Hot Kiss Love Novels & Stories

“I hate you.” His lips brush my ear, lips upturned. “Say it like you mean it.” My head turns, our lips just heartbeats away. “I. Hate. You.” Fingers tangle in my hair, forcing my head up. Before I can protest, his lips conquer mine. I freeze, pinned between his powerful body and the wall. His lips are hot against mine and he tastes of smoke and whiskey. There’s nothing soft about his kiss, his lips devouring mine with hunger—a hatred—I’ve never experienced before.

Miles leaned in, his breath brushing my ear. "It's day number eight." Clever boy. He had been counting the days behind my back. Kisses fell like rain. We went from tentative to completely losing ourselves in each other. By the time morning came, I had to hold my aching waist and admit one thing: Snake-men were absurdly strong. It was borderline illegal. The chat finally came back after disappearing all night. [All night. They were gone ALL NIGHT. What were they doing?!] [This girl is living her best life.]

Hard and hot. “We don't have protection. I don't-” “Fuck protection. I want to feel you inside me full and hard” Silence prevailed. He stares at me, I stared back. The shade of his eyes were then a different shade. I will call that lust. In a matter of seconds, his lips were hot on mine. Hot and passionate. I wasted no time I reacting. He pulled me more to the bed deepening and kissing me hungrily.

It didn’t take long before entrepreneurs and investors flocked the island to build posh resorts. Chocolate Kiss Inn is located on the eastern, more traditional side of the island, which forms a huge contrast to the high-rise buildings in the more modern downtown area on the west side. The inn claims to have a history that dates back to almost 300 years ago. It started as a tavern, but eventually changed into a cafe, then expanded to an inn.

His hot breathing made contact with my ear as he said it to me in his sexy voice. “Y-Yes.” I nodded absentmindedly. The heat in my body was so uncontrollable already that my mind couldn’t think straight. He pulled my waist closer to his body. I could feel the heat of his broad chest as we kissed ferociously. I groaned inside his mouth. I felt like I was out of breath already, but Killian was still kissing me hard and ruthlessly. His kisses went to my neck. I tilted my head backward to give him more access. His hands were caressing my body sensually. He untied the back of my upper bikini, revealing my mounds.

he husks, a devilish smirk playing on his lush lips. I wrap my legs around his waist so he doesn't stop. My heart races with desire as the fire burns within us. His penetrating gaze is on me, waiting for my approval or refusal. I nod, telling him to continue. He smiles slightly, taking it as a yes. "I love you, Apphia," "I love you," I whisper, resuming our passionate kiss. He aligns his massive cock on my inviting, wet entrance, and I hear my breathing change, ready to receive him.

That naughty girl grabs my penis and starts caressing it over my pants. That's enough to make me lose control. I drag her to a darker corner, press her against the wall, and our lips meet again. Our kiss is urgent and wet. She gyrates against me as we kiss, and her hand goes down again, directly to my little friend. But now she's bolder; she opens my pants, slips her hand inside, and strokes my cock through the fabric. Fuck! What is this? This woman is driving me insane. I keep kissing her, and she moans softly during our passionate kiss. She's extremely aroused.

He raised his head and chuckled. “Theo, please tell me this is another test.” “Test? Oh please Camille. Nothing was a test. I did it all to get close to you and get what I wanted. It was beautiful watching you fall.” My heart stopped beating. So everything—the love,the attention,the time,the care…was all…acting? The test thing was…a lie? Before I could put things together, His mouth found mine. I tried to turn my head away, I tried to scream, but nothing worked. My body was a prison I couldn't escape, and he was kissing me like he had every right, his lips moving against mine while I lay there unable to fight, and unable to flee.

It had to be a dream. The intensity of the kiss increased in intensity from tender to insistent. Heat and passion erupted from our lips. Logan's hands went again to the skin on my back like he couldn't get enough of it. His every movement made me hotter. I wanted him so badly I could barely think. His mouth was firm and hungry, his tongue caressing mine like he couldn't get enough of my taste.

The kiss was fierce, fueled by a torrent of emotions—anger, desire, frustration, and an overwhelming need to dominate. His hand slid to her waist, yanking her closer and pressing their bodies together under the cold stream of water. His other hand gripped her neck, controlling the intensity of their kiss. Hailey's initial resistance melted away, her hands wrapping around his neck as she matched his fervor, their breaths mingling in the heated exchange.