Torrid Kiss Means Novels & Stories

he whispered breathlessly as he continued to kiss her. Miguel's kisses were passionate and intense. They were forceful and didn't give her a chance to respond, as if he was asserting dominance and making a statement. As their kiss deepened, Caroline stopped caring about anything else. This is what she wanted. His kisses ignited something inside her. It was like fireworks on her lips, illuminating every corner and leaving a vibrant mark.

I leaned forward, closing the small gap between us. "Irene..." tumitig siya sa mga mata ko, halos dumikit na ang labi niya sa akin. "Kiss me..." I whispered. ​When his lips finally met mine, it wasn't like the harsh, possessive kiss in the condo. It was slow and gentle that tasted like salt air and forgiveness. It was the kind of kiss that felt like coming home after a very long, exhausting storm.

in front of my face. She kissed him passionately. Her lips moved aggressively on him. Hindi ko alam kung paano akong nakatayo ng tuwid kahit nanghihina. The bitch moaned and I wanted to scream so bad and stop her. Hindi siya itinulak man lang ni Forth. Hindi sumagi sa isip niya ang mararamdaman ko. Ang relasiyon namin. He closed his eyes...savoring the moment. Habang ako ay gusto nang ipikit ng mariin ang mata dahil sa nanunuot na sakit sa nakikita. When her tongue slid on his mouth... I lost it.

tawag ko sa kanya. Gusto kong iparating sa kanya na tumigil na siya pero naging pagmamakaawa ang tono ko. Muli niyang inangkin ang aking mga labi. His kiss is so deep and thorough. I felt that he is sliding his hands down my thighs and in between. One touch against my thin cloth of my underwear, he immediately knew. "Oh fuck, Mariel, your so wet. Your horny," he whispered between our kisses.

I can feel the chills down to my spine when he kissed my shoulder. "What is it again, Adira?" He said in a husky voice. Pati boses niya ay gusto kong sambahin! "Is this too small for you?" He pressed himself against me. Fuck! "Answer me, baby." "N-No.." "Were you disappointed that night?" He continue teasing me. Fuck, no! "L-Lazarus please.." Hindi ko na makilala ang sarili kong boses. "Please, what?" Inilagay ni Lazarus ang iilan kong takas na buhok sa aking likod. He traced my back. Lalong namungay ang mga mata ko!

Siguro ay paraan ito ni Luke para lumakas ang loob n'ya. "Akala ko talaga ay okay na ang sasabihin n'ya. Iyon pala ay ang mga kabardagolan ko pa rin sa dulo ang nakikita mo. Wala kang kiss at himas mamaya, Toretto. Itaga mo sa yan sa bato ," mataray na sabi n'ya sa lalaki. Hindi pa s'ya nakuntento at binigyan pa si Drake ng isang katakot-takot na irap. "What?" nagtataka na tanong nito sa kan'ya.

Mas relaxing pa dahil hindi lumabas at nagtago lang sa ulap ang haring araw. Until we dared to kiss our partner. Patagalan ng torrid kiss ang bawat kapareha. At kami ni Brad ang nanalo. “I love you, sweetheart,” he whispered huskily habang nakapulupot pa rin ang magkabilang braso ko sa batok niya at nakayakap siya sa baywang ko. “I love you even more, sweetheart.” I smiled as I stared at him. Then we sealed it with a kiss, again and again and again. Kaya nakantiyawan kami ng mga kaibigan namin. But we didn’t care. Basta masaya kami at nagmamahalan.

then he kissed her again torridly. While kissing her, he ready himself in joan's between parted legs. Joan felt his thick, long ,hard, and erect manhood sliding inside her. Hindi mapigilan ni Joan ang mapadaing dahil sa kirot na nararamdaman. Mark continued kissing her as he hold her legs and parted it more. "ohh.. Mark!" napaluha siya dahil sa sakit na nararamdaman. "Fuck, Its painful!" wika ni Joan, habang nakakapit sa balikat ng kasintahan.

Mapungay ang mga mata niya, nakatingin sa akin ngayon. Is he drunk? Lisandro crashed his lips onto mine with brutal force, silencing every breath I had. He pinned me hard against the wall, his kiss savage and demanding. I tasted the bitter burn of smoke and alcohol on his lips, then felt the harsh slide of his tongue invading my mouth without warning, dominating every inch inside. His lips moved slower now, but no less intense—each kiss deliberate, as if marking me.

I am freaking sure he is Demetri. Then, I let him... his lips crash again against mine, hungrily, desperately, and consuming. We kiss torridly, our mouths moving in sync, our breaths mingling in a fiery dance of longing and possession. His hands roam my body, exploring every inch, memorizing, claiming me as his. And I let him. Of course, I let him because I madly, desperately miss his touch.