Sonic Kissed Novels & Stories

Instead of answering, I stood on my toes and kissed him. The world exploded into sensation. Lucian's lips were warm and demanding, his hands tangling in my hair as he pulled me against him. I could taste the danger on his tongue, feel the barely controlled violence in the tension of his muscles. This was insanity, but I didn't care anymore. He backed me toward the door, his mouth never leaving mine, hands roaming down my back. We stumbled inside, knocking into furniture, desperate and graceless and perfectly reckless. "Sienna," he breathed against my neck, and the way he said my name made me forget my own moral boundaries.

I lean into her—there, on the floor, with red and crimson rays bathing the translucent furniture, with all my friends (who are still awake) watching, in between strangers and the strangeness of these new-nesses—and kiss her. Amanda jerked her head skywards as i leaned in, and the kiss lands on her arrow-pointed nose. It scrunches up and folds at the bridge, while she throws an awesome crooked smile at me. I catch it and squeeze that smile between my arterioles and ventricles. DJ Cosby or whatever he calls himself, spins the next track and scratches it until Kizz's Madu bops up.

He lifted Blakely's chin gently, lifted her tear-stained face toward him, then kissed Blakely's lips softly and deeply. The kiss was gentle. Nickson closed his eyes to savor every inch of Blakely's lips mixed with the salty taste of her tears. It all gives a perfect taste and pleasant taste. Nickson couldn't stop kissing Blakely's lips and pressed harder against Blakely's neck to deepen their kiss.

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

I looked into his blue windows of the soul, and knew that he was being completely genuine. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. As my tongue darted into his mouth, I could taste the coconut liquor on his lips, and I drank him in. He returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping his hands around my back and bringing me in closer. I pulled him into me, his skin smooth on my fingers. We broke from the kiss and I marveled at his huge pecs and abs, eying him hungrily. I knew he was looking at me the same way, and it turned me on.

He asked for this. “Let’s go, Vikings,” Maven announced referring to his teammates. He then looked at me apologetically then cupped my cheeks. “Sorry for that, mosh. I love you,” he whispered then kissed me.

It kept me guessing, forever keeping things interesting, and never grew tiresome. The one distinguishable consistency was how they kissed me. Lucas was the first to dominate me with a searing ardent kiss, parting my lips with his tongue and then sliding it against mine as I reciprocated. Mason’s kiss was softer and filled with tenderness. Grayson's kiss was suggestive, his oral skills mirroring the way he loved to flick against my clit. Alex's kiss was possessive, controlling, and full of an intensity that always left me panting for more.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.

She tells me her voice is stronger than I expect. I kiss her lips, the taste of strawberry lip gloss sweet and surprising, chasing away the shadows in her eyes, the tremor in her hands. Her lips part, a warm invitation, allowing my tongue to explore the hidden sweetness within. As she deepens the kiss, her fingers tangling in my fiery, long red hair, a shiver of pure electricity runs through me as my cock twitches. “If you kiss her much longer, we aren’t going to question Avery,” Sebastian’s gruff voice cuts through the haze, a jarring note. Reluctantly, I nibble her lower lip, the soft skin yielding beneath my teeth, before breaking the intoxicating kiss.