and demanding, stealing every bit of breath from me. He crushed me to his chest, walking us backwards, his towel falling and all of him pressed against me, his length firm against my stomach. I wrapped my arms around him, shivering as he pulled the silk slip off me and groaned as his rough hands cupped my breasts, rolling my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I grazed my nails over his scalp and stepped back, gasping as I lost my foo

Her mild cologne scent was captivating and her milky soft skin felt addictive. Since her zip was on the back, he didn't want to move away, tearing her dress in the process. He pulled down her bra and covered his lips with her pink nipple. She moaned shyly, he smirked, took a little break and removed his jacket and shirt, her thighs were in between his knees, pinning down her lower side. If she struggled anymore, she might just get tired. He was a man and she, a woman. Greg lowered his half naked body over hers and wherever his mouth touched, he sucked, leaving visible hickeys. When he pulled off her panty, she closed her legs shyly. Greg stared into her eyes with desire and said, "Please let

placing wet kisses on her weak spot Ram roamed his hands all over her body. Koushalya closed her eyes not being able to match his phase, the erotic air between them got thicker. His heavy breaths and her silent moans filled their room like rhythmic music. Sucking and licking her collarbone he made sure that he left a few hickeys on her skin, Koushalya was slowly falling into a pool of pleasures. His way of showing his possession made her feel good about herself that she had something special inside her that never needed to be appreciated with words.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

I said, tangling my fingers in his hair. As the sun broke over the horizon, painting the world in shades of rose and fire, Silas kissed me. It wasn't a "Claiming" for the cameras. It wasn't a desperate plea for forgiveness in a library. It was a quiet, certain promise. The "Gilded Shackle" was gone. The contract was dissolved.

Thalia whispered, her voice trembling slightly. Nikolai hesitated, caught in the spell of her vulnerability. Sensing his hesitation, Thalia stepped closer into his space. She leaned up and kissed him again—a soft, deliberate press of her lips that tasted like an invitation—while her fingers found the top button of his shirt. One by one, she parted the linen, her knuckles brushing against the hard planes of his chest, revealing his well-defined abs. When she slid her palms over his warm skin, Nikolai let out a low, guttural groan.

"You are absolutely insufferable." "Insufferable, maybe," Silas murmured, his smirk softening into something intensely predatory and deeply hungry. He caught my jaw in his hand, tilting my face up. "But tonight, after we confess everything to the universe, we're doing this right. No more secrets." He leaned down, catching my lips in a deep, burning kiss that tasted of absolute possession, sealing our pact under the shadow of the oncoming moon.

I sighed and just as my grip on my wolf lessened she lunged forward and pulled Silas to us, kissing him roughly, putting all of her want for him as a mate into that kiss. He growled against my lips as he kissed me back just as eagerly, his tongue flicking across my bottom lip, my mouth opening and his tongue exploring as we both fought for dominance. I moaned into his mouth as he gripped my hips hard enough to bruise, my arms tightening around his neck, crushing my chest to his. I pulled away to catch my breath, panting as he kissed down my jaw and neck, nibbling on the skin where a mate mark would go. I gasped and shivered as my entire body broke out in goosebumps.

Dahlia’s P.O.V The kiss takes me by surprise—stunning me into stillness. It isn’t just the abruptness of it, or the way his lips move with such confidence against mine, but the sheer force of it, the undeniable heat that pulls me in, making my pulse pound like a war drum. Killian doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t falter. His fingers press into the small of my back as he pulls me down on top of him, deepening the kiss in a way that has my breath hitching in my throat.

However, after a moment, Sila surrendered to his authority and let him take over, Klaus broke their kiss and once again gazed into her eyes to make sure she wanted this, he wanted to make sure she was not forcing herself for this. But her warm gaze assured him that she desired the same thing. Resting his hand against her cheek, his thumb played with her lower lip making her whole body erupt with soft tingles. She let out a low moan and closed her eyes to feel the different sensations running in her body when he placed wet kisses on her bare long throat. Sila grabbed his arm, her nails digging into his silk shirt when he left a trail of kisses on her naked body which started squirting on the