Sonic Kissing Knuckles Novels & Stories

As he was kissing her, he starts moving inside of her. Maya screams…groans…kissing…the building enjoyment driving her insane with continuous building ecstasy. He bends his fluid body in such a manner allowing her to ride him from the front. He stayed hard…he stayed in length…hitting the mark repeatedly watching her breaking out in rapture… “Maya….”

“Thank you for the hand, my dear, but I can scratch my own back.” Ever more calmly, Koumori-shishou brought the staff back in front of him and, with a fluid, nonchalant movement of his bare hand, brushed off the knives like they were icicles. The most likely explanation was that he had executed a Freezing Technique but he did it so fast that even Sasha failed to notice. All the three Slayers could see was the illusion of him dusting off Yuriko’s blades.

"Pink hole matched with your pink nipples. My dick would surely love to fuck you, Son," Shit! I don't know why but it added extra horny in me as he called me 'Son'. Hot sticky liquid covered my ass hole as he spits on it. Dr. Karsyn added a finger inserting on it. Slowly and romantically. "Ohhhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Uhhhhhh,"

His kisses were soft but filled with a burning intensity that made my heart race. Rion’s hands roamed over my body with a possessive tenderness. He trailed his fingertips down my torso, his touch sending shivers of anticipation through me. His lips followed the path of his hands, planting tender kisses that made me arch my back in response. He kissed his way down to my breasts, his tongue flicking over my nipples with a mix of teasing and urgency. I moaned, my fingers gripping his shoulders, pulling him closer.

Sonya pulled out her arm to touch Knight Richard’s cold and pale lips, elevating her feet above the ground just for rubbing those delicate lips gently and kissing his lips in a few seconds. “That’s for your love and waiting for more than hundreds of years for me…” She smiled and rubbed his lips again with her soft thumb. She sighed, turning around her head to Clayton who watching both of her and Knight Richard. She returned to face Knight Richard. She tilted her head. Rubbing his neck so gently before she put a scratch on his neck. Sonya smiled and rubbed the bleeding scratch on Knight Richard’s neck with her palm. “You know that I want to taste your blood too…” she whispered.

43 Alpha Knight released a husky growl as my fingers traced the contours of his six-pack abs. His magnificent physique left me utterly captivated by his allure. In an electrifying moment, he reclaimed my lips, gently nipping my lower lip as our gazes remained locked. One of my hands clenched his hair, sending shivers and sparks coursing through my core. I arched my back in response to his kisses trailing along my neck, igniting fiery sensations beneath my skin.

His lips attacked my neck, kissing wetly and naughtily as he worked down to my shoulder, pushing the robe further down to expose more of my skin to his heavenly lips. But somehow in the rush of passion and frenzied groping and kissing, I caught a glimpse of his knuckles and fists, they were deeply reddened. “W-what happened to your knuckles…” My voice was breathless. “Did you get into a fight?” His gleaming dark eyes met mine and I felt flips in my soul. “I don’t get into fights. I beat the shit out of people.” He said in a sensual growl and then smashed his lips on mine, his mouth plundering me wetly and with all the vulgar skills I had never experienced in my life. I moaned into his mouth,

he echoed. Seeing him hesitate, completely surprised by my suggestion, I kissed his knuckles. Then, I slowly guided his hand downward. "It's okay," I whispered. "Touch it."

Leo had sent me to sensory heaven two times in the space of a single shower. He held his body against mine, slowing his pace to a stop. Then he leaned forward and gently kissed me, teasing me with his lips. I brought my hand up to his face, smiling contentedly as we kissed. My fingers danced down his shoulders, making their way down across his biceps. His skin was slick with moisture, causing my hands to slide easily along.

The air around us seems charged with electricity and I begin to think, will he kiss me here, in front of everyone? “What is going on here?” I hear Ms. Azizen thunder as she marches into the room in a very un-ballerina-like manner. Our adoring audience scuffles into position but Adam holds my hand and raises it to his lips. Before I can let out a yelp of protest, he presses his lips to the back of my hand and staring deep into my eyes, he says, “You humble me, Gigi.” I open my mouth and close it again. I am giddy with euphoria and dizzy with love for this endearing boy standing in front of me. I wonder what he sees when he looks at me.