Wednesday Kisses Novels & Stories

023. Their lips collided in a passionate crash, sending shivers down her spine. Axel's kiss was intense, all-consuming, and utterly intoxicating. His tongue teased hers, igniting a fire that spread through her veins like wildfire. As he deepened the kiss, Amber's thoughts dissolved into chaos. Her heart pounded, her senses reeled, and her body melted into his. She was lost in the storm of sensations, unable to escape the torrent of desire he unleashed. Axel's grip on her wrists tightened, his fingers intertwining with hers as he explored the depths of her mouth. The world around them dissolved, leaving only the thrum of their racing hearts and the sweet, sweet torture of their kiss.

Weston stilled and slowly released her with a hurt look on his face. "Why? Do you like Gordon's kiss or mine? Tell me, Isabella, " he asked, his breathing erratic, his eyes flashing fire as he stared at her. "How dare you kiss me, Weston?" She hissed angrily. "Stop comparing everything with Gordon. Both of you forcefully kissed me but you know what? Gordon is much better than you. Do you know why? Because he loves only me, he kissed only me all his life and he doesn't have s*x with other girls right under my nose. He loves me and only me. He wants to marry me. So to answer your question, I hate you, Weston, don't touch me with the hands and mouth which have touched Fiona," she yelled at him,

he whispers and then kisses me. . c.m. louden

She had never thought words like that could make her hot and wet so quick. Francis leaned down and claimed her lips instantly earning a moan from her. Her brains literally went off from his sensational touch and heart melting kisses. She loved his kisses although they literally made her loose her sanity. He shoved his tongue into her mouth which she gladly accepted, she wrapped her arms around his neck wanting to taste him more and better.

The pleasant ding of the elevator greeted us as we rushed in and hit the button for the third floor. I was kissing him again the instant the metallic doors slid shut. He tasted like rain, and I couldn't get enough. His hands caressed my body, hot against the cold of my rain-soaked clothes. His every movement was wrought with passion, and I lost myself to his grasping, groping fingers.

"I've always wanted to kiss you. And well you're mine now and I liked it. I liked kissing you. You tasted like sugar." "I ate a cookie at lunch, butter pecan. Noona's favorite," I explained. Chelsea took a deep breath and leaned towards me. "I want to do it again." "Okay," And Chelsea kissed me. She kissed me and kissed me and kissed me. By the end of the day I had five more love-kisses in my box. When I got home, mummy told me that noona had gone to heaven. I ran to my bedroom as quickly as I could. I hurried to fall asleep. Just like she promised, I saw her in my dreams, so I told her all about the six love-kisses from my Chelsea.

she responded. "What? So it's true? So she's your first kiss? Gosh, we can not believe Zoren will going yo to get a girl, you've been busy with work and with us only!" Peter teased and Zoren rolled his eyes. "Come on! Don't embarrass me with this beautiful lady," he said and all of us had a good time laughing about how these two ended up kissing. But honestly, Zoren really never gets interested in girls since the days he caught Loreign sleeping with that guy many times, and he even caught them in their intimate and hot moment, the two were naked and having sex in the kitchen, worst they making out in his house and Zoren didn't want to date girls cause that scenes always popping in his head a

Dedicated to @yu-tanit. "By the power invested in me," the minister began as he looked at the couple standing before him and all the people whom had come to witness and celebrate this day with them, "I announce you man and wife," he smiled at them, "you may now kiss the bride." Everyone got on their feet to cheer them. "Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her..." everybody cheered bringing Chris back to reality. This was it. He was finished as long as he lived. During the whole wedding, all he did was to zone in and out and most of the time he zoned out.

She had a smile as if she wasn’t feeling devastated earlier. “It’s not something like that,” he corrected her immediately before she could think of a deeper meaning of the kiss. “He’s just thankful, and he paid back through a kiss.” “People don’t do that when they’re thankful. It occurs to people who are close to each other. But when it’s about Yric, I think he likes you.” She even pointed her finger and drew a heart shape in the air that only annoyed him more. “Do you know that you’re not helping?”

Before she could finish, he had already kissed her. There was a good-morning kiss before leaving in the morning, and there must be a welcome-home kiss after returning home from work. Even if he didn't stipulate it, she had noticed that there would be at least two kisses every day. The kiss went on for a while, and the sound of lips mashing together and tongues entangling with each other was loud enough to make Joan leave the kitchen while feeling embarrassed. After a long time, Weston said in a hoarse voice, "Open it and see if you like it."