Torrid Kiss Means Novels & Stories

pangaral ng isang bahagi ng utak ko. Kaya naging mapangahas ang mga kilos ko. I tip toe, pulled his shirt close to me and threw a fucking kiss on his lips, not just a simple kiss but a scandalous one. It is soft and a little wet. Enough for him to go wild. As I withdraw myself. He pulled me a little closer instead and kiss me again. I thought it would be a short torrid kiss but a few seconds later, his lips started exploring my mouth as if it's looking for a treasure.

malambing kong saad sa kaniya. “I love you too, pero ayaw ko ng thank you, gusto ko kiss pagka-uwi ko,” saad niya sa akin na ikinatawa ko. “Oo na po, kiss lang naman pala,” saad ko sa kaniya. “Sige ha. Later bigyan mo ako ng isang torrid kiss.” Nagulat ako sa kaniyang sinabi. “Ano torrid? Smack lang,” saad ko sa kaniya at napasimangot kahit hindi naman niya nakikita ako.

Humarap siya kay Arnel at hinawakan ng dalawang kamay niya ang magkabilaang pisngi nito at inilapat niya ang kanyang labi sa labi ng lalake na gumanti ng pakikipaghalik*n sa kanya. Torrid kiss at french kiss ay kanilang pinagsaluhan. Laplapan to max na kahit halik pa lamang ay mapapaungol ka na. Bumibitiw lang saglit sa labi ng isa kapag kailangang humagap ng hangin.

He wastes no time and captured her lips. This time, marahas ang kaniyang halik na tila pinarusahan ang babae dahil sa hindi pagsunod sa kaniyang instructions. Ginalugad ni Adrian ang sulok ng bunganga ni Cassandra. As he gives Cassandra a torrid kiss, he rubs his groin in between her legs.

11: Feathery kiss Ang mapangahas na mga halik ni Rocco kay Madison ay unti-unting dumadaloy sa init ng katawan niya. Mas humigpit ang kapit niya sa polo shirt ni Rocco. The way his tongue plays inside her mouth made her skin burn for something more. Unti-unting nawawala na si Madison sa katinuan. Rocco’s left hand is on her jaw urging her to kiss back but Madison didn’t know how.

"This is madness. He'll kill you if he finds out." He grinned wickedly, his lips brushing my neck, sending sparks cascading down my spine. "Kill me? Try. But first, let me show you how it feels—free, desired, unchained." The kiss was inevitable, a collision of pent-up longing and peril. His mouth covered mine hungrily, tongue exploring, tasting of resolve and rebellion. Mine responded eagerly, fingers tangling in his hair, arching into him as his hands roamed—sliding up my sides, cupping my breasts through the thin fabric of my blouse. Fabric tore with a soft rip, exposing skin to the cool air, and I gasped into his mouth, shame melting into ecstasy.

It felt like they held the taste of something sweet, something forbidden, just waiting to be kissed. Kahit kabado, yumuko pa rin ako para halikan siya. But the kiss I had been dreaming of—one that was supposed to be deep and passionate—‘yong torrid sana—turned into nothing more than a quick, awkward smack dahil... gago, pati labi ko nanginginig. Damnit! What the hell was wrong with me? I had imagined this moment a hundred times, and now here I was, completely blowing it. ⫘⫘⫘