Batman Kisses Novels & Stories

I lean into Braxton, my voice a honeyed whisper meant for the cameras. "Smile, my dear," I coo, my lips painted with a seductive allure. "We want the world to see just how in love we are." Braxton’s detachment remains intact, his gaze distant, his expression impassive. But I’m not one to be deterred. I place a manicured hand on his cheek and, before he can react, press my lips forcefully against his. The cameras click and flash, capturing the moment with a voracious hunger for scandal. The kiss has left Braxton with little choice but to respond in kind. He kisses me back, a perfunctory gesture that betrays none of the passion I’m hoping to convey.

With Ashton Knight. Oh but that kiss….

" He captured my mouth for another kiss and life was perfect. His mouth left my lips and made it's was to my neck. He was kissing and sucking it harshly and I'm pretty sure it was going to left marks. I hated having love bites but with his expert mouth I don't mind being covered with it. His hand made its way to my bra and with one swift motion it was gone. His mouth immediately covered my left breast and suck on it. His hand left hand was holding my hands above my head so I can't move while the other hand played with my already very sensitive right nipple. I was moaning and pleading. He then abandoned my left breast and focused his attention on my right and started sucking on it. His left h

I closed my eyes, ready to have my fantasy become a reality. “Aiden?” A deep voice called. At his name, he turned and once again the spell was broken. My hand dropped to my side. I was beginning to think I was cursed when it came to kissing him. Ben, wearing khakis and a polo shirt and looking very professional was looking down at us from the path back to the resort. “I heard a shriek. Everything okay down there?” “Everything's fine,” Aiden assured him. I smiled at Ben, but I really just wanted to hit him. This was the second time he had interrupted a kiss.

CASSANDRA BATES EVER BEEN KISSED like…well I don’t know like you were the most freaking important being in the world? I had been kissed by a lot of guys, no question about that and the only guy who’d come close to making me shiver from a mere kiss was JACE BUT KADE? He redefined what a kiss stood from the minute his tongue plunged into my mouth impatiently giving me a glimpse of him and trust me, the dude tasted like he looked. So strong and so intoxicatingly bad.

It was the most tender kiss they shared. “I love you Maya Asher.”

My skin was burning at his touch. "Your lips are so soft," he commented as his thumb rubbed against the lower part of my lip. He leaned in closer as his hand tilted my chin up. And the next thing I felt was his warm lips on mine. He tasted like mint and something sweet. I'm kissing Blake-fucking-Harrison! His other hand swiftly moved to grip my back, pulling me closer to him. My own hands flew up and held him by his shoulder blades. He was all rock-hard muscles. "Mmhm," he murmured, a sign that he liked my touch.

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

“Do you want it to be?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t desperate. It was deliberate. It said everything he couldn’t say in words. I kissed back slowly, letting the question melt. When we broke apart, neither of us moved. He was the first to speak. “That felt... right.” I nodded. “It did.” He bit his lip. “So?” “So?” I echoed. He leaned back, tucking his head under moonlight. “So... what is this then? Casual, serious, somewhere in between?”

"I know you're still planning. I know you don't trust me yet. But... thank you. For protecting me. For not letting her touch what's yours." My throat constricts. Fucking hell, I’m speechless. My heart is beating so hard, it feels like it’s about to punch a hole through my chest. I just kiss him hard. The kiss is messy and passionate, our lips moving in sync until we’re moaning shamelessly. When we break apart, he's smiling. I pick up the bat again. "Come on," I say. "Let's call security." He follows me to the panel by the door. I press the intercom.