When A Guy Kisses Your Neck Novels & Stories

I approached him and kissed him. At first he didn't respond but after a few seconds he also responded to my kisses. He wrapped his left arm around my waist and pull me closer to his body, I can feel his right arm touching my back. I wrap my hand around his neck to press his lips closer to mine. A moan escaped to my mouth when his lips went down to my neck. He's licking and sucking my neck like a vampire, His hands are already traveling all over my body which further adds to the heat I feel. I can feel my wetness to my private part.

For once, the signature look they always held faltered, and they looked a tad bit vulnerable, splayed with emotions I couldn't bring myself to pinpoint because one minute, I was drowning in the intensity of his eyes, and the next, his lips were connecting with my neck. A throaty moan eluded me and I was almost melting against the wall. I didn't know neck kisses could feel this good. I was tugged up in no time and I found myself wrapping my legs around his waist, in a way that one of his palms was cupping my ass, giving it a soft squeeze that elicited a wanton sound I didn't know I was capable of making. His hold was terrifyingly possessive, but it was nothing compared to the sheer domination

Soft sobs escaped as I held on to him. He returned my hug, wrapping his arms securely around my waist and back. He buried his face in my neck, inhaling deeply with a contented sigh. "I love your scent; you smell so fucking good." He began kissing my neck, sending delightful shivers down my spine. His hands slipped under my shirt and traced over my back before he pulled away slightly. Our lips met again immediately as he drew me closer to him. My grip tightened around his neck as we kissed passionately and intimately. After a moment, he left my lips to explore my neck with soft kisses and gentle sucking that made me bite my lip to stifle a moan.

He grinds deep, milking every drop, then kisses my neck. “Good girl.”

I can't kiss him, I can't touch him, how am I touching this cute stranger? I run my long nails up the cute guy’s biceps up to his neck, where I tilt my face and lips and kiss his earlobe. He shivers, and that excites me. My eyes look forward, locking in with furious ones as I lick at the cute guy’s neck, right below his pheromone spot. He doesn’t smell bad, but it doesn’t smell right for me. I don’t mind it. I don’t mind the boy who is standing up and stalking towards me, the crowd parting way for him like is a goddamn king.

"You're okay." He grazes his touch along the nape of my neck, my collarbone. As he goes, I unbutton his shirt, wanting him to be as vulnerable as me. With his torso exposed, I pull him down on me. Our bodies meet, our hot, bare skin sliding sinuously. Kade cranes his neck to kiss my chin, my jaw, and that spot just below my earlobe. He makes no move to push deeper into my body, seemingly content with only the tip of him submerged in my heat.

His fingers brush lightly against my neck as he places the necklace on me, his touch slower than necessary. He leans in slightly, his lips grazing my neck in a soft, lingering kiss.

Sensing his cock growing beneath me, I subtly pressed my hips against his hardening desire, evoking a throaty groan that mingled into our kiss. We briefly parted, gasping for air, yet his lips swiftly found solace on my neck, leaving behind a scorching trail of fervent kisses. Lost in the moment, I felt a shiver run down my spine as his warm kisses on my neck intensified. The simple act of his lips against my skin spoke volumes, igniting a fire that seemed to erase everything else around us.

His breath fans my ears and neck when he speaks. “I’m sorry.” He kisses my neck. “So sorry.” Kiss. “It’ll never happen again.” Kiss. “My darling.” Kiss. “My love.” Kiss. “My girl.” He nuzzles my neck, and tickles me. The giggle bursts out of my lips in uncontrollable fits, taking me by surprise. I spin around in his arms, wrapping my hands around his neck as my laughter dies out. His eyes crinkle at the corners, the grays look so much lighter and god, he smells so delicious.

I reply him, he grabs me by the neck and he kisses me. He does not let go of my neck and he tightens his hold on me as he kisses me. the more I grind on his dick, the tighter he chokes me. I will not lie and say it is not turning me on. The idea that he can end my life any minute by breaking my neck and yet he does not just send a thrill through my body.