Ember And Wade Kiss Novels & Stories

he added, with a sideways smile. Cassian's lips met Emeraude's, initiating a calm kiss. His hands caressed her waist as she reciprocated, feeling engulfed. The kiss ended with a gentle bite, followed by a peck. "Since when do you get so teary-eyed?" Cassian joked, smiling. "I'm not teary-eyed," Emeraude retorted, lightly tapping his arm, hearing his laughter. "Just a little bit," she added, opening the bedroom door. As they left the room, Cassian hugged her, kissing her neck, and together they headed to the kitchen. The girls chatted excitedly about their day at the beach with their grandmother, while Emeraude's mother smiled at them. Cassian kept his hands on her waist.

Turning around, I unzipped his pants amidst his protest, and pulled them down, before pressing both of our c*cks together. Wade pushed my hand away and grabbed both c*cks, pressing and pulling, up and down, and then silenced my moans with his mouth. My hands went around his neck for support. Our tongues dance together at the same tempo as his hand. My second orgasm drew near, and I felt Wade's tremble. Ending the kiss, I pulled his neck to me and bit him, pushing our orgasm over as come spluttered between us. It was a while before we recovered and cleaned up. We stood by Wade's bedroom balcony as we stared at the view. "Move in tomorrow," Wade commanded.

“I…don’t understand…what happened? Has the event happened already?” “No, it hasn’t....and it doesn’t even have to anymore.” Maria giggles beside me. “I….dont…” “I understand, child.” She turns to Maria. “Please, show her.” Maria pulls me to a television, and I nearly fall in my steps. My face, along with Adonis’s, is plastered all over it on the news, but that isn’t what makes me stop; it’s the headlines and the playing video… On the screen is the video of Adonis and me from earlier; our kiss is all over the news, the way it happened, the way he held onto me, the angry clash of our lips, and the words.

“That’s not your fault Dara. Being honest, I wanted you to date him. I wanted you to forget me. I never want you to get hurt because of me.” “Oh Wade…” she held his neck tighter, “I love you! The safest place for me is to be in your arms.” She leaned to kiss him. He kissed her back. She could feel his long pointed teeth touching her teeth and tongue. They kissed deep. Their lips were hooked to each other and tongues rolling around one another. They were kissing when Ellen suddenly entered Dara’s room and they both pushed back. “Here’s your pizza young people.” Ellen entered. She didn’t saw them both kissing.

Emma immediately knelt in front of him, gently elevating his injured limb on a pillow. “You need rest,” she said softly, her hand lingering on his thigh. “I need you,” he replied, voice low and rough with everything they had survived. The others discreetly disappeared upstairs. The moment they were alone, the tension that had been simmering all day ignited. Emma climbed into his lap carefully, straddling him on the couch. Their kiss was desperate from the start…mouths crashing together, tongues sliding, hands roaming with urgent need. Jake’s good hand slid under her dress, finding her already wet. He groaned into her mouth as two fingers pushed inside her, curling just right. Emma rocked aga

"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.

Rachel said, as we finally reached where they stood and she surprised me by pulling me into a huge hug. She drew back and looked towards her companions. "Emily, these are my sisters, Patricia and Wendy and our uncle, Trevor." She indicated each one as she called their names. She then turned to me again. "This is Emily, Tyler's girlfriend." "Hi, nice meeting you." Wendy said, giving me a big friendly smile. I waved at them as the others expressed the same sentiments.

She smirked at me, leaning in close, her breath brushing against my skin. “I'll kiss him, Ember,” she whispered into my ears. “I'll fucking bond him and when you fade…..” she paused, tilting her head to stare into my face. “I'll fuck his grief out of him”

Emily The kiss was soft, almost gentle, and for a moment, I let myself sink into the warmth of Elliot’s embrace. His lips pressed against mine, a familiar comfort I had been starved of for so long. It felt like a balm, soothing the chaos inside me, like nothing else mattered except his touch. For those few seconds, I let go of everything—Cedric, the fear, the nightmare I had escaped from.

But his endearing nickname for her drew a collective response from the group, their voices blending together in mock surprise as they echoed his words in unison. As the tension thickened in the air, Nash and Emily found themselves at the center of a whirlwind of emotions. Emily's nerves reached a crescendo, her heart pounding in her chest as she took a decisive step forward. "Oh, fuck this," Emily muttered under her breath, her determination palpable as she closed the distance between herself and Nash. With a sense of purpose, she pressed her lips to his, the kiss a bold proclamation of their relationship that left their friends gaping in astonishment.