Thousand Kisses Deep Novels & Stories

This kiss was different from all the kisses we had before. It was deep and passionate. It was as if he wanted to devour me. I felt his body's reaction, but I had no time to think about that at all. I was engrossed in the kiss, and my knees weakened. I had long forgotten about those people in the capital. All my heart and soul was on the man before my eyes. I had no idea how long it went on before James let go of me. His voice was husky as he said, "It's getting late. You should head to bed. Good night, Leah."

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

My subconscious kept yelling at me to stop him but I was lost in the pleasure of his kisses, which made me want more. “I only know two things…” He kissed my cleavage then moved his lips to the right. “To kill and to kiss.” Then his lips traveled to the left. “And whenever I see you, I want to kiss you.” Saying it, he landed his lips on mine. I kissed him back trying to suck away all his sadness, worries, and whatever he was facing. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer to me. He deepened his kiss making me almost lose my breath.

The assistant's voice grew quieter and shakier, laced with fear. "We've used every connection we have to check her travel records and movements, but… there's nothing. No trace at all." Enzo stood rooted to the ground, stupefied. The phone slipped from his hand and hit the floor, the screen shattering on impact. As he stood frozen and hollow-eyed, and the wedding hall erupted into uneasy whispers, the massive LED screen at the center of the venue flickered to life without warning. The slideshow of romantic wedding photos abruptly vanished, replaced by a grainy video clip—surveillance footage from a school hallway.

It was like poison bubbling under my skin, and any second now, it was going to blow. 6:02 a.m. My phone buzzed. Caller ID: Lion Dickhead. Of course it was him. I picked up without saying a word. He didn’t deserve a hello. His voice came through smooth and smug. “Revenant. Your ride’s outside. Everyone’s waiting at the Iron Citadel. They’re excited to meet the legend.” Legend, huh? Cute. I smirked coldly, lips pulling back lik,e a wolf about to bite. "They want The Revenant?” I said, voice low.

I continue the trail of gentle, lingering kisses, squeezing the absolute life out of her ass cheeks. "So much to own, not enough hands to grab" I note, kissing until my lips finally reach the slick, swollen center of my favorite meal. "You are such a fucking delight, firecracker." I confess against her heat and she thrusts forward slightly. Each deep kiss is accompanied by my thumb finding its way into the tight crack between her ass cheeks. I circle it. "Master..." I look up at her through my lashes, watching her face twist with pure ecstasy. "And you take me so damn well." I thrust my thumb in. Her breathing turns completely labored. Her stomach clenching and unclenching violently as she t

I looked into his blue windows of the soul, and knew that he was being completely genuine. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. As my tongue darted into his mouth, I could taste the coconut liquor on his lips, and I drank him in. He returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping his hands around my back and bringing me in closer. I pulled him into me, his skin smooth on my fingers. We broke from the kiss and I marveled at his huge pecs and abs, eying him hungrily. I knew he was looking at me the same way, and it turned me on.

then his lips are on mine again, its deep but gentle, his kiss gets intoxicating as he carries me and I'm still sitting on his laps with his dick still inside me it goes deeper in due to the position I'm staying He thrusts into me, its slow, deep and maddening. I wanted pain but Draven proved me wrong!, he gave me this feeling I didn't know I needed I Lurge my hands over his head and depens his kiss gently meeting the same energy, my hips go up and down gently meeting the beat of his own hips with mine it seemed like we kissed forever but who cares?, it's felt like it was going to be the last kiss we would have we are so entangled into each other that sweat covers our bodies

“A love so deep, so consuming.” “You’ve earned it,” Aaron whispered back. “You’ve given me more than I ever thought I deserved. You’re my everything, Sofia.” She looked up at him, tears shimmering in her eyes. “And you’re mine. No one else has ever made me feel this way.” Aaron leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both tender and searing. It spoke of promises kept and futures still to come. Sofia melted into him, their connection deepening with each passing moment. His hands gently cupped her face as he kissed her again, more passionately this time, as if he couldn’t get enough of her.

Going deeper. Deeper. We continue making out passionately, our kisses rough and forceful. The overwhelming sensations electrify every nerve in my body. Our skin glistens with sweat. He breaks our kiss and clenches his jaw, trying to suppress a moan that escapes from deep within him. "Fuck," he manages to utter. I push even deeper into him, our chests pressed tightly together. The intensity of our connection drives him to rake his fingers down my back and grip my ass firmly. He bucks his hips, urging me to go deeper. It's as if he's fucking me.