Novel & Cerita Sonic Kissed Amy

"The moment is now getting dangerous, Selena..." The sound of his voice is luring me even more. It become much more deeper, huskier, and darker than the usual. His careful and cautious touch turns sensual and the tender rhythm of his kiss slowly become rough, demanding, and needy. On the back of my head, I know that I must complain.

Jasmine returned the favor, but had to stand on a footstool to do it. Then it was Riley’s turn, but he declared that not all the ladies had had their turn yet and held the sprig over Amy’s head. The girls cheered and took turns kissing her on the cheeks, the nose, and before Amy could make an excuse and duck away, Riley kissed her on the lips. A kiss so fast and light that there was no way anyone could take offense.

His touch was soft, as if he were afraid I might disappear if he touched me. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “Thank you for coming over for dinner.” I smiled as I stepped closer to him. “The food was wonderful. But I’m still pretty excited to try out your world famous Ramen noodles one of these days.” Gabe chuckled and then leaned in, surprising me with a kiss. The passion in the air ignited instantly as we embraced in front of the sunset. The island air blew through my hair, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and warm sand. It was a picture perfect moment; one that I never saw myself actually experiencing. This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life.

It made my heart speed up even more. He leaned forward, pulling me into yet another amazing kiss. I melted into him, pressing my palms into his muscled pecs and feeling pure strength. His fingers pulled at the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. The cool breeze from the window hit my skin, making me shiver with the unexpected sensation.

I admired that ass of his as he set up the game, thinking that this was the kind of vacation I had always wanted. *** We sat there, already completely comfortable with our naked bodies, and played Sonic 2 for about half an hour. Somehow he cheated because there was no way he could beat me that many times in a row without cheating. Halfway through a game, I heard his phone begin to ring. He set the ancient controller down on his knees and dug around in his swim trunks for his phone. I kept playing, not bothering to pause it for him. This might be my only chance to win a round.

He was about to reach for me again when the phone began to jingle off its hook yet again. “I think they want you almost as much as I do,” I said, glaring at the offending phone. Jack chuckled. He leaned forward and kissed me softly, our lips barely pressing together, but filling me with desire and the hope for more. “I look forward to seeing you tomorrow,” he whispered, and then turned and stepped behind his wooden desk. The mask of power slipped over his features, turning him cold and indifferent. I towed the empty food cart out, closing the door carefully behind me. The heavy wooden door blocked the sound of his phone conversation, and I sighed and leaned back against it. That kiss...