Adrienette Kisses Novels & Stories

Adrian growled, trying to unbuckle, but Kaelen’s hand gripped his chin, forcing his gaze up. Then Kaelen’s mouth descended, sealing his lips in a deep, slow, commanding kiss. Adrian froze, his body melting against his will. The kiss was firm, intoxicating, silencing every word on his tongue. His fists clenched weakly against Kaelen’s chest, then loosened, betraying him. When Kaelen finally pulled back, Adrian was panting, dazed, lips swollen. “You… you shouldn’t be doing this,” Adrian whispered shakily.

The second the lock turned, the tension in the air increased. Adrian grabbed me, his large hands cupping my face as he backed me against the door, pulling me in a deep, desperate hungry, and almost angry kiss like he was trying to erase every trace of Ethan’s touch from my body with his mouth alone. I moaned into the kiss, my fingers gripping his black shirt tightly, pulling him closer. “I can’t stand it anymore,” I gasped between kisses, my voice breaking. “Watching him touch me… knowing you’re right there… It’s killing me, Adrian.”

It seemed like Adrien wasn't being affected by this kiss at all, it also seemed like he forgot we were in the boy's bathroom. After a few seconds past, Adrien detached his lips from my own and I felt like I could breathe again. He then pulled the back of my hair harshly, causing my head to pull back as well; a small quick groan escaped my lips from the sudden slightly painful pull. He attached his lips onto my jaw and started trailing small continuous kisses down my jawline and neck. He stopped right next to my Adam's apple and began to lick the small area, a small groan echoed throughout the bathroom's walls. After licking that area for a few seconds, he started to harshly suck on the bare

Adrian stared at her, chest rising slowly, his jaw clenched in pain watching her fall apart. Then, he moved. Without a word, he reached over and pulled her gently by the shoulders. She looked up, startled, but before she could speak— His lips met hers. The kiss was sudden. It was deep, raw, and heavy with emotion. Not lust—but pain. Sadness. Regret. A moment of saying everything without a single word. Her eyes widened, but her body froze. Her heart pounded violently in her chest as the kiss lingered for just a few seconds more before Adrian slowly pulled back.

I said quietly. “Why?” Eddie mocked. “Because it’s true?” he leaned down, his face merely inches from mine. My breath hitched in my throat. “You think I don’t see the way you look at me? You still want this, Adrienne. You still want me. Don’t pretend you don’t.” “Eddie –” But the rest of the words never made it out. He grabbed my cheek, pulling me closer until my lips met his in a fierce kiss. There was nothing sexy about the kiss, nothing passionate , only possessive and viciously punishing.

I was having a hard time breathing I was so nervous and excited for this moment. Gabe leaned in. He didn’t kiss my cheek this time, though, he brought his lips straight to mine. A burst of electricity filled the air, exploding all around us. His kiss took my breath away and my knees went weak. I brought my hands to his shoulders and pulled myself closer to him.

Adrian stated huskily. He didn't wait for Heather to reply. He sat back down and snaked an arm around Heather's waist before pulling her closer. He remarked seductively, "Let's finish what we started last time." Without wasting time, Adrian cupped the back of Heather's head and connected his lips to hers. He was gentle and careful at first, sucking her lips softly, gauging to see how far she would let him go. When Heather parted her lips and kissed him back, Adrian deepened the kiss. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and rolled it against hers, tasting every corner of her mouth. The flavour of her tongue from the wine made him suck harder, kissing her passionately like a savage beast.

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

I locked eyes with him and I didn't know when we started kissing and dragged ourselves back into the hut. It got so intense and I started pulling off his shirt while he kept resisting. "We can not do this, my Lady!" Sturbridge complained, holding my wrists to keep my hands away from his body. "It's not proper, you have your husband!" he insisted. "But you love me, you are always there for me. You are the only one who has never given me a reason to be sad." I took my hands from him and held his head while forcing a kiss on his lips.

Nathan’s lips curved into a playful smirk, and that expression was the final push Shaun needed. Without thinking, Shaun grabbed the front of Nathan’s shirt and smashed his lips against his. The kiss was rough, violent, and fueled entirely by anger. Shaun kissed him deliberately, teeth scraping against Nathan’s lip as a harsh sound escaped his throat. He bit him before pulling away, laughter spilling from his mouth. “How does that feel?” Shaun mocked. “Disgusting, right? You just kissed a guy. You probably feel like throwing up. That’s what you get for messing with me.”