Sonic Boom Kiss Amy Novels & Stories

she looked at his hazel eyes. Chris caressed her cheeks, "I was in need of caress and when I saw the love of my life walk to the restroom, I couldn't help myself." Kimberly pushed his palms away from her cheeks, "and we ended up doing more than caress." "Don't tell me that you regret it," he looked anywhere but not her, "because I don't." He was telling the truth and she knew it, "I don't and I'll never do that." He pecked her lips.

I greeted her but she remained standing there and eventually crossed his arms while looking at me. "You look lively now. You're obviously hooked on a big fish." Ammy said suddenly. I wanted to smile at what she said but I knew she sounded sarcastic. "Well, you're really successful at flirting, aren't you?" She added and my eyebrows finally rose. My brows furrowed and face her bravely. What is she trying to say.

Taking my hand, he stands up and leads me out the kitchen door. Walking out the emergency exit and standing in the alley, he leans me up against the wall and kisses me. When our lips touch, it's like fireworks and an earthquake going off all at once. My insides feel like they are about to burst when he lifts me up by my butt and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist.

I kissed him like I had wanted to kiss him every day since we said goodbye. I would have kissed him for forever, but a truck zoomed past, shaking the car and honking loudly. Dean and I were startled out of the kiss, noticing that sunlight was now filtering through the car windows. The rain had slowed from the torrential downpour back into a light mist. The sky was lighter and the thunder no longer made the ground shake. Our gray world of rain had dissolved, and we were back in the real world. Dean let go of my hand. "Dean, I-" I started, my hand touching my lips. I wanted to kiss him again, but now the world could see us.

She shifted under me, hips rolling slow, searching for more when there was nothing left to give. “Summer—” I rasped, voice shredded. “Don’t. Don’t stop. Too good. Fuck.” Her soft moans sent a shiver down my spine. I thrust deeper, my senses clouding. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, pussy clenched around my length so tight I wanted to cum. Fuck! She was so damn sweet. I leaned in, crashing my lips onto hers in a passionate kiss. Another knock. Harder. A muffled voice behind it—low, agitated. I didn’t catch the words. I just didn’t care to. I broke the kiss to catch Summer’s eyes. They were hazy with lust and rolled all the way to the back of her head.

"Linda yelled loudly, feeling disappointed. At the next restroom, Amelia began hearing a cheering voice that she immediately cut off the call and rested her ears on the wall just to hear the conversation. "A VIP night party will be organized by Kings hotel to celebrate Stanley's victory"Amelia could hear the voice from the other side of the restroom. Amelia rested her head on the wall just to be sure she didn't misheard it . " What a perfect place to kiss Stanley!" She mumbled under her breath.

Chapter One: The Night It All Began Isaac “Isaac, take Lydia and hide!” My dad’s voice cut through the noise like a knife, sharp, panicked. I froze. My little hand clutched Lydia’s tight. She whimpered, her tiny fingers shaking in mine like they might slip away. The fire was everywhere behind us, lighting up the house in angry orange and gold. Everything was breaking. Crashing. Screaming. Then I heard it—Mom’s voice. Her scream. It cut through me like a sharp knife.

That couldn’t be Amy, it had to be someone else. “Is that Amy?” Yuri whispered. “Amy doesn’t giggle.” I didn’t know why I whispered back, it wasn’t as if we wanted to sneak up on them. Nicole stayed close to the wall and peeped on the other side, she pulled back really fast and gasped almost inaudibly, “It’s Amy. And she has gone nuts.” She whispered, holding back a laugh. Yuri and I stayed close to the wall and peeped too. Behold, I saw my best friend Amy, who had claimed that she hated when her saliva had to mix with another person’s, standing there and was just about to be kissed by Lucas.

Balls deep - quite literally - inside her. “A-Amy? What are you doing here?” Tyler asked awkwardly. “What am I doing here? In my own fucking flat?” “I didn’t- I didn’t know you would be coming home early today.” “No fucking shit Sherlock!” I screamed. Tyler scrambled to his feet quickly, pushing Charissa off him and onto the bed, while simultaneously covering himself with the blue throw blanket. “I-I’m sorry, Amy, I-I don’t know what came over me”, he stuttered, closing the distance between us.

To admit his flaws, to give explanations for his wrongdoings, in front of so many influential people — it was on another level. My heart melted. Tears escaped my eyes before I could stop them. Ryan came to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. Not a peck, not a staged kiss for the cameras, but deep, passionate, consuming. His lips pressed against mine with urgency, with desperation, with a rawness that spoke of regret and longing. It was as though we poured all our emotions into that kiss — the years of silence, the pain, the love we had buried. For a moment, I believed there was hope. That maybe, just maybe, we could give ourselves another chance.