Asta And Noelle Kiss Novels & Stories

“Good evening to you too, Derek.” He ripped open the envelope and threw a photograph onto the table with violent force. My stomach dropped. It was us. Santorini. Noelle in that tiny black bikini, standing on the private terrace of her villa as the sun set behind her. My arms were wrapped tightly around her from behind, my face buried in the curve of her neck, lips pressed against her skin as I kissed her. Her head was tilted back, lips parted in obvious pleasure, one hand gripping my arm like she never wanted me to let go.

Noelle's fingers curled into the sheets beneath her as she forced out a weak, bitter, and hollow laugh. "You chose me now?" she whispered with her trembling voice. "After all the time and effort I've spent trying to forget you?! After I've spent every single day reminding myself that I was nothing more than a fool who fell for a lie?! How dare--" But before Noelle could finish her words, Adrian pressed his lips against hers into a brutal kiss that stole the breath from her lungs. She recoiled, instinctively trying to twist away, but his grip was strong as he held her firmly in place. Noelle fought against him, pushing at his chest as if she could create distance. But he only pressed harder,

I am kissing Noah Centineo, the Hollywood actor that everyone wishes to kiss, have sex, and father their babies. Noah is such a great kisser, he is obviously good at this because he is an actor and oftentimes there is a kissing scene in his movies. Noah was kissing me passionately as if it's his way to show how grateful he is. As we continued to kiss, my hand went through his bathrobe and slightly pull the fabric apart so that I could touch his six-pack abs. "Ahhh, fuck!" I cuss sharply when we stop kissing and Noah suddenly smells my neck and then he licks it causing me to feel a strange tickle on my body.

He imagined that this was their first kiss, if it even could be called that. He considered telling Allison she was the prettiest right then but ran out of space on her palm, and by that time, she had already fallen asleep anyways. More time passed in the attic and Noel was growing bored and hungry. He decided to take out the snack they had prepared ahead of time and stuffed in their backpack. It wasn’t much. Just some cheese and crackers. Noel’s stomach growled loudly as he took out the bits of cheese and crackers. He hoped Allison wouldn’t notice. When he looked over at her, he saw that she was still fast asleep.

Samuel was her favorite person in the whole wide world and she had a crush on him until she found out that he was gay and then he later on found his mate, Ashton, Noelle's least favorite person for obvious and petty reasons. "We need your help girlie." Kade moved forward, standing next to his mate, Jordan. "With?" Noelle flipped her hair, knowing exactly what they needed help with. There was only one thing they ever needed her help with. . . . Noelle smiled at the receptionist flirtatiously, biting her lower lip which she had overlined with bright red lip gloss as she leaned onto the desk, giving him a generous view of her cleavage, all the while twirling a few strands of her hair between he

The way he said it, low, promising, and wicked, broke the last thread of restraint inside me. Before I could overthink, before I could second guess myself , I leaned across the table and pressed my lips to his. The kiss wasn’t soft, it was nothing like the ones I shared with Evan. It was fierce, hungry, tasting of whiskey and fire as it sent sparks down my spine. His hand found my jaw, holding me there, deepening it until I forgot my name. When we finally pulled apart, breathless, his thumb brushed across my swollen lip. “Careful, Noelle,” he murmured, his voice like silk and danger wrapped in one. “One kiss with me, and you’ll never stop at just one.”