Soft Kissing Hour Novels & Stories

He slowly moved his hand down and in between her legs and softly touched her Sensitive bud making her whimper in sensitivity . “ Kiss me “ He whispered and she looked at him with her shy big eyes and he crashed his lips on her , kissing her . His fingers circling around her pussy making her slowly move her hips . She felt the soft pleasure rushing from her toes up to her mind and her hips unknowingly started grinding on his hand . His finger softly circling her bud , getting her all turned on and tensed making her whimper in between the kiss . “ I-I- “ She struggled to speak as he stared at her in admiration and with love. Her eyes widened as he softly pushed his middle finger inside of her.

"Let's do it again." "You really are so damn hot, Hera," Hugo whispered before planting a soft kiss. From the few times they had kissed, Hera liked something soft. Very soft and calculating. There was no rush in it, but it had a purpose, much more than just a kiss. "Ugh!" Hera moaned softly as she felt Hugo squeeze her chest. He massaged in a circular motion that gave her great stimulation. The warm water, the slippery soap scum, the totally supportive atmosphere and the way Hugo treated her really lulled Hera.

And when he takes a look at it, it was Akisha. "Ouch!" Akisha exclaimed as he was referring to her chest that was holding by Felix at that moment. Felix's face turned into red just like the ripened tomatoes when he realizes his hands was unto Akisha's chest. And he can feel the softness and hardness of her nipple at the same time. He stared at her but never takes out his hand yet to her chest. Akisha was starting to get mad that she thought Felix were intentionally grab her chest. She rolled her eyes and widened it and look at Felix in his face.

“He was different from what I expected. I thought he would be a lot older since we rarely get younger guests. Turns out he was young, maybe the same age as I am.” “Aaaand?” Selene’s wide eyes carried a lot of expectation that, unfortunately, Vivi met with confusion. “He was tall, I guess.” Selene rolled her eyes. “Was it like chiffon that would melt in your mouth? Or…” “What the heck are you talking about?” Selene took her arm and shook it. “Was it soft? Firm? Hard?” “What?” “I am asking how was he… you know.” She placed her hand in front of her with her palm out and made small circular motions.

she quickly whispered, realizing herself. Struck by how soft and tender her lips felt against his, Rock wanted to have another taste and so, with caution flung into the air, he pulled the audacious lady closer as he connected their lips once again with his fingers buried in her soft hair. He tilted his head to the side and deepened the kiss.

All she remembered was his golden touch in the garden she thought paradise. His one touch…his one whisper…his kisses to remembered for an eternity. She was…she is…she always will be Aiwa, the broken rose with smiling eyes. Her body, her mind belonged to the jackal of the night. She will never escape the shadows of darkness. Her fate was concealed on the day of sixteen candles lasting seven days. She was Gia…she was Mia, the woman with silent tears gleaming in the moonlight. Beneath the High Moon, in the Garden of Evil, forever more knowing only one touch, one whisper, one kiss, her eternity…

My heart squeezed—relief and a fresh wave of longing for my little girl all at once. “I should go soon,” I whispered. “Soon,” he agreed. “Not yet.” He rolled us, so I was tucked under him again. His mouth found the hollow of my throat, pressed a slow open-mouthed kiss there, then another lower, over the fading mark he’d left last night. We stayed like that for the promised hour—tangled, quiet, breathing in the same rhythm. No words. No rush. Just the two of us

Since she hadn’t worn any underwear the previous night, her pussy became visible. “I love how you easily get wet and ready for my monster,” he whispered seductively before winking at Isabella, which made her clit clench in anticipation as she tightened her hands on the soft mattress of the bed. Sebastian grabbed his dick, giving it gentle strokes while staring at Isabella’s pussy. He lowered himself until his dick was just inches away from her pussy, then he used the tip to part her folds. “Arrrgh,” she moaned before biting her upper lip.

Time seemed to stretch between us until he leaned in slowly, and my breath caught in my throat. When his lips met mine, it wasn’t rushed or hungry. It was slow and tender, and he pulled me tightly against him, his arms wrapping around me. It was soft , deliberate,and deep. It was like he was telling me everything he didn’t know how to say with just that kiss. His fingers moved gently into my hair, and I melted into the way he held me like I was something precious. The world vanished around us. Nothing else mattered in that moment. It was just that tender and lingering kiss, like he wanted to leave a part of himself behind with me.

Ever. My heart melted when he finally kissed me back, painfully slow, as if he was trying to fight his own instincts and conceal his anger. An arm made its way to my neck, and I followed his movement, holding the back of his neck and savoring his lips. This felt so right. He was being so gentle and slow, as if he was trying to pour all of his hidden feelings into the kiss. I wanted it to last forever, but due to a lack of oxygen, I finally had to pull away.