Sandpaper Kisses Papercut Bliss Novels & Stories

Natalie's hand went into his hair, as she pulled his face closer to attach her lips to his while Adrian wrapped his arms around her waist to kiss her. The kiss started to be rough at first as they poured out all their anger, and frustration into it but as they kept on kissing it was almost as if their touch, the intimacy relaxed them, calmed them down and the kiss slowly turned softer, more sensual. Their hearts were beating loudly as their heartbeats synced.

Kris stood and walked to the next table as Abby wiped a drying tear. Max placed a second paper sculpture on the table and scooted it across. He knew what she was going through and God bless the man, he was trying to help. She gently picked up her new addition to Gabe’s paper frog collection. Max already made three frogs over the past few days and they were all different, this looked like a bullfrog—the man had talented fingers. “You did those?” Kris pointed at the paper sword and frog as he sat back down. “Sure.” “That’s hectic, bru. What do they call that shit? Oregano? Oro…”

I replied. The kiss was soft and sensual and no moves were made in haste. Where our make-out sessions were an all consuming fire, this was a slow burn. Each caress is gentle and like a cool balm to my aching soul. I savor every moment wishing that it could last, but knowing it will end. Alpha Hollis POV

"You may now kiss your Queen" I turned to her. Her twin sapphires holding my gaze. A deep cut smile protruded from her soft lips. I leaned closer to her, gently crashing my lips on hers. The warmth of her lips was pleasurable. I clutched her curvy waist, digging her closer to me. The skin of my hand brushed past hers, igniting electrifying sparks allowing burning tingling sensation explode within me. Davina gasped, pulling away as she felt it and a smile covered my lips.

Delicately arranged among strands of seaweed rests a roll of parchment paper, its surface exuding a pearlescent sheen. Madissa's eyes widen in surprise as she unrolls the parchment, revealing the heartfelt words penned by Bryan's hand. The ink, a deep and vibrant hue, glistens in the underwater light, creating a mesmerizing display. With every line she reads, her surprise transforms into sheer delight, her heart resonating with the emotions conveyed on the page.

“You want to piss me off, huh… You do not know what you are doing, Sandy. Tread cautiously.” Sandy smiled and winked. “I really don’t care… Besides, Trent has always wanted to—” I cut her off with my mouth latching on her pussy. She cried out and fell back on the bed then gripped the back of my head. I opened my mouth and kissed her pussy with my tongue, forming shapes on her clit and the entrance. She shook under me, her thighs shaking and almost constricting my head. I parted her legs more and lapped at her pussy, loving the taste of her on my tongue.

Sandro’s control finally snapped. He grabbed her by the waist and yanked her against him, mouth crashing down in a bruising kiss. His hands were everywhere, cupping her ass, squeezing her breasts through the lace, before he gripped the delicate fabric and ripped. The sound of tearing lace filled the room as he tore the babydoll down the front, exposing her completely. The garters followed, snapped with impatient strength until the expensive gift lay in ruined shreds at her feet. “Better,” he growled against her neck. “Nothing between us.”

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

A wave of wonder enveloped him; he had finally found what he had been seeking. There, only twenty feet away, sat Vera Susan, enjoying a large red lollipop while reading. Today, she wore no makeup, but her natural beauty radiated charm and simplicity. Her long, silky caramel hair spilled over her shoulders, and she absentmindedly ran her fingers through it as she turned the pages of her book, completely immersed in her own world. Fidelis couldn’t look away, captivated especially by her inviting red lips enclosing the lollipop. An uncontrollable desire to taste those lips surged within him, igniting a fire that he couldn’t suppress.

Even Cercei is fooled by it for a minute. “You conniving, manipulative, petty, petty man. This was your plan along wasn't it, this is payback for the divorce isn't it?” Sandra seems to have realized something and somehow the realization makes her even angrier, she's seething. “I can't believe you would do this to me, over a tiny bruise to your ego”. “Sandra, you're not yourself and I understand you just ended your engagement you're not yourself, maybe you should rest”. He says and then he very discreetly winks at her.