Spider-man And Silk Kiss の小説・ストーリー

God, why does he have to be such a good kisser? ​Due to the lack of oxygen, I was forced to pull away, but Draven didn’t stop there. Instead, he started leaving a trail of hot kisses along my jawline and down to my neck, nibbling and sucking on my soft spot before moving up and kissing the corner of my lips, then back to my neck again, making my whole body quiver in pleasure. I gasped when he squeezed my thighs and tugged on the skin of my neck, causing me to moan again. No, this was getting too intense and I have to control myself...but I can’t, and I don’t want to.

“No matter what. I’d always come back.” And then, he pulled her in, and their lips met in a kiss that was unlike any they’d ever shared before. It wasn’t a kiss of passion or desire, not exactly. It was a kiss of survival, a kiss of gratitude, a kiss that said I’m here, you’re here, we made it. It was a kiss that tasted of smoke and tears and cold water, but it was also a kiss that tasted of love, of hope, of the future that was still waiting for them.

Killian murmured against her skin. His hand slid beneath the silk of her dress, finding the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Sienna closed her eyes, feeling a surge of desire far more potent than anything Dominic had ever ignited. Killian knew exactly where to touch, how to apply pressure, and when to leave a sharp bite that made her lose all sense of reality.

He looked at Silas, then at me, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his face. "Is it time?" Jonas asked. "She’s worked hard," Silas answered, dropping his shirt to the floor. "She deserves a more... comprehensive reward." Silas didn't waste time with a slow build. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back so I had to look up at him, and kissed me with a clinical, biting hunger. It wasn't like Daniel’s kiss; it was an exploration, a demand for total surrender. While Silas occupied my mouth, Jonas moved behind me. I felt his large, warm hands slide under my robe, his fingers tracing the line of my spine before he gripped my hair from the other side, pinning me between them.

"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.

With her windpipes crushing, it was impossible to say a spell for her to acquit. “Hudson, stop this!” When he does not cease his death grip, I climb on his back hooking my legs to his hip and extend my hands on the one that held onto Silva, and implore him to free her. “Hudson, please let her go. It’s not what you think!” Failing to undo his unyielding grip, I smeared kisses along the side of his neck, licking my mark. It worked effectively as his fingers loosened and Silva dropped on the couch.

My words die down at my throat, refusing to rescue me from this predicament. And then something happens which silences me more than anything else can. Spencer silences me with a kiss. Not just a kiss. It's full of passion, lust and desire. His hands find my cheek as they hold them tenderly, pulling me closer to deepen the kiss. I give in to the kiss. Pulling him close by pulling on his shirt, I start to kiss him back just as passionately. Our kiss lasts for a long moment, both savouring the moment as if it was a one-time thing, as if he won't even have the chance to do it again.

asked Sumico smiling exultantly. “Not enough, Sumi Darling… Give me more and more kisses…” tweeted Virando cutely and adorably. Sumico subsequently cut the distance between both of their lips. Virando held his gentle beautiful queen’s head for a little while to deepen their kissing, sucking and a bit squashing.

"I don't know. Maybe being in solitary confinement for months can do a lot to you and it can make you ponder on the things that matter most in your life. Life happened to me, Sara." He responded. "I don't know. I don't think I can fight this, Silas. I don't think we should be together." I said, courageously. "Tell me again only after this." He said and he planted his lips on mine and cupped it. For a second, I struggled with him. After a short while, I gave in and drank in his passion. His kiss was different from Damon's. Damon's kiss was tender and soft, but Silas' own was different. It seemed more passion and fierce.

He kisses all the way down and kisses my inner thighs. My core aches for them. I never got to solidify my relationship with Cyrus, so now will be as good a time as any. I feel Kendrick lick my core, and I gasp as my eyes widen from the sparks that shoot throughout my body. He smiles up at me before burying his face deep in my core. My eyes land on Silas again, and he hums once more, sending me over the edge. Kendrick doesn’t stop until I have completely ridden out my climax, and then he slowly works his way back up my body. I breathe heavily, leaning into Cyrus as Kendrick kisses my lips tenderly, tasting myself all over him.