You Re A Great Kisser Parker Novels & Stories

I begin to say when we reach the parking lot, but he cuts me off with one fierce look. "What do you think you were trying to do in there?" His voice comes out in a harsh whisper, and automatically, I take a step away from him. Ares has never raised his hands against me, but what he does is much worse. “I…” "Do you know how long I have been pitching my proposal to that man who probably thinks I have a dumb woman for a wife?" “I zoned out,” I murmur, my eyes glistening under the dark skies. “I didn’t know what you were both talking about and…”

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

“Not bad ” “Not bad? Jimi, are you hearing him?” She turned to Jimi Jimi raised his eyebrows at the big boss' answer. Not bad? That show was absolutely super enticing! The anger and wrinkles on Khloe's face gave him a satisfied emotion. The long awaited emotion he has been looking for. “For me, It was amazing, Miss Parker!” He clapped and praised her. That show was golden, it would be better if Miss Parker was an actress than a model because she portrayed that role so perfectly.

he replied again. Kim looked even more upset. His forefinger finally lowered, but he still maintained his fierce gaze on Ronald. Kim's honey-brown irises were slowly sinking into Ronald's jet-black irises. The previously laughable atmosphere before suddenly turned intense. Neither Kim nor Ronald took their eyes off from each other. Kim didn't know what Ronald was thinking though, nor did Ronald know what Kim was thinking about. And then, Kim started to say, "Hey, Ronald. Would you kiss me?" ***

—I thought I would lose you —he tells me— I don't want to lose you, Carolina, regardless of the things that happen, I want us to be together, fighting for our happiness. It seemed that everything would be fine from now on because we would finally be together, we could finally be Carolina and Kayler Brown again, finally and forever. I break away from him and kiss him. I needed to kiss him so much. Five years. Five years without tasting her lips. I felt like I was living again. “Kayler,” a voice says behind us. We separate and look at the aforementioned. It's Piper Parker standing a few meters from us and with her comes a girl of about four years old, black hair and fair complexion.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

"You know that. I'm not normal. This doesn't mean anything." Something painful flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by cold anger. "Fine. Keep telling yourself that." His voice turned mocking. "But you should know—you're terrible at kissing." The words hit like a slap. "What?" "You heard me. You're too eager, too sloppy, too desperate." He circled me slowly, his eyes raking over my disheveled appearance. "If you kiss Zane Parker like that, he'll laugh in your face. Again."

His nose found the crook of her neck and he licked from her collarbone to the shell of her ear, ‘Even your sweat tastes phenomenal,’ he groaned. “I think I’d like to have you around more often,” Kiera whispered breathlessly. ‘Anytime, love. Anytime.’ Ash rolled off of her, and she rolled towards him, meeting his gaze, “I needed that, thank you.” He reached up, brushing the hair away that had stuck to her forehead, ‘You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.’ Kiera leaned forward, pressing her lips against ours gently, “Can I speak to Parker again? I promise I will force him to let you take over more often. I had an amazing time.”

“What do you plan on doing with that little girl Ms. E? I ain’t never seen you so aggressive with a woman.” “Don’t say it like she’s a child. Torian is more than legal and it’s not what I’m doing with her, it’s what you plan on doing with her. I just want to watch. You put your money on the table first.” I got closer to Parker pressing my breast against his shoulder, rubbing my hand up his leg to the crotch of his pants; I whispered kissing his ear lightly, “I wanna watch you fuck her as you would do me. Could you do that for me, Parker? Give me an orgasm tonight without touching me. Can you perform privately for me?”

“I fair … cherish you. More than I ever knew somebody might cherish a individual. And I need to be with you. Always.” As reliable as the sun rises and sets, his arms closed around her, steady, defensive, reliable, and solid. His mouth found hers as he lifted her off her feet and turned their bodies, strolling her into the house. “Is that a yes?” she inquired when he at long last broke the kiss long sufficient to let her talk. “Shh.” He kissed her again. “Park—” His lips requested all of her center. “Parker, is that a yes?”