A Kiss Goodnight Book Novels & Stories

Nick replied. “Yes, she is beautiful.” “Ok. Good night, sir. Have a good time. I’ll be waiting for you at the office tomorrow morning,” he said. “Ok.” To repay the kindness and curiosity of my mom, who had booked a woman for me tonight, it would not be good if I stalled for too long. I hurriedly took off all my clothes and crawled up to her. I caressed her face and continued down to her chest, which was still covered by the pink t-shirt. Then I gently kissed her lips as I unbuttoned her shirt one by one and took off her jeans, bra, and panties.

a soft, slow kiss that tasted of reassurance and love. For a brief moment, everything felt perfect again. Later that night, the house was quiet. Cassie tucked Emily into bed after reading her a bedtime story while Nikolai dimmed the lights in the hallway. In their room, Cassie curled up beside him, her head resting against his chest. He held her close, his thumb tracing idle circles on her shoulder. “Goodnight hubby,” she murmured sleepily. “Goodnight, sweetheart,” he whispered, kissing her hair. Within minutes, both drifted into deep, peaceful sleep.

Bedtime. Usually, this was Aurora's domain. It was her sacred hour, the time when the CEO vanished and the "Maman" took over. She would read Goodnight Moon or The Little Prince, her voice a soft, rhythmic lullaby that chased away the dragons. But tonight, Liam stood in the doorway. He was wearing a simple gray t-shirt and sweatpants, his feet bare on the plush carpet. He held a book in his hand. Not a picture book. A chapter book.

I wondered what he needed to work on so late into the night, but I guess I’ll find out tomorrow like he had said. “What is it?” Reiner asked, arching an eyebrow at me. “Can you give me a goodnight kiss?” I asked before smiling sweetly up at him. “If you promise to go to sleep right after,” Reiner replied with a small sigh. “Deal…” I quickly agreed and puckered my lips up for a kiss. Reiner bent down and I offered my lips for a kiss. His lips brushed mine as he kissed me softly. It was a very chaste kiss, but it left me feeling so warm and fuzzy inside. I wished that he would kiss me goodnight like this every day.

💋Addicted To You💋 [Once Upon A One Night Stand🍆💦] . By: Kamara B. Blake . Chapter Thirty😘 . 💦Brianna💦 "And that's the end of the story ". I whispered closing the book, I finished reading the story and dropped the book back on its shelf. I noticed Liliana was asleep already so I covered her up with the duvet kissing her forehead softly. "Goodnight, baby". Maybe Liam can take her into her room later on but for now, she can sleep here next to me. Lilian Paige, she's so sweet.

I’m filled with a sense of certainty that she would make a fantastic mother to her, and the thought sends a rush of hope through me. As the last page turns, Kiera closes the book and leans down to plant a gentle kiss on Frida’s forehead. “Goodnight, sweet pea,” she whispers, her voice tender. I can see Frida’s eyelids growing heavy, a peaceful smile settling on her face. “Goodnight, Kiera,” she murmurs, her voice barely audible as she drifts off. I walk over and tug the duvet around Frida, kissing her forehead too, “sleep well Fritte.”

BAKERSVILLE MIDDLE SCHOOL, 2005 *** “Good night,” Louise said to Emily as she closed her bedroom door behind her. "Good night Mom," she said. They had just come from the party, and Emily had told her mother that she wasn’t hungry, that she just wanted to sleep. It was a lie. She wasn’t sleepy. She was anything but. Her heart had been pounding like crazy ever since she kissed Gabriel. It was her first kiss and it was exactly what she’d expected it to be.

I promised, brushing my lips against her forehead. She closed her eyes. “We could try the jacuzzi,” she murmured after a while. I huffed. Really? “Baby. Just go to sleep.” She pouted. “I’d feel bad not staying up with you. It’s our first night here.” “And it’s okay to just cuddle and sleep,” I said, running my hand down her back. “Would you kiss me goodnight?” she asked softly. I smiled. “I’d never say no to that.” Tilting her head gently, I kissed her. She sighed against my mouth, fingers brushing my stubble again. My pants tightened, but I pulled back and pressed a lighter kiss to her forehead.

she explained. Then she flipped few pages, searching for something with a serious expression on her face. “Oh! I got it! But… it's not good…” she looked at me, concerned. “What is not good?!” I shouted, shaking with impatience. “He was unconscious when your lips touched his, right?” “Yes.” “So… he couldn't kiss you back…” she continued. “Yes… I mean… it wasn't a kiss! But… yes,” I replied, agitated. “So… basically you have to find him, and make him kiss you… willingly, and you will have to do it before your 30th birthday,” she declared, closing the book.

“Yes, but I only call him when I make long trips at night. “Oh, okay then, I want to go, yes,” I answered, smiling. He kisses my forehead and lays my head on his warm chest, and I fall asleep listening to his heartbeat.