Adrienette Kisses Novels & Stories

I had needed it in order to know he was still with me. "Eww... gross..." Avery made a face, sticking out her tongue and acting like she was going to puke. Robbie laughed, releasing me from the kiss but not his grasp. I loved being pressed up against him, feeling his body strong and solid beneath mine. I kissed him one more time, making a loud lip-smacking noise just to make Avery mad. She rolled her eyes and tried to ignore us by playing with her teacups.

And…panties melted. “So.” I took a breath when I looked up at him because he stepped even closer, only a breath away. “We’re…We’re really going to…?” I turned too breathless to finish the question. He grinned wolfishly. “Oh yeah,” he answered. “We’re definitely going to.” When his lips pressed against mine, a buzz of desire ricocheted through me with startling awareness. Why were his kisses so freaking potent? I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more.

He kissed the tip of my nose and reached into his pocket. "I want to make sure it doesn't hurt," he whispered to me, and then kissed me again. I nodded at him to say okay. I could not see what he was doing, but I heard the pop of a tube and then it closing shut. Then Todd turned back to me and kissed me gently. His fingers moved under my dress again and gently headed to my core, teasing as gently as he had been doing, and my inconsistent breaths came back as though they had never left.

In that stolen breath of intimacy, she felt an unspoken promise, a silent declaration that their love would conquer all obstacles and bridge the chasms that life had thrown their way. Adrian's kiss was a revelation, a transformative experience that shattered the walls she had built around her heart. It was a tender exploration, his lips mapping the contours of her mouth with a reverence that bespoke his unwavering commitment. In that embrace, she could taste the vulnerability that he had bared, the depths of his emotions laid bare in the most intimate of gestures.

It had to be a dream. The intensity of the kiss increased in intensity from tender to insistent. Heat and passion erupted from our lips. Logan's hands went again to the skin on my back like he couldn't get enough of it. His every movement made me hotter. I wanted him so badly I could barely think. His mouth was firm and hungry, his tongue caressing mine like he couldn't get enough of my taste.

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.

Adrienne stammered, "I... I didn't mean this kind of thing! I mean other things, anything but this. Besides, your injuries have not recovered yet. We'll discuss it once you're healed." Jefferson leaned against the chair and huffed, "I won't change my dressing if you won't kiss me." "You..." Adrienne hesitated for a while. Because she was worried about his injury, Adrienne gave in and leaned over to gently kiss his lips. As soon as their lips touched, she backed away. "Are you happy now?" Jefferson shook his head. "No." "But I did as you said." "I told you to kiss me hard. You barely even touched my lips. How can that count as a kiss?"

Adrien, meanwhile, brings his mouth close to hers, waiting for her to make a choice. Louise opens her eyes. Her gaze is feverish. Then she gives in. With a simple movement, she clings to Adrien and kisses him with an uncontrollable hunger. Adrien Her kiss is brutal, almost desperate. Our tongues mingle with burning urgency, and her nails cling to my t-shirt, as if she's afraid I'll disappear. Noah is there too, his breath ragged. His hands slide over her hips, her stomach, brush against the too-thin fabric still separating us.

Adriana replied, kissing me again. As our lips met, a familiar spark of desire ignited between us. Adriana's hands moved to my chest, deftly unbuttoning my shirt while I trailed kisses along her jawline to her mate mark. Sucking it, she moaned with excitement. It felt like the air in the room was crackling with an intoxicating blend of anticipation and love.

“Yes.” That single word hit harder than it should have. Then he lowered his head. The kiss wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t polite or hesitant like anything that had passed between us before. Adrian took my mouth like he had every right to it, like he was erasing every minute I had spent with Davel last night. His lips were firm and demanding, pressing mine open with a hunger that made my exhausted body wake up in a rush. I made a small surprised sound against him, half protest, half something else.