키스 Novels & Stories

Keisha For the second time, our lips met in a moment so enchanting, as if the world around us ceased to exist. He gently placed the apple he had been peeling onto the nearby table before cupping my cheeks, drawing me closer into a kiss that seemed to transcend time itself. His lips, tender and sweet, elicited a sensation that compelled me to shut my eyes, fully immersing myself in the magic of the moment.

K.E.L.S.I::: Lexy tightened his grip on my waist as he gradually moved his mouth up to my neck, dragging his lip along my skin. I nodded. " Ye..yes" I stuttered, feeling embarrassed at my answer. "I have also yearn to kiss you too..." his voice was soft, almost a whisper. "...to feel the softness of your lip on mine" he groaned with his voice low and husky. I closed my eyes and groaned inwardly, "God! How could he have so much effect on me this way"?

she utters, tilting her face up to mine as our noses almost touch. Suddenly, inspiration strikes. “Min lille tærtebund.” I say, moving to her neck and then nibbling on her ear lobe. “What?” she laughs. “Yes, that feels right.” I whisper into her ear. She turns her head to meet mine as I bring my face back round to face hers. I’m still holding her chin in my left hand, stroking her jawline with my thumb. Gently, I finally brush my lips against hers. So plush, and soft, like rose petals...

Each kiss is intense, a mix of pain and pleasure. "Damn it!" He swears, his hot gaze burning into my exposed chest. His breath is heavy, his eyes filled with desire. "You belong to me, Louise. You can't escape," he whispers, silencing any protest with his soft, warm lips. Our kiss is passionate, intense, and I can't help but respond. Lost in pleasure, I hear a noise but ignore it. I close my eyes, savoring every touch of his lips. "That's right, Louise," he murmurs. "You're stunning when you're filled with desire. I want to see it again when you climax on my..." His words are interrupted as the door bursts open, revealing two unexpected visitors.

Lisa's lips parted slightly, inviting. Sarah glanced at Alex, who nodded encouragingly. Then, she turned to Lisa and leaned in. Their lips met softly at first, a tentative kiss that tasted of wine and lipstick. Lisa's hand cupped Sarah's cheek, pulling her closer. The kiss deepened, tongues sliding against each other, wet and warm. Sarah's heart raced as she felt Lisa's breath quicken. The husbands watched, transfixed. Alex's pants grew tight as he saw his wife's mouth open for another woman. Mike shifted in his seat, his hand rubbing his growing bulge.

Warning: This episode contains mature contents. Read at your own risk. ---- Time check, 00:00:10. Ten seconds have passed since Seungcheol started the timer. Without wasting any second, his lips kissed the top of head, inhaling her alluring scent. "I will start with kisses," he whispered before he grabbed the back of her neck to kiss her cheeks.

She nodded shyly. Jung-Hoon smiled and placed his lips on hers gently. He started kissing her softly, yet passionately. Syanja closed her eyes and answered the kiss. Jung-Hoon clasped her waist and pulled her close to deepen the kiss. Syanja's hands automatically made their way to Jung-Hoon's shoulders and then neck. She tiptoed to reach his height level, but he was too tall for her. Jung-Hoon smiled while caressing her lips into his. He pulled her up and warped her legs around his waist. Syanja felt out of breath and patted Jung-Hoon's chest to break the kiss. Jung-Hoon caressed her thighs and groaned, as he was in no mood to break the kiss. After a few moments, he broke the kiss and looked

Kiss and hugs! Have a nice day.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

he murmured, lips brushing her, voice thick, “come for me.” She shattered, a cry tearing free, “Kev!”—her body quaking, thighs clamping, tattoo blazing, Luna’s roar echoing in her mind, wildfire consuming her, him, their bond. Kevin held her, tongue slowing, savoring every pulse, every tremor, drinking her in, amber eyes burning with pride, love, hunger.