Sonic Kissed Novels & Stories

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 felt like a schoolgirl alone with her crush for the first time, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “I have wanted to do this all night,” Jack whispered, reaching his hand to my chin. He gently guided me to his lips. Fireworks exploded in my brain and I swear a brass band was playing a happy song as he kissed me. I pressed up against him, feeling his strong body mold into mine. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in closer as his tongue quested for mine. I could have stood there kissing him for the rest of the evening, but the phone began to ring again. Jack ignored it for a moment, but when the shrill sound refused to stop, he released me. His kisses left me breathless, dizzy and cra

CHAPTER: 24 || RECOMMEND SONG: Lips On You By Maroon 5 || Damien kissed her fiercely. At first, Viona was in a daze and didn't loosen her lips until Damien used his sharp teeth to open her mouth. Viona moaned in pain snapping out from her thoughts and this time, she granted her full access to him. As soon as Viona unlocked her mouth, Damien deeply shoved his tongue inside the midst of her mouth. The kiss was extremely fierce as if he was claiming something which belonged to him from the inception. His tongue swirled inside her mouth leaving a heated sensation that Viona had never felt before. She could admit that no one had ever kissed her such passionately.

I approached him, without touching him, and asked. - Are you sure? - I'm not saying that I accepted you as a mate, but I can't stand being alone at the moment. The feeling of being dirty after what my father did to me is killing me. I know I'm being selfish and using you, but can you s... - I cut him off, bringing my lips to his. Our clothes are ripped from our bodies, and our lips meet in a passionate kiss. Under the warm water, I make love to him and feel my body relax. This time, Sonny's under control. We can't try to mark him this time.

I guess she thinks I can't hear her, since she's whispering, but I can hear her fully. Then our lips make contact. I grab her cheek in support, as our lips move in sync. I cannot believe this is happening. I'm kissing Heaven Martinez and I'm not pushing her away? I'm not feeling disgusted. I am feeling some sort of likeness, and it's scaring me. After a few seconds of kissing she taps my thigh, not knowing what she wants, I lift myself on top of her as she puts her hand on my lower back, almost touching my ass.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

“This is not a thing. You kissed him. It was good. Let it go.” I heard a soft knock and I opened the door thinking it was a flight attendant. It was him. Before I could speak, he slipped in and locked the door behind us. “I followed you this time” he said, voice rough. Needy. I forgot how to breathe. The space between us felt tiny. He looked at me, his voice quieter now. “We don’t have to do names. Or details. But I want to kiss you again.” I swallowed. “Then do it.”

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.

He kissed the tip of my nose and reached into his pocket. "I want to make sure it doesn't hurt," he whispered to me, and then kissed me again. I nodded at him to say okay. I could not see what he was doing, but I heard the pop of a tube and then it closing shut. Then Todd turned back to me and kissed me gently. His fingers moved under my dress again and gently headed to my core, teasing as gently as he had been doing, and my inconsistent breaths came back as though they had never left.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.