April And Donnie Kiss Novels & Stories

Blushing, I hid my face in his chest. "What?" He asked while lifting my face so he could see me. "You called me Charley." More blood rushed to my cheeks making them crimson red. "You are cute when you blush." He quickly pecked both my cheeks and I blushed even more. He chuckled and my eyes averted to meet his. We stayed silent and just stared at each other and before you know it, our faces leaned closer to each other. When his lips met mine, time came to a standstill. The kiss was so soft and passionate that I didn't want it to end. As our lips moved in sync I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer if that was even possible because there was no space left between u

My world seemed to click into place when I was with him. "April." He sighed moving a piece of my brown hair. His soft hand then moved to the white strap of my dress."We have been through a lot..." He laughed a little."I mean... Brother and sister... Fights. Torn apart. Secrets. Parents. Through it all I've had you." He leaned down kissing my cheek lightly.

“Oh, that’s new. Wilbet only ever buys you ugly tulips. These are…” She plucked a rose, pressing her nose against it. “... expensive.” “Must be from the club committee,” I said quickly. “We’re hosting a fundraiser next week.” Cass gave a low, amused laugh. “Club committee? You sure it’s not someone who’s actually seen you smile?” I shot her a look. “Oh, don’t play coy or dumb with me, Aziza. You and I both know these aren’t from Wilbet. These are from someone. Dare I say... special?

I could only bite down hard on my lip as tears mixed with blood and ran down my face. Seeing that I still wouldn't answer, Giovanna grabbed the phone from my pocket and unlocked it with my fingerprint. The screen lit up, showing the lock screen photo of Fabrizio and me taken last year in Holbeck. When Giovanna saw it, she started shaking with rage and rapidly scrolled through the messages. "Mamma?" she shrieked when she saw the contact name. "You actually made him call you that? You even boss him around like he's a little puppy?" She lifted the phone and smashed it hard into my face.

Hearing the door open, Elena screamed, scrambled off him in a panic, and grabbed a shirt to cover her body, her face flushing red as she explained: "Ivy! Don't... don't misunderstand! The Don is injured. I... I was just helping him dress the wound on his chest!" Alexander frowned. He hadn't even bothered to push Elena away. He looked up at me, his eyes showing the annoyance of being interrupted. "Aren't you in the middle of a divorce tantrum? Why did you chase me all the way to the boat?" I let out a cold laugh and threw the file onto the table. "What? If I didn't come, how would I know that treating the Don’s wound requires a bikini?"

I turned away to brush the tears from my eyes, while Leone kept his head down in silence. Dante marched toward us and hoisted Leone into the air with one arm, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Did you miss me, Leone?" Leone turned as stiff as a statue in Dante's arms. Dante nuzzled Leone's face with his stubble, teasing, "Have you gotten upset with me, Leone? You know, I've brought you a gift. Do you want it, Leone?"

He fisted Dante's lapels, yanked him close, and crashed their mouths together. The kiss started hungry, tongues sliding hot and urgent, Alessandro pressing in like he couldn't get enough. Dante backed him toward the bed, hands roaming down to grip his hips, pulling their bodies flush. Alessandro's cock hardened fast against Dante's thigh, the bulge straining his pants, and Dante ground into it, drawing a low groan from him.

“Don't get judgy. I may not be as famous as your crush is, but at least I don't kiss someone just anyhow.” “Watch your mouth! And I thought you were Knight, I never knew it was you. I still can't get it off my head.” He leaned closer. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “None of your business, stop following me.” “I can't” “How many girls have you kissed pretending to be Knight?” I snapped. He chuckled. “You’re cute when you’re clueless.” “Go away.” “Come to our party this weekend.” “Why? So you can kiss me again? I'm not interested.”

"So the noble Don Angelo decided to throw his love at some peasant girl, Isabella." He folded his hands under his chin and looked straight at me. "Not charity. You conquered me." "In front of you," he gave a small smile, "I was still that broke kid. Crazy about you." That earnest face almost made me laugh. Play a role long enough and you really do forget who you are. His phone screen lit up on the couch. A message from Vivian. Vivian: [Angelo, stop sulking. Fine, this time I'll be your girlfriend. No conditions.]

She spun on her heel and dashed back inside, the others staring at her confused. "Just give us a second," Addie said, she set her glass of wine down and followed Blake. Donna stared after them, the biggest smile on her face. She felt her plan was working, before long, they'd be sleeping together, and Blake could work out some of that frustration she had building up. "Blake?" "Just give me a second here, Addie." Blake was standing hands braced on their bathroom counter, head down, water dripping from her face. "Do you need me to apologize for the kiss?" Addie held up a hand when Addie looked up and their eyes met in the mirror. "Before you say yes, just wait. It was meant as a joke. To mess w