Sonamy Kiss Novels & Stories

He groaned, immediately pulling back while my eyes widened and my heart raced, feeling my cheeks flush a deep red. “Koda?” Adam asked, getting up from the grass and acting like nothing had just happened. “Dude, what the fuck are you doing?” I heard another male voice, to which Adam started to step away from me. And just like that, our passionate kiss was over and a part of the past. A memory. “Little shit, you should be in bed, get back inside the house!” Adam whisper-yelled at his younger brother. The one I had also spotted at school, the one who was already way too popular with girls for his age.

023. Their lips collided in a passionate crash, sending shivers down her spine. Axel's kiss was intense, all-consuming, and utterly intoxicating. His tongue teased hers, igniting a fire that spread through her veins like wildfire. As he deepened the kiss, Amber's thoughts dissolved into chaos. Her heart pounded, her senses reeled, and her body melted into his. She was lost in the storm of sensations, unable to escape the torrent of desire he unleashed. Axel's grip on her wrists tightened, his fingers intertwining with hers as he explored the depths of her mouth. The world around them dissolved, leaving only the thrum of their racing hearts and the sweet, sweet torture of their kiss.

My eyes go wide. His body is right up against mine now, pushing me into the wall. He looks down into my eyes, still glowing. My hands instinctively went up to his chest to keep him at a distance, but he wasn't having it and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. I feel my towel loosening, threatening to fall to the ground and expose my body. Before I have a chance to break eye contact, his other hand grabs my chin, and his lips crash into mine. He kisses differently than Cyrus’ gentle, passionate kiss. Samson’s is full of fiery passion; he kisses me hard and rough, taking my breath away. I whimper as he deepens the kiss, and a growl of approval comes from him.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

Her incandescent gaze locked into mine. Her lips against my throat. I close my eyes. I am lost. — You lie so well to others… but not to me. Her mouth travels up to mine. She brushes my lips. Not a kiss. Just a threat. A promise. — Do you want me to kiss you, Éric? I nod. — Say it, she commands. — Kiss me, Jade. Please… She smiles. And she kisses me. Not a kiss. An inferno. She devours me. She crushes me. She tears me away from myself. And I let her.

The atmosphere inside the car instantly turned icy. She turned away again, presenting me with the back of her head and making it clear she had no intention of continuing the conversation. After a while, I took the initiative to break the silence: “What’s the name of this marriage candidate? I should at least know who my future husband is. “If he’s some eighty-year-old grandfather, I’ll need to stock up on heart medication in advance.” Her eyes remained closed. She didn’t even bother looking at me. “Julian Cooper. About your age.”

I'll choose kissing her over pranks any day. We stop by Derrick and Camden's locker first and it's at the tip of my tongue to warn them about Rain's prank but I keep my mouth shut. If I'm going to sleep with her, I should start being nice to her. Should I recorded this and send to her as a gesture of good will? I chuckle to myself. Am I really ready to shove my friends under the bus for a chance at pussy? Who am I? Rain and a girl that's dating one of her stoner friends enter the hallway and they try to pretend they're not watching us. Rain's eyes don't meet mine. She's looking everywhere but at me. Glad to see I'm not the only one affected by the kiss.

But with every kiss, every touch, they crumbled a little more. Damon moaned between the kisses, his desire flaring up as he held both of her buttocks with his hands and squeezed. She gasped, deepening the kiss as his hardness pressed against her stomach. “Damn it, Amara,” he groaned, pulling her closer. “You make me go insane.” Damon grunted between kisses, squeezing her boobs, causing Amara to moan loudly as she kissed him deeply, trying to match his pace. “Claim her. She is ours.”

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.