Suits Kisses Novels & Stories

Bastien leaned in toward her lips and whispered her name: —"My sweet Kitty..." Kate, feeling his minty breath and the warmth of his body, felt sparks ignite on her skin. Butterflies fluttered wildly in her stomach. She had never felt this way with her boyfriend. She closed her eyes and let Bastien take her mouth. Even though it wasn’t her first kiss, his lips felt sweet, soft, and warm. His tongue asked for permission to enter, and Kate didn’t hesitate to grant it. Bastien’s hand rested on her cheek, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. Kate’s heart pounded so hard it echoed in her head, just like Bastien’s. They slowly pulled apart, and he rested his forehead against hers.

he melted into her, holding her tightly like she was the most precious person to him, and at that moment she truly believed she was. Their lips gently brushed against each other, creating a tender and sweet sensation. It was a soft and delicate kiss, filled with warmth and affection. Time seemed to slow down as they savored the intimate connection between them. The touch of their lips was gentle, when Killian's tongue found its way into her mouth, Lisa shivered in delight.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

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.

she began, but he interrupted her. “Stop talking,” he said quickly, rushing toward her. He silenced her with a deep kiss that took her by surprise, forcing her to steady herself. He kissed her with a fervor that left no room for breath; her bag slipped from her grasp as she found herself kissing him back, surrendering to the moment. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, causing the world around them to dissolve into nothingness. Jimmy’s arms encircled Susan, drawing her ever closer. The kiss was charged with intensity, and their emotions surged like a tide.

With a soft, understanding sigh, I surrendered and let him take total lead. He cupped my face gently, nuzzling his nose against mine, which coaxed a small, breathless giggle out of me. Then, slowly, with agonizing softness, he finally connected our lips. The kiss was incredibly sweet, free from rushed lust, and filled with a deep, pure love. He savored the feeling of my lips against his before deepening the pressure. Every movement remained deliberate and teasing, yet entirely devoted.

"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.

My cock responded with full effect, standing upwards, fighting its way through the pants. I held Trie's hand and stopped her from going further. I lowered down and crushed my lips on Suzzy's. She gasped at the sudden movement. I kissed her savagely, thrusting past her lips and savoring the taste of Tequila as I drank from her. I later eased back.

" What?? What nonsense is this? I don't want any gift as dues. I wanted you to give me a kiss. " " Open the bag, Mr Fiance... " " No !! I want kisses. " " Open the bag, I will give you kisses." I smiled and opened the bag but my smile dropped as soon as I saw what it was... " This is not done. I don't want them." " But you said you wanted kisses. " " I wanted kisses from you. Real kisses, not these Hershey's chocolate named as Kes. " " But you said you want me to give you kisses... "

And…panties melted. “So.” I took a breath when I looked up at him because he stepped even closer, only a breath away. “We’re…We’re really going to…?” I turned too breathless to finish the question. He grinned wolfishly. “Oh yeah,” he answered. “We’re definitely going to.” When his lips pressed against mine, a buzz of desire ricocheted through me with startling awareness. Why were his kisses so freaking potent? I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more.