Elle Evans The Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

Yes, that is him, Shane Evans the Multi-Billionaire. He asked me to the hotel he owns back home, and we went up to his Penthouse. The first thing he does when we get inside is kiss me very passionately. Oh my word, is he a good kisser? Let’s just say that my lips are still tingling, of course, I mean both of them. Ooh, honey, he got down to the other lip too? Yes, he did, I answered her.

"You look lean. Have you not been eating?" I edge closer till my legs are pressing against the counter, "I've not been well fed. " I utter and she seems to catch onto my words quickly. I drop my gaze to her lips and Eva remains silent as I raise my hand to her mouth and brush a finger over her bottom lip. Popping the finger in my mouth, I hum before I look into her eyes and say, "I want to kiss you. Badly. " Her response is a stroke of her thumb to my cheek and I glide a hand to her waist, gripping her through the shirt as I push my head closer and take her lips in mine.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blake’s POV; I stood by the door inside my apartment without moving. I didn’t even take my coat off for a good minute. I just… stood there. Letting the stillness wrap around me like a familiar, weighted coat. Except it didn’t feel like a burden tonight. I kissed him. I kissed Evan. I know I said I wanted things to die off, but I just couldn’t stay away from that blonde haired chaos. I finally took off my coat and my shoes, before moving toward the kitchen. It was late at night, everything felt louder. The hum from the refrigerator, the……

"I missed you. The second I got your call, I dropped everything and came straight here." Leo smirked and said, "Then you deserve a reward." With that, he kissed her—deep, hungry, and unapologetic. Their lips tangled as if no one else was in the room. "Alright, alright! Save it for later. There's no need for the live show!" No one in the room seemed the least bit surprised. Instead, they chuckled and joked like they had seen it all before. Eva stood frozen outside the door, watching everything unfold. A cold numbness spread through her body.

She didn't respond but continued rubbing my shoulder affectionately. “ You want some kisses… Hugs?” I teased Everleigh as her eyes became too fixated on me. " I don't want your kisses and hugs.” Her voice echoed with fulfillment. Her words tell she wasn't interested in kisses and hugs, but her body language shows incongruence, suggesting how badly she may need more than those things she was rejecting. “ Hmmm, I don't care if you don't want my kisses and hugs. I’ll just conserve those energies for something different," I taunted Eveleigh like I was not dying to kiss her soft lips, too.

I try to make it clear when I say it in a stern voice. However, she doesn’t seem to get it through her thick head, when she right away shoves out her breasts and then rubs against me again when she says with her lips pouting, “We both feel the chemistry between us, I just know it. Now come on. Please?” “Evelyn, no. Not ever going to happen. You know this.” I state quickly and then turn away from her and walk into the office before slamming the door in her face.

His lips parted and she stared at me. "Kellah, I'm not the type of guy who kisses just any woman. Of course I kissed because ... How about you, is it casual for you to kiss a guy when you want? I don't think so, right? So why don't you let us continue?" He asked me with a frown. "Mr. Woods," I only uttered. "I'll kiss you again if you want to prove I want you. I don't like playing, Kellah. Watch and I will prove it to you." The elevator opened and we did nothing but get out of the elevator.

Butterflied filled in her tummy just at the thought of kissing him and making that it a reality, she couldn't help but be happy that she finally succeeded in achieving this on her to do list. At least she could die any moment knowing that she finally kissed Theo. Eva wished the kiss could last longer, but then she was on a mission so she had to get a hold of herself. She pulled out slowly and opened her eyes to stare at him. She could clearly see the desire in Theo’s eyes. He was not hiding any of it but she wouldn't allow herself to get distracted. “Theo…”Eva called softly but then it came out as a moan which was aligning with the moment.

Slowly, their lips met. The kiss started soft, a tentative exploration, a nervous dance of tongues and shy touches. The taste of him—clean and sweet with a hint of cinnamon—was intoxicating. But then, as if a dam had broken, Evan deepened the kiss. His hand found the small of Millie’s back, pulling her closer. Their kiss transformed into a torrent of emotion, the initial shyness melting into a rush of heat. The world around them faded away as their bodies pressed together, seeking warmth and connection.