Fourth Wing First Kiss Chapter Novels & Stories

she whispered, leaning up to kiss him. The seagull swooped down and snatched the toast off his plate while they were kissing. Jackson didn't even care. The caviar could wait. For the first time in his life, Jackson Sterling had absolutely nowhere to be, and everything he could ever want was right here in his arms. (Bonus Chapter 1 End)

Yves said which made Xyenth looked at Xavy who was pouting. She chuckled and bend her knees to match his face and kissed both of his cheeks. END OF CHAPTER 43

Then we exchanged the rings. Everyone then started cheering for us. I looked towards my parents only to see their sparkling eyes glistening with joy. Xavier then held my cheek softly and pulled me into a passionate kiss. I didn't responded and he didn't even cared. He then pulled off and stared in my eyes lovingly. I immediately broke the eye contact. He then grabbed my waist and pulled me towards himself. "Now you're mine, Rose" ~~~❤~~~ End of first chapter. Thankyou guys. If you like my story please vote for my story to show your appreciation. Love you all.💞

I could see the rise and fall of her chest under the thin cotton. “This is a bad idea,” she whispered. “I know.” I kissed her anyway. The first contact carried everything we had already done and everything we still wanted. She made a small sound against my mouth and opened for me. My hands found her waist, then slid lower, gripping the backs of her thighs. She rose onto her toes. I walked her backward into her room and pushed the door shut with my foot.

He smirked, stealing a kiss of her lips whereas she was totally lost in his touch that was sliding under her dress to her g-string. Tbc.... Hoping to see the very first comment of this book soon, and more to follow with daily updates. Please don't refrain yourself from sharing your thoughts on this book. Next chapter tomorrow:)

The moment the door clicked shut, every ounce of control we had was gone. Her hands trembled when she reached for me. I caught her wrist, holding it gently, but the fire between us was impossible to contain. I pressed her body against mine, and the first kiss this time was slow, measured, tasting, teasing—but it quickly escalated. POV: Claire The kiss ignited me. I melted into him, letting every part of me that had been aching for weeks succumb to the intensity. His hands roamed, tracing the curve of my back, slipping under the soft fabric of my sweater to touch skin. My breath hitched. I gasped, trying to remember logic, to remind myself of Sophie. But logic was pointless against desire.

--- And before logic returned— before Daniel reached them— before the future had a vote— he kissed her. --- Soft. Shaking. Desperate. Not possession. Not victory. Pleading. --- And God help her— she kissed him back. --- For one second. One terrible, perfect, unforgivable second. --- Then she pushed him. Hard. “What are you doing?!” she gasped. But it was too late. Because footsteps had stopped behind them. --- Daniel. --- Silence crashed down. Cathy turned slowly. Her lips still warm. Her heart still confused.

I sighed once more, overthinking every single detail. He must just see me as a friend, or as a little girl, that’s why he always rejects my advances. He’s not stupid; he knows I want him, but he just doesn't want it. I clicked my tongue disappointedly. What am I going to do now to quench this fire burning inside me? There’s no one I want close to me except Wayne. Am I going to remain like this forever? Wayne moved closer to me, leaning in and softly placing his lips on mine. I looked up at him, completely stunned. This was the first time he had ever initiated a kiss.

And said goodbye to the world along with her. I kissed her for a long, long time before she wrapped her legs around my waist. She pulled me close, pussy grinding against my hard-on, but I didn’t quicken up. We’d barely even started. The little angel showed the very first hint of girlish brattiness when I pulled away from the kiss to catch my breath. She stared up at me as she wrapped her legs tighter around my waist. Her words were like temptation personified when she spoke them aloud. Her tone was low, heightened by an electric streak of confidence.

I wasn’t ready to part them just yet. He looked up at me, swallowing. “Let me,” He whispered. “Please.” That one word shattered every defense I had. He had just spoken out the one word I can’t resist. I slowly opened my thighs to him, expecting him to thrust right in. But he didn’t. Kade King simply stared, long and silent, as if in awe of my most sacred place. And then, like a man who had waited a lifetime to taste salvation, he lowered his head and began to lick.