Triple Kiss 소설 & 이야기

I tangled my hands in Marco’s and Vincenzo’s hair as they swirled their tongues around my nipples like newborn babies not even raising their heads up. I turned my head so I could lock lips with Alessandro again, savoring the sweetness of his soft slow kisses. I was soaked already. Vincenzo kissed his way down and so did Marco. They were both between my thighs kissing my inner thighs. “We really love this place,” they uttered. Alessandro was still fondling my clit. The triplets made me open my legs wider giving them all better access to my pink hole.

“Okay, I'll believe you and I hope you really keep your promises. Alex approaches, along with Thomas, who asks: "Can we kiss you?" '' Make yourself comfortable. He hugs me around the waist and kisses me so hot it makes me moan. I'm surprised when Alex joins in, leaving me quite excited. '' Wow! “A triple kiss is always good. Thomas runs his tongue across his lips. It's gotten a little hot in here, but when I think about saying something, my stomach rumbles and everyone laughs. '' It's not funny. '' I say, very embarrassed. “Yes, dear. Christopher laughs.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

My corpse-like position after the kiss didn't take a while because the next thing I knew, someone was knocking at my door. Trevor and I exchanged looks, and I made him hide against the curtain before I stood up and opened the door. "Why?" It was Tripp on the door, and he was hiccuping while looking at me with his red face and swaying like an inflatable air dancer in front of the supermarket. "Hi Shuwi..." he said and dropped on me, then the next thing he said broke my soul out of my body. "Do you like me? Can I kiss you?" Tripp asked. The next thing I knew, we dropped on the floor, and that night, I received two kisses from different guys.

she whispered to him, suppressing the moan that tried to escape from her lips. In a nanosecond, Francis carried her with his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, finally claiming her lips. He moaned from the kiss, as he felt so hot from it. Everytime he kissed her, it was as if fire and ice met and both succumbed to the pressure, becoming one. He inserted his tongue into her mouth, tasting her as both tongues fought for dominance. It felt as if it was the first time kissing her and it seems she had gotten better than before.

She moaned softly, against my lips as she froze, too shocked to kiss me back. We parted, breathless and panting and she had her eyes casted down. “I’m sorry. I think I’m losing my mind because of stress.” I lied and let go of her but she staggered back, wet lips parted as she stared at me beautifully, though still in shock. I dapped off her lipstick off the corners of my lips and I strode back into the hall. The moment I passed through a class, I saw Alicia and the Triple A. I paused. Was it them? They were the only triplet in school? Could it be that they were having something messy with their sister?

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

And…panties melted. “So.” I took a breath when I looked up at him because he stepped even closer, only a breath away. “We’re…We’re really going to…?” I turned too breathless to finish the question. He grinned wolfishly. “Oh yeah,” he answered. “We’re definitely going to.” When his lips pressed against mine, a buzz of desire ricocheted through me with startling awareness. Why were his kisses so freaking potent? I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more.

Taking my hand, he stands up and leads me out the kitchen door. Walking out the emergency exit and standing in the alley, he leans me up against the wall and kisses me. When our lips touch, it's like fireworks and an earthquake going off all at once. My insides feel like they are about to burst when he lifts me up by my butt and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist.

She said, and cast her eyes down, shaking her head. I could see her mood swing from one of hope to one that was reflective. She thought deeply. She remained silent for close to a minute before she spoke again. “Grandson,” she bounced back much spiritedly, with warmth in her voice, “romance is like a dice; it always takes two sides to win a fortune but often, it is only one side that gets the attention. The one you love may not love you back. And it is highly unlikely that two people would love each other equally. Like the downside of a dice, a true lover isn’t one that comes with glory to seek your praise. There would be no top side of a dice if the down side decides not to rest.