Novel & Cerita Tails Kisses

I blinked fast, swallowing the sudden burn of tears. ‘Cass?’ I mindlinked, keeping my face blank. ‘Yes, baby?’ His deep voice was immediate, warm. ‘I never asked… who told you about the almost kiss with Mason?’ Heavy silence settled. ‘Tasha.’ The world tilted. Of course. “Why are we here, Tasha?” I whispered. She turned around slowly. Her hands drifted behind her back, not naturally, but as if she was trying to hide something. “What’re you talking about, Talia?” She let out a laugh. Thin. Hollow. “We’re hiking.”

Mahira’s hands slid further down and reached his soft balls, she grabbed them gently and moved her hand in a circular move, delighted at the soft sound that came from Tazz’s throat He left her lips and placed his hand on her head suddenly, forcing her to go down on her knees, she did so and as if on cue, she knew she had to help him, she licked the tip of his phallus with the tip of her tongue, teasing him, Tazz grabbed her hair in his fist

Her tits looked incredible. "Hi Tilly," he said as she pulled back a few inches and caught his gaze. She was beautiful -- deep brown eyes and plump, full lips. On an impulse, he leaned forward, and kissed her cheek in return. Her skin was perfectly smooth and soft. The thought flashed across his mind: did her tits feel just as smooth and soft as her cheek? "All this cheek-kissing," said Lisa in a teasing voice. "There you both go, kissing each other on the cheek. Tilly, don't you ever wish somebody would kiss you somewhere a bit more exciting?"

she grunted. But no one paid attention. Today is her 365th day at work! Today is her anniversary! So why is everyone ignoring her? Tiffany puffed her cheek in annoyance. She was just about to walk out of everyone’s sight when someone from behind tugged her blouse. She was not feeling so happy so she turned with her brows arched. But upon seeing who it was, her annoyed look immediately shifted. The corner of her lips lifted uncontrollably as she greeted the person with open arms.

All she remembered was his golden touch in the garden she thought paradise. His one touch…his one whisper…his kisses to remembered for an eternity. She was…she is…she always will be Aiwa, the broken rose with smiling eyes. Her body, her mind belonged to the jackal of the night. She will never escape the shadows of darkness. Her fate was concealed on the day of sixteen candles lasting seven days. She was Gia…she was Mia, the woman with silent tears gleaming in the moonlight. Beneath the High Moon, in the Garden of Evil, forever more knowing only one touch, one whisper, one kiss, her eternity…

"You look stunning." Tasha smiled nervously. "Thanks, Debs." "You got this, girl. Just remember: he might be tall and delicious, but you're the damn prize." Tasha laughed. "Say that again while I'm not sweating through my bra." “Now go knock him dead.” Tasha descended the staircase slowly. Her peach dress caught the candlelight, flowing like silk around her legs. Her curls were soft waves tumbling past her shoulders. Joseph looked up the moment he heard her steps, and he froze.

She sneered, venting her anger on the clothes that she threw into the box. Her door opened and a blond girl walked in to see this scene. "Can't you knock?" Tania spoke harshly the moment she saw the girl. It was none other than her step-sister Kaila, who just clocked eighteen this month and had become the pack Luna almost immediately, as they found she was the Alpha's true mate. “I'm sorry, Tania, I was too anxious.” She spoke softly in response, a sharp contrast to the harsh words of Tania and she didn't look mad at her reaction at all.

She was blinded by pleasure. His tongue was lazily dancing over her pussy, awakening every sense of pleasure that was left in her. "Please, let me come." "No." He slid out his tongue, intentionally punishing her for yelling so loudly. "I'll leave you here." Pressing a kiss to her lips, he attempted to walk away, but Tessa grabbed him. "Tessaline." His lips curled.

She tossed her hair, trying to look effortlessly gorgeous. Theresa grinned. “Your turn, Kade.” He picked a card with that slow, cocky confidence and flipped it. A diamond. A dozen girls gasped. Theresa’s grin stretched. “Dare. I dare you to kiss Cassandra for five minutes.” More gasps, whispers, someone even dropped a cup. Collins muttered, “Hell no,” under his breath, shaking his head angrily. Cassandra froze. Her excitement flickered across her face too visibly. She pretended to shake her head, pretending she didn’t want it, but everyone could see the thrill in her eyes.

The world outside the closet faded away, leaving just the two of us. When my tears finally stopped, I leaned back, my face drying but my hands still trembling. My gaze flickered to his lips, so close and inviting. Without thinking, I rose onto my toes and pressed my lips to his. I placed my hands on his shoulders as our lips locked. I liked the taste of it and without even realizing, we were already deep into it. I took out my tongue and let it tangle with his.