Upon Her Lips Novels & Stories

“She’s the one?” My lips curved up slightly. “She’s the one.”

I ask her. She smiles. "I was hoping you were deaf." I grin. "It was clear enough. Just making sure." She briefly bites her lower lip and smiles sheepishly. Damn I love how her lower lip escapes in between her teeth. I love how her teeth deepens on her pinkish lip. My mouth seemed to twitch. "Would you slap me if I kiss you right now?" Her eyes widens. I briefly bite my lip. "Really hard."

Her kiss is like torment, sweet agony that gives me nothing but divine pleasure. Our lips brush softly against each other. Her lips are soft and delicately. They dance against me like butterfly wings. I pull away, hesitating for a moment. She felt new, yet oddly familiar, Her lips seemed molded to the shape of mine. My hands curled around her so perfectly as if they were made just for her. She tastes like passion, like pure, unrestrained passion, and I want more.

JASPER Smiling, I closed the little distance between us and captured her lips with mine. As I leaned in, the world seemed to slow down. My heartbeat thudded in my chest, but the moment I felt her lips against mine, everything else faded. Her lips were soft, like the lightest touch of velvet, warm and delicate. I barely dared to press any harder, afraid to break the gentle connection we’d just made.

She felt his sinful words fall directly on her lips. And before she could comprehend anything else, his lips lightly brushed hers, taking the bottom of her lips to suck hard on it.

I leaned over to her and whispered into her ears“Your mouth of course.” Her eyes shone as she stared at me in disbelief. “Come on, feed me with your lips .”

then bite her lower lip, I ignore her questions because my eyes glue on her lips which are being a victim of her sweet I slowly realize her lip with my right thumb and start rubbing my thumb on her juicy pink lips, which is inviting me so badly, god she is so tempting that I can't control myself anymore more, So I lean in to kiss her. *****

Her lips turn up in a saucy grin. I don’t wait for her to change her mind, capturing her lips in a steamy kiss. She’s delicious, tart and sweet and fucking perfect. She twists in my lap until she’s straddling me, digging her fingers in my hair and tugging it hard as she bites my bottom lip.

he said truthfully, and she tried to find the right words to respond to him, but instead she flashed him one of her brightest smile. “ Come on, you need to finish eating, or you plan on smacking my lips again,” he said with a mischievous smile on his lips. She didn’t know why she got flushed hearing him say that. But for some reason, hearing him say lips made her eyes moved to gaze at his lips. She bite her lips, staring at it deeply as if it called her. She involuntary found her fingers on his lips, she touched it slowly and swiftly lifted her hands to his lower lips while wetting her lips with her tongue.

His nose—straight and refined, much like Devon’s—and his lips. Without realizing it, she rested her chin on her hand and stared at his mouth. His upper lip wasn’t too full, but the lower one—lush and perfectly shaped—was undeniably kissable. She knew, because she had just tasted them mintues ago. The thought made her bite her own lips unconsciously, moistening them as she recalled how he had kissed her—deeply, possessively. And now, as his lips parted slightly, almost as if inviting her to do it again, she felt a tug in her chest, a yearning she could barely contain.