Elle Evans The Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

he warned yet his arms went around my waist. “Don't pretend that you don't want me under you right now” I whispered, pressing my breast to his chest. “Wrong place princess.” “I remember someone taking me hard in a boutique changing room.” He groaned. I pressed my lips to him, “Kiss me.” “Fuck!” Evans grabbed my hair and tilted my head back before devouring my mouth. I moaned into his kiss, my tongue submissive to his. His phone rang. “Don't pick it” I whispered, working on his buttons.

Returning from the restroom, I found Eva straddling Silvio in the VIP booth, their lips locked in a messy kiss. I stood there for a second, shocked to my bones. They hadn’t even noticed me standing there at first. Then I quickly clutched my stomach and let out a loud, dramatic groan. Silvio looked genuinely concerned, but Eva just shot me an icy glare that could have melted a snowman. I guess she saw right through my fake cramp, but couldn't do shit about it.

And shit, why does this whiskey taste better when she drinks it from the hands of this blue-eyed man? *** “What’s your name?” The man ran his rough fingers along Eve’s back, which was only covered by a sleeveless black dress after she took off her cardigan just as she stepped through the club door. “Eve. Evangeline,” she murmured amidst her ragged breathing. This is wrong... Even under the crazy influence of alcohol, she could still feel her heart beating fast in response to the long kiss he planted on her jaw, then down to her neck and shoulders.

I placed my hand behind her head, holding her there. The kiss was hot, demanding, and wild. I let out a low groan as Leana parted her lips and brushed her tongue against the corner of my mouth. But the pleasure was short-lived as the arena door swung open, and I heard someone gasp. We broke the kiss and turned toward the door. Eva was standing there… long enough to see us kissing before she turned and ran off.

He must be out fucking some other dude. “Hey, Babe.” Evie smiled and sprang to her feet, then began to walk towards him. Oh, God, please don't kiss me. Lincoln thought to himself as he faked a smile. Evie reached him and kissed him softly on the lips. And of course she did. Lincoln thought to himself once more. What's with her and kisses? Pleasantries were exchanged, and everyone took their seats. They began to exchange conversation as they waited for Ethan to show up.

The goosebumps on my arm and absolute shocked expression were enough evidence to prove that I was not hallucinating. I lifted my fingers and brushed them lightly across my lips. The essence of his lingering kiss was still there. I could still taste his clean minty breath on my lips. This was real. His kiss was real. Ethan Maxwell was real. Oh my God! I just kissed the hottest boy I ever met in my entire existence. My perception of him being an arrogant jerk, felt so petty. He drove me to my home. Made sure I feel safe. Even gave me his coat to protect me from the cold.

Clara smiled, then climbed into bed and tucked the camera under the sheets because she thought she was going to record the sexual act when Evans couldn't concentrate. "Come here...!" Evans pulled Clara up on top of him again then pulled and kissed her lips gently. After that, he rolled over to make her under him and started to continue the action to overflow his irresistible passion again. Hmm, he had walked into a trap. Evans kissed Clara's lips so aggressively. The kiss went down to her neck and chest which was not too big, then squeezed it using his sturdy hands. Clara looked at the excited Evans, more excited than ever. her hands slowly slipped into his pants until she found his manhood

he said simply. Before I could push, a horn sounded outside. “Let me get that for you,” Evan said. He leaned toward me, one hand reaching for my seatbelt. His fingers brushed briefly against my shoulder as he clicked the buckle free. And just as I was inhaling to speak… He leaned in and kissed me. Not a deep kiss. Not a passionate one. A soft peck. Gentle. Unexpected. Like a secret pressed onto my lips. “W…” I started, but the word slipped away before it could form.

- "I need a reason not to eat you right now. Just a reason" He approached her face slowly, and then slid his lips down Lora's throat. The skin on her body tingled from the man's hot breath. Evans kissed the spot, then licked it. The gesture was enough to make her moan. He knew he was addicted to female lips, and even more so to her body.

“I’m sure you will.” “Alright,” Eva said, stepping back, “go clean up. We’ve got an investor meeting, and then we’re grabbing lunch. My treat.” With a nod, Ellaya disappeared into the bathroom. The door clicked shut behind her, and she turned on the shower. As the warm water rushed over her skin, washing away blood and sweat, her muscles finally began to relax. But her mind wouldn’t. "Don’t tell me this is your first kiss." "Your lips..." "This coffee isn’t as sweet as them."