Bad New Kiss Novels & Stories

“I want you… badly.” She bit her lip as a few of her tears slipped down her cheeks. “What if it is not enough? I don't want to be hurt anymore.” “Give us a chance, Sarah, and I promise that I will never hurt you again.” Her lips parted with a gasp, and I used that chance to seal those lips with mine. There was a brief moment of hesitation before she submitted to the pleasure the kiss brought. I loved kissing her. I loved her softness, her taste, and the little sounds she made as I entered her, exploring every inch with delight. My arms tightened around her as her delicate hands drifted to my neck. Her tongue began to move more daringly, causing me to smile against her lips and urging me to d

Pulling me in without mercy. That kiss we shared. Technically, the worst kiss I’ve ever had. No rhythm, no finesse. And yet, it was perfect. She tasted so damn good, and I wanted more. I needed more. Even if it meant getting slapped again. Hell, I’d take a million slaps just for another taste of Sareena’s lips. Then it hits me. It was her first kiss. I fucked up. Bad.

Haunted. "Don't." His voice broke. "Don't promise things you can't keep." His hand came up. Brushed her cheek. Just once. Gentle. Like he was memorizing the feeling. Then he leaned in. The kiss happened fast. Desperate. Angry. Broken. Not romantic. Not soft. Just two people trying to feel something other than pain. Trying to find each other through all the hurt. Sienna kissed him back. For one heartbeat. Two. Three. Then he pulled away first.

That truth had followed me my entire life, but I'd never felt it like I did now. Never felt it like poison in my veins. My phone buzzed against the metal bench. Notifications lit the screen like fire. "Injured Prodigy Kade Kingston Caught Kissing Mystery Girl" "Who Is She? Crawford's Golden Boy's Secret Romance" "EXCLUSIVE: Video of Kingston's Late-Night Kiss Goes Viral" I opened one. Grainy footage of us inside Venom, her lips pressed to mine, my hands tangled in her hair. The comments section was a wasteland.

As I break the kiss, I say, “Baby, I am so sorry. She has nothing on you. Honestly, I don’t know why my body had chosen to betray me. It’s as if she put a spell on me or something and it felt so foreign. I guess I will never understand it. But, please trust me, I will never stray from your arms. Ever.” Kissing her again a bit more roughly this time, I nip at her lips and then fondle her breasts for a time. She sighs and then grabs ahold of my hard cock before she starts to stroke it and firmly grasps my balls. Knowing that she is still sore, I back up and say, “Baby, I am a little raw for that this morning. Trust me if I wasn’t, I would be doing last night all over again. I love it

Exactly what I never wanted. “Reign! Wait for us!” I heard Aby and Chris yell behind me, their voices echoing across the cafeteria. I still kept storming out, my boots pounding against the floor as if I were running from something dangerous. I was trembling in anger, shaking so hard I could barely think. Dang it, if only I could punch his thick face again and not care about the consequences. How dare him steal my first kiss like that? That moment was supposed to be special. It was supposed to be romantic, shared with the boy I love, not forced on me by him. This has to be the unluckiest day of my life, hands down.

,I snapped ,unable to take the suspense anymore. It was killing me. "I just don't want to kiss you for today only.I want to be able to kiss you tomorrow and all the days to come" "Just kiss me Hayes " "I need an answer first ,Anaiah " Jesus,I could strangle him! I still said nothing. He inched closer,placing his hands on my waist.His fingers slipped under the rim of my hoodie .They started tracing imaginary patterns on my bare skin that sent shivers up my spine. "Damn it Hayes!Yes ,yes,you can kiss me whenever you want"

His mouth descended before I could finish, a silencing of my protest, a claiming of my will. The kiss was different this time—not slow, not tentative. It was deep and hungry, laced with an intensity that threatened to drown me. His lips were a force of nature, a quiet storm that raged against mine, demanding a response I was terrified to give. His hand slid up my spine, pulling me closer still, until I was certain I could feel the hard, relentless beat of his heart against mine. It was a strong, steady rhythm, a stark contrast to the chaos inside me. The kiss was a contradiction—a brutal act of dominance and a desperate, undeniable intimacy. It was the taste of coffee and power and possessio

“You gonna be my good girl or my bad one?” Jackson has sucked all the oxygen from the room and my reasoning with it. I don’t want to be anything but his, and I want to be owned by every part of him, even the darkness. Looking up, I grin. “Sometimes it’s good to be bad.” He grabs my chin, tilting my head up as he brings his face close to mine. He roughly kisses my lips before he says, “Yes, it is. Now take out my cock.” My mouth waters as I slowly work at the button of his jeans. It’s like I’ve lost muscle memory and don’t know how to do the simple task. Frustration races through me and I curse, making Jackson bark out a laugh.