Tododeku Kissing Novels & Stories

One last kiss. Deep. Possessive. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting of her, of them, of every filthy thing they’d done in the last fourteen days. She kissed him back just as hard—teeth grazing his lip, fingers curling into his shirt. No tears. No pleas. Just heat, raw and unrelenting. He pulled back first, thumb brushing her swollen bottom lip. “You know where to find me next December, toy.” She smiled—small, wicked, utterly satisfied. The ache between her legs throbbed in time with her heartbeat.

“Show him, then.” She didn’t hesitate. Leaned in and kissed him—soft at first, then deeper, open-mouthed. His hand came up to her neck, thumb stroking her jaw while he took control of the kiss. I couldn’t breathe. Jealousy burned hot, but so did arousal—watching her melt into him like muscle memory. Her hand moved again, settling over the thick bulge straining his jeans. She squeezed lightly, broke the kiss to whisper against his lips. “Tunde wants to see how good you still are.”

Jade smiled, "Don't flatter yourself..." They both smiled as the tension slowly piqued. "I want you", Jade whispered to Deucalion. "You have me", Deucalion said. "Then kiss me", Jade said naughtily. They both begun to kiss very passionately and intensely. Jade quickly made her way to the table and pushed all the paperwork to the floor. She sat on the table and spread her legs as Deucalion slowly ran his tongue around her pussy lips. She moaned as she felt the sensations course through her body. He started by kissing the outer folds and then gently moving his tongue along her vaginal opening. Her juices tasted so sweet that Deucalion couldn't help but lap it up like a puppy. As his tongue fou

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

“This is stupid. We should not be doing this here.” “Yet here we are,” he growled against my lips. “You could walk away but you do not. Tell me why.” I did not have an answer. Instead I yanked his hoodie off. We moved to the padded floor in the corner hands rough but the pace slower now. More intense. Kade turned me over onto my stomach kissing down my spine slow and hot. His mouth traced every bump sending shivers through me. “You taste like sweat and bad decisions,” he said voice rough against my skin. “But I still want more.”

Duke lifts Ada up, carrying her bridal style to their bed. He carefully lays her down before lifting her shirt completely off. They both remove their sweatpants before their lips connect again. Duke kisses down her neck, heading for her clit. “Just touch me, I want to kiss you,” Ada tells him. Duke smirks, allowing his fingers to play with her clit as his lips tease hers. “You know I can’t live without you,” Duke tells her. “I need you Ada, I want you more. Tell me 'yes'.”

With a guttural gasp, I exploded in his mouth. Licking my cum off his lips, Eduardo kissed my clit before standing up. “Are you good?” “No, I still need your cock.” I shamelessly responded, and his eyes darkened with lust. “You will get that when we get home, doll.”

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.