Tails Kisses Novels & Stories

Why? I mean, I’m not awful, but I’m also not a walking thirst trap. My idea of sexy is wearing my one good bra and remembering to shave both legs. I’m average. Small boobs. Stubborn hips. No money. Student loans. An unhealthy obsession with lemon bars. And yet… he called me Chaos like it was his favorite dessert. Cue mental spiral. My phone buzzes again. Bestie to the rescue. Talia: Are you awake? Your text yesterday made no sense!I need to know EVERYTHING! Did DANTE EVANS actually kiss you, or was it a cheek thing? I need DETAILS.

“To show how strong I am.” “Strong?” “Yes. A figure-of-eight knot—the hardest to undo.” Slowly, he bent his head over, down to my ear. “There’s no knot too hard for me. Just by kissing their tattoos, girls loosen up.” I interrupted him immediately. “How can you be sure everyone likes you?” “Small details,” he replied. “Such as?” I asked. “You haven’t asked me to let go of you.” I scoffed, pushing him hard. “Obviously, I want you to go!”

With all instructions issued, the sky outside was already beginning to lighten with the first hints of dawn. After I finished issuing all the commands, it was nearly dawn. I managed to steal a brief hour of rest before heading to the island where the wedding was to take place. I had only just emerged from the dressing room, freshly attired in my custom tuxedo, when a powerful grip suddenly clamped down on my arm. "Just what in the world do you think you're doing, Finn?" Dorothy demanded. "Do you have any idea how much irreversible damage your childish tantrum has caused?"

Cece asks her. “No, I took the day off. Aunt Cece, you missed my birthday last week.” “I know, Flower, I’m sorry. I had a show to host. But I’m sure Mummy and Daddy passed along my gift?” Lilly nods rapidly. “I really liked the dress!” A dress from Cece Louvel. Of course she liked it. This suddenly feels too intimate. Too… familial. My eyes drop to the ground. I shouldn’t feel anything. Roland and I aren’t a real couple. But hearing Lilly refer to “Daddy” and seeing Debbie here—beautiful, unreadable Debbie—creates a sharp twist in my chest.

shared Taylor, standing next to her in the corner lowering her shorts around her thighs to reveal her bare pussy. And there was Cassie, peering nervously between them. "Am I supposed to take my pants off or something? I mean, I guess I could..." The door swung open behind me. The girls tried to conceal themselves in a flash, but when they saw it was Isa, Taylored rolled her eyes and relaxed, shorts slipping down again. Not to be outdone, Tabitha hiked her dress up, ass back on display. Cassie lowered her leggings, revealing her own sculpted bottom.

His smile was calculated, but his eyes were dark like frozen lakes. Tahila, satisfied with her bow, turned back to Kira, her lips curling into a smirk as she walked toward Kira. Bending down, she grabbed a fistful of Kira's ponytail and gave it a sharp tug. "Let's finish this properly," she murmured. Kira felt like swearing at Tahila, but all she could do was groan softly as Tahila jerked her head upward with force. The sound of her groan was low, revealing her weakness and her arms flailed briefly but fell limp again, her body too battered to resist.

And then there was the slit, so high and daring offering glimpses of her long, smooth legs up to her thighs. She paired it with sleek black heels and a matching clutch, but Kai barely noticed those details. His attention was wholly, utterly consumed by her. He swallowed hard, his unreadable expression flickering ."You’re..." His voice came out hushed. "You’re trying to kill me." A slow smile curled Tiffany’s lips. "I take it you like it?" Kai didn’t answer. Instead, he stepped closer, his fingertips ghosting over the bare skin of her back. His touch sent heat spiraling through her veins. His deep blue eyes darkened, the look he gave her felt heavy and possessive.

Or maybe sending it to hell. "Thank you, Cordelia," Wallace Steele's spirit lingers a moment longer, kissing me on the cheek just before he disappears. "Good bye, Sister," Tilly comes into full view behind my closed eyes. She is beautiful, her hair swept away from her face with diamond pins that gleam like stars. "I love you." "Tilly!" I scream after her as she fades into stardust. "Wait...." "Kiss my girls for me," the wind whispers as I open my eyes.

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean