Chase Hudson Kissing Novels & Stories

"Sure, captain." Coward Chase happily handed me to Ethan the moment he asked no ordered him to leave the dancefloor. The music had changed to a slow one. I placed my hand on Ethan's shoulder and believe me when he placed his hand on my waist, the spark returned. My thin layer of dress couldn't hide the feel of his hand on my skin. We moved slowly with the sound of music. Our eyes never broke the contact. I wanted to ask him, why did he kiss me on my cheek but choose not to. I was too afraid to speak something stupid and break this special moment.

Cassius said, and Indigo's eyes teared up. "Bye, friend," she chuckled. Cassius was the first to leave, as he had something to attend to. "Do you really have to go?" Hudson asked. "I want to. It’s not as if I won’t return. I just need some time alone." Hudson's gaze saddened. "I remember that night, Hud," she said, facing him. "Huh?" "I kissed you." Hudson was stunned. "You did?" She nodded, and his heart skipped a beat.

Hope fell as he saw something in my expression that disappointed him. “Forget it,” he mumbled, releasing me and looking away. His shoulders hunched and he moved to leave, but I wasn't about to let him get away that easily. He couldn't kiss me like that and just run away without an explanation. I grabbed his shoulder and spun him back to face me. He frowned, his brown eyes filling with heartbreak. I looked deeper, trying to understand what was going on. Passion and something sweet burned deep within their coffee and caramel swirls. The black of his pupils threatened to suck me into their depths and made my heart melt and core heat. His kiss had awakened a deep need, and my body was responding

Chase murmured, his dark blue eyes searching my face with intense concern, his fingers tightening against my hip. "No," I smiled softly, reaching up to rest my hand against the strong line of his jawline, feeling the pulse beneath his skin. "I had him completely handled, Captain. I told him if he tries to sue you, I’ll release the isolated camera feed that ruins his brother’s career." A slow, breathless, breathtaking smirk curved Chase’s lips. He leaned down, resting his forehead against mine, his thumb gently stroking my jawline. "You really are my lethal weapon, aren't you, Hopkins?" Chase whispered softly, his lips brushing mine in a brief, possessive kiss that tasted like pure victory.

Hudson asks as he wraps his arms around my back and pulls me tightly. I smile. "Nothing." We kiss again and I refuse to let go until my legs tire from stretching. "You know, there're no cameras in the closet out front," Hudson whispers in my ear when I step away, working to regain my breath and balance.

Just look at my face and answer me that! Stella is special cherry so you don't talk to her Like that. she's the one I like not you! "Okay fine! Let's just start this because I'm sure that you must have been really so horny. Hudson walk towards her as he slammed her against the door. Cherry who was so excited brought out her lips for them to Kiss when suddenly Hudson let go of her after realising what he was about to do. "What is it Hudson? Is there something wrong? Cherry ask getting closer to him again as he push her down.

He seemed he wanted me to accept him right at the moment. “You said you wouldn’t force me.” I reminded him. “Fine!” he stood straight. “But I hope you’ll give me the answer that I want to hear.” I didn’t drag the conversation and then I left for the shop. _____ HAYDEN For the first time, it felt difficult to hide my smile. I was so happy that I could not look as serious as I used to be. The kiss that nearly took me to heaven was unexpected. I expected another slap when I moved closer to her but instead of pushing me away, she kissed me back. It made me understand she wants me the way I want her.

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 quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.