Upon Her Lips Novels & Stories

Her growl turned into a squeak when I stepped closer to her, invading her personal space and she stepped back an inch, hitting the counter in the middle of the tiny kitchen. She looked up at me, panic and desire swirling in those lush green orbs. Her lips were dark red. Even without the usual dark red lipstick she wore, it was still a red so deep, it almost looked poisonous. I can't even say she poisoned me because I took her before I ever tasted those lips. I raised my hand to her face, my gaze darkening as I ran a thumb over her lip, tugging down on the bottom one a bit. "I wonder what it would take to train you to talk to me with a bit more respect."

I parted the kiss, our breaths were heavy, her warm breath smothering my lips. 'What just happened?' that thought kept repeating itself in my head, it felt surreal. I licked my wet bottom lip and couldn't help to admire her beautiful makeup and her short hair, it is a new look that I really love, she opened her eyes slowly and her lips curved into a smile, she bit her bottom lip, she was provoking me to kiss her again but I had to control myself. "I can't believe you are back," She finally spoke and bit her red lip again, she used her finger to wipe away the lipstick stain on the side of my lip.

Just an equally beaming smile and his lips pressed so happily on her cheeks. “Uh-oh.”

Moles on his lower lip, above his right nostril, and under his right eyelid near his waterline. She pouted when her gaze moved to his lips. The shape of his lips are subtle. His upper lip is slightly longer and rounded than his longer lip. Her heart beat faster and faster as she rise her hand to touch his face but then she stop herself not to. How could his lip be even redder than her? She lick her lips and looked down at the man in front of her. She's just stared at him for a few more seconds before slowly taking his both hands and then lifting them. She just hope she can pull it towards the cave.

he stated in a rigid tone while his gaze fell on her lips she was biting. His face inched closer to hers as he locked his lips on her soft pink ones..

She opened her eyes to live her dream. There he was. Sleeping peacefully. But still causing her trouble. Making her insides curl. Causing her heart to lose control and driving her senses crazy. Her lips pulled up in a smile as her hand reached for his face. She let her index finger run along the length of his handsome face. The pad of her finger skimming along with his forehead, aristocratic nose, pink lips, sharp jawline. Her finger trailed back to his lips. The lips she had tasted countless times but still hadn't gotten enough of it. The feel of his lips against the pad of her finger fired up her thirst once again. She wanted a taste of it. And so she went for it.

I chuckled as I stared at her, taking a deep breathe as I leaned in, arranging the bedsheets as I tucked her in even more. As I made to move away from her, she wrapped her hands around my neck as her lips parted, slowly. She swallowed and I found her eyes scanning my face and not just my lips. “You look like a Greek god when you’re stared at more closely.” Her eyes travelled to my lips as she smiled, weakly. “And your lips, they.. they…” she gave a little blush as she shook her head. “Your cheeks…” “Tell me, what about my lips?” I asked her, a smirk on my face, and she gave me that little smile of hers that warmed all of me,

Don't like that but since we are alone and not in public, I like that. Her lips were painted a deep, seductive red, curving into a slight smile as she gazed down at her wine glass. My throat went dry. Those lips… God, I remembered what it was like to kiss them, soft and warm. And right now, all I could think about was what it would be like to taste them again.

She trailed off when he bites her lips. Immediately she opened her mouth to talk, he claimed her lips.

His hot breath played across her lips. She closed her eyes. "Yes." She breathed.