Sweetheart Kissed Novels & Stories

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

“This is not how you kiss Sweetheart.” …

I lost myself in his kiss. “You’ll get the only copy,” he whispered. “This is ours and ours alone. No one can ever take this from us. This is our secret, one only we share.” His breath tickled my ear and made a heat surge between my thighs. I wondered how he could make my body react so quickly without even trying. His chest was strong beneath me and I could feel something hardening against my hip. I couldn’t wait to get him back to the hotel room. “We should head back and start our honeymoon,” I whispered, pushing my hips against his. His hand tightened on my back and I wished I could have him right there on the sand.

A confident smile broke across my face when I turned around and looked at the door. My boyfriend, Alex Reyes, a talented architectural designer who respected me greatly, was standing there. He stepped into the room, cradling a bouquet of fresh lilies. His blue eyes were overflowing with tenderness and admiration as he pressed a kiss to my forehead. "You're so beautiful today, darling. I can't tear my eyes away from you. Are you ready? The flashing cameras outside are eager to capture your radiance." I shot an easy smile at him before locking arms with him as if it was second nature.

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.

My lips tease hers, seeking the friction of her mouth, urging me to feel the petal­ like softness on me. "Kiss me, sweetheart," I murmur. She inhales deeply, her hands finding the sides of my face. She tilts her head, placing her mouth on me as she closes her eyes. This time, her kiss doesn't take me by surprise; it doesn't fill me with torment. It ignites something wild instead. I move a hand to the back of her head, unleashing myself on my son's ex-girlfriend. She gasps as I pry her mouth open, kissing her the only way I know how. My lips are hungry, ravaging her. The taste of her is sweet and salty, a bit tangy from the food she just had. It floods my senses like a rush of adrenaline.

She whispered, “Kiss me. I love the way you kiss me. Like I’m the only thing in the world.” “When I’m kissin’ you, sweetheart, you are the only thing in my world.” Poised at the entrance to her body, he eased in as he took her mouth. He lost his mind in the glove-tight feeling of her pussy closing around his cock from tip to root. He broke the kiss. “Are you okay?” “Yeah.” “That wasn’t very convincin’.” Kade noticed she wore a strange expression. “What? Am I hurtin’ you?” “No.”

She catechized, her cobalt eyes fixed on Jesse's topaz blues. He took a deep breath and rustled it all out in an expeditious sigh. "I'm sorry." K reached for Jesse's nape, tip-toed, closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his. She slightly opened her mouth, darting her tongue out to meet his. Jesse wove his arms around K's back, his palms grazing her bare skin as he held her closer to him. He fought K's kisses, her lips and tongue tasted sweet and tart, like Twizzlers.

Her breath caught, and she turned her head slightly to meet his lips with her own. The kiss started out tender, slow, almost like they were testing the waters. But then, something shifted. A spark ignited between them, and the kiss deepened. Daniel’s hand slid to the back of her neck, pulling her closer, as if he couldn’t get enough of her. Tasha responded eagerly, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under her fingertips. The rhythm of their kiss grew more insistent, more urgent.

His kisses are always different but today's kiss it's so much different from others and my head is exploding with lust and need even if our bodies are entwined and Ricardo's hands are touching every part of my body leaving fire in his exploration. “ So fucking beautiful and sweet.” He slowly lowered towards my aching pussy and his lips met my lower lips in a searing kiss taking my breath away. “ Ric!” I gasped, thrashing wildly with the way he was feasting upon me and the climax which is barrelling through me. He didn't need more time to eat me out because I was already shaking and chasing away my release while shamelessly riding his tongue and face. “ You taste like sweet, Sweet honey.” His