Fruit Basket Kisses Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 29: A Soft Kiss Francesca’s Pov I tried to feel hate. I tried to remember the initials on the file. I tried to remember my parents but it was hard when he was holding me. I felt small and safe in his arms. It was embarrassing how much I liked being close to him. It was a terrible feeling. “I am not yours to claim,” I whispered, trying to sound tough. He leaned his head down, his lips almost touching my ear. His breath was warm.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

Deep. Tasting the fruit on my tongue, sharing it between us. I moaned softly into his mouth—hand sliding into his hair—pulling him closer. When we parted—both breathing a little harder—he picked up a grape. “Last one,” he teased—holding it between his teeth. I grinned—leaned in—and bit the other half. Our lips met in the middle—soft, sticky, sweet. The grape burst between us—juice spilling over our tongues—and we kissed through it—slow, messy, laughing into each other’s mouths as the fruit disappeared and all that was left was us.

“I was informed strawberries are elite fruit.” Kayla blinked, then glanced cautiously toward Adrian. Permission seeking. My throat tightened painfully. Adrian’s voice remained calm. “You can decide yourself.” Not: It’s okay. Not: Don’t be scared. Just gentle autonomy. Kayla studied the strawberries for several seconds before finally taking one slowly.

slips out, breathless. I kiss down her stomach and spread her thighs wider. She’s dripping, clit swollen, but I want something different tonight—something crazy. I spot the fruit bowl on the side table: boiled carrots, soft and warm, cut into thick sticks, probably left for her late snack. I grab one and hold it up. Her eyes widen. “What are you doing?” “Shh,” I say, dipping the carrot into her pussy slowly, pushing it in deep. It slides easily with all the slick, and she gasps, back arching, bells jingling on her nipples.

He had allowed guilt to bloom in his heart for no reason at all, questioning things that had never been in doubt. Cassie had chosen him quietly, decisively, and without drama. “I’ll send you pictures and videos,” he promised, leaning in and kissing her again, brief but tender, as though he needed the contact to anchor the truth. Cassie welcomed the kiss easily. When they finally pulled apart, her expression shifted, subtle, thoughtful. “There’s something else,” she said. “There’s a gift in your luggage. I hope you’ll like it too.” Franklin’s brows drew together. Instinctively, his hand moved toward the bag she had packed for him, but Cassie caught his wrist before he could unzip it.

I got up from the bed, “ I should return this, I said raising the tray to Xander. I got up and grabbed Xander's shirt, wearing to cover my naked body, all the while I felt Xander's gaze on me. I went to the kitchen and dropped the plate there. I saw strawberries on the top shelf, they had always been my favorite fruit. As I reached up to grab it, I felt a hand on my waist, lifting me up to the kitchen counter. Xander placed me on the counter and reached for the fruit. “You want this?” A devilish smile lit his face. Damn if he wasn't hot. He took one fruit and held it with his teeth, bringing it closer to my mouth. I leaned forward and bit it. As my mouth landed on his lips, we forgot about t

Startled and relieved, Katie turned around and locked lips with the person holding her. As Centaur arrived, he caught sight of Pascal and Katie Clyde locked in a passionate kiss. Marcus whistled and approached them with a smile. "Pascal, I see you enjoy kissing," he teased. "Perhaps I should buy you some Kiss brand products. What do you say?" Katie Clyde blushed with embarrassment, while Pascal looked at Marcus suspiciously. "What is Kiss brand?" he asked. Marcus fished out his wallet and explained nonchalantly, "It's a deceptive balloon company that partners with many pharmacies."

He looked hot I'm his outfit that she felt like eating him up. ... When they got to the lawyer's office, the first thing Kitty saw before Lawyer Sylvester was the basket of fruits sitting pretty on his desk. Different kinds of fruits was arranged in it, it was wrapped up with a transparent wrapper paper that made her knew it was gifted to him, so even if she wanted, she couldn't ask for any. The bananas looked so attractive to her, she was tasty for them, the entire fruit in the basket, and the strawberry with the whipped cream can by the side, just made her gulp her saliva every minute.

she said and stepped back from it as if it had burned her. “That's because I just opened it. The same way the bathroom door opens” She looked back and saw Dakar standing with a basket of fruits in his right paw. “I went to get these for you. I'm preparing lunch but you might be really hungry. So, you can have them” he said and placed the basket in her hand. How he got so close, Avril couldn't comprehend. “Thank you. But—” “I got that mango for you. The one you like. I went back to that exact tree”