Sunset Kisses Novels & Stories

Luna I leaned in closer with my lips parted, ready to give him a gentle kiss. He holds my head gently in his hands, his touch sending shivers down my spine. As our lips finally meet, a surge of warmth and passion envelops us both, igniting a fiery connection that feels utterly electrifying. Slowly but passionately, the kiss deepened as his body pressed against mine, his hands exploring the curves of my back. As he finally broke the kiss, his head rested on mine, and we both caught our breath, feeling a sense of euphoria and longing.

It didn’t even bother him if he was a demon and a guy. The demon tilted his mask a little, revealing half of his face. Afterward, the demon leaned down, planting a kiss on Xurden’s lips. It was just a simple kiss, but the effect on Xurden was big. His body became hotter and his skin tingled in euphoria while his heart beat became louder. And there’s one thing that woke all his senses. The scent coming from the demon was the same as Yric.

“All my problems were so small and inconsequential there. You can feel the eons there, and it just puts everything into perspective. Plus, the stars at night are absolutely breathtaking.” “I've never been there,” I said with a shrug. “The pictures look amazing, though.” “The pictures don't do it justice.” His hazel focus came back to me. “I'll take you there someday.” A flutter went through my stomach at the casual reference to us seeing one another after this trip. “I'd like that,” I replied honestly. “I really, really would.” He grinned and moved to kiss me. His kiss tasted faintly of mustard, but I still thought it was wonderful. I treasured that mustard kiss like it was gold.

I couldn’t help it, I lean in and kiss her. The sun lit her hair golden in the sunset. Her lips were soft and warm, it is comforting. I kiss her there, taking my time, cherishing her and giving all the love I’ve stored for a year. The two kids were squealing in the distance while the others are still unaware that she was finally here.

He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue past my lips. He tasted of a sunset, if it could be described as such. There was a sweet taste that exploded inside of my mouth, just like the way the brilliant different hues of a sunset burst across the sky as the sun touched the horizon. There was a slight feeling and taste of a gentle warmth, that could only be described as the last heat of the sun being cooled by the encroaching night sky. That didn’t even explain the spark of electricity currents that were causing every nerve in my body to tingle. It was at this moment that I knew that the Goddess had chosen him to be mine. There was no mistaking that growing desire that wanted him to mark me a

he murmured, voice rough with sleep. I smiled back, sleepy and unguarded. “Morning.” He leaned in and kissed me properly then—slow, deep, lazy morning kisses that tasted like last night and promise. His hand slid under the sheet, palm warm against my bare stomach, fingers tracing idle circles that sent little shivers over my skin. I sighed into his mouth, arching just a little. He pulled back enough to look at me, thumb brushing my lower lip. “Sun’s coming up soon,” he said. “We need to be on the beach in twenty. Second session. Sunrise light is magic.”

Our kisses grew messier, more passionate — lips swollen, breaths ragged, soft groans and whispers filling the quiet space around us. I pulled him closer, one hand sliding down to grip his ass while the other tangled in his hair. Riven whimpered into my mouth, hips rolling against me, seeking friction. In that golden sunset light, with the sound of waves in the background, everything else disappeared. It was just us touching, kissing, wanting.

Sunni brushed his hand off. He looked at her for another minute making her feel awkward and like he had concluded, he slowly got up and leaned towards her. Without any warning, he placed a gentle heart sizzling kiss on Sunni's lips.... sending fantasy sparks into her youthful head...

badly. I turned and leaned up to kiss him. It was as if we were instantly transported back in time, back to our little house on the beach. Our time apart melted away as though it had never been. His hands went to the sides of my face, embracing me as he kissed me. It was the tender kiss of two people in love. Soon, however, the kiss turned from tender to passionate, as our tongues began to move against each other. I stood and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, and his hands went to my sides.

Their private veranda offered an uninterrupted view of the world-famous sunset, a spectacle of molten gold, vivid orange, and deep rose spilling over the sea. “I think I could live here,” April whispered, leaning her head against Michael’s shoulder. “We haven’t even been here a week, and you’re ready to buy a goat farm?” Michael chuckled, wrapping an arm securely around her waist. “I’m ready to buy whatever gets me this view every night,” she corrected, turning in his embrace to look up at him. The setting sun cast his face in warm, coppery light, deepening the blue of his eyes. He kissed her then, a long, leisurely kiss that tasted of the wine they’d shared at lunch and the salty air. It wa