Tattoo Kiss Novels & Stories

Liam placed sweet kisses on her face, as though trying to take away the pain. ''Do you want her to stop?” ''Nope!” Kate exclaimed even before Liam could finish his question and he laughed. ''Then you have to bear with the pain okay? It'll be over soon.” He encouraged. Kate nodded and bit on her lower lip, her face all red. The tattooist had drawn the butterfly wanted on her boobs, it was very pretty but it was still red and hurting so Kate didn't want to touch it. After which, she opted to get a red rose design on her ankle, Liam was against it, because she was already red from the one she had gotten but she had insisted.

he whispered, his lips grazing my ear in a tender kiss. I looked at his arm, the tattoo captivating my attention. "What's this tattoo about?" I inquired, my voice carrying a mix of curiosity and affection. Logan followed my gaze to his arm, a subtle smile playing on his lips. "This one?" he said, tracing the outline of the inked image with his finger.

I laughed at his expression of terror “The tattoo artist said it was common to feel pain in that area, since there are the ribs.” “Oh, I see.” He separated from me and brought his head towards the name to kiss it “It's very erotic, you know? It makes me lick it, kiss it and suck it...” “So we have an ink addict...” “But not in my body.” He shook his head repeatedly “In you it looks great, but just thinking that it hurts... No, that's it.” “Can I tell you a secret?” I stroked his hair when he laid his head on my stomach and looked at me from there.

Isla thought she had the perfect life—until her boyfriend and best friend betrayed her and left her humiliated. Broken and desperate to save face at a hockey party, she claims the hottest transfer student at school is her new boyfriend. The problem? Donovan Hayes doesn't just play along. He kisses her. Now the entire school thinks they're dating, and the fake relationship is starting to feel dangerously real. But with her ex determined to win her back, a captaincy rivalry brewing on the ice, and secrets threatening to tear them apart, Isla may discover that the stranger who stole her first kiss could also be the boy who steals her heart.

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.

All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses. Dean's hands flew all over me, touching me in places I hadn't been touched in quite a while. I felt the lust coursing through his body as he tugged at my shirt, and I wanted more. I wanted it so badly that I found myself jumping up and wrapping my legs around him before he even had the chance to remove my shirt. His hands grabbed me around the waist and held me up as we passionately kissed each other. My fingers went to the bottom of his ripped t-shirt, pulling it over his head.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

Sasha blurted out. Aki shrugged. “Brown Slayers have full body tattoos, right? Well, it turns out Budo’s tattoos are non-tribal and resemble those of gangsters.” “What’s his spirit animal?” Sasha asked. “A hissing cockroach,” Aki replied. All three Slayers looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

I needed more, but he had to get away. I take a step back, turning to move…my hand moving to my lips. His kiss…his kiss was too soft. Before, at the beach club, he kissed me like he owned me, like he possessed me. Like I would be the only one he would kiss for the rest of his life. The kiss just now was different… I turn, looking at him…he was covered in complete black. Covering his entire body…every part that is tattooed…even his neck.