Hungry Kisses Novels & Stories

He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it. Gradually, the woman stopped as the man kissed her. She shut her eyes close and respond to his kisses. Although he did not know, he followed the movement of its lips. Tonight, that's their first kiss. A first kiss full of love, between an angel and a demon. Almost every well -known surname attended Hades ’grand birthday party. Even well -known artists were there as well and some big -name senators in the country. As Khione requested, some of Hades' friends also attended his birthday. It's his 24th birthday, and everyone's excited to see the handsome Hades.

“Let me go, man. This is crazy.” Mr. Knox did not answer with words at first. He pushed me back against the sink, his body heavy and warm pressing right up against mine. His mouth crashed into me again, harder than in the hallway. This kiss was not soft or careful. It was hungry and angry, like he was mad at me but could not stop himself. His lips felt rough and they tasted like coffee and the anger rolling off him. I tried to push him back a little, my hands pressing on his chest, but he was too strong.

His gaze stayed locked on mine, dark with affection and hunger, like he was memorizing how wrecked and used I looked. He bent down, grabbed me under my arms, and pulled me up to my feet in one smooth motion. Before I could even steady myself, his mouth crashed against mine in a hungry, demanding kiss. He didn’t hesitate, his tongue plunged between my lips, tasting himself on me, licking into my mouth like he couldn’t get enough of my lips. The kiss was deep, messy, and possessive, making my knees weak all over again.

Marigold replied with a sarcastic laughing emoji, followed by a stack of documents—Chester's years of bank transfers, the insurance policies he purchased, and a record of Florence transferring 300,000 dollars to the truck driver's wife under the guise of personal compensation. Marigold was the friend who had worked at a bank. These underhanded dealings didn't escape her scrutiny. The truth quickly hit me like a bucket of ice water. Marigold said to me, "Ivy, I've been waiting for you. If a man breaks your heart, come back to me. Let's spend our lives together." We had known each other for over two decades, and she often joked like that. Back then, I would laugh along and tease her, saying, "

My skin was burning at his touch. "Your lips are so soft," he commented as his thumb rubbed against the lower part of my lip. He leaned in closer as his hand tilted my chin up. And the next thing I felt was his warm lips on mine. He tasted like mint and something sweet. I'm kissing Blake-fucking-Harrison! His other hand swiftly moved to grip my back, pulling me closer to him. My own hands flew up and held him by his shoulder blades. He was all rock-hard muscles. "Mmhm," he murmured, a sign that he liked my touch.

Nasha became shy all of a sudden as she found it weird to be kissed by someone she considered as a brother but Star, on the other hand, wanted it as he had long dreamt of having her in his arms. Then he moved close to her and as he lifted her face, was about to plant a kiss on her lips; Annabel furiously got up from her seat as she jumped to their center and then disrupted the moment. She slapped Nasha and queried her publicly why she would want to snatch the man that she loved. “You bitch! I practically came to you to plead that you leave him for me but here you are, trying to have him all in the name of truth and dare game. Go ahead and kiss him, let me know if you won’t find yourself in t

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 heat between us is stupid now, dense and impossible to ignore, like it’s wrapping around us, pulling us closer, tighter. His thigh brushes mine, and he doesn’t move away. Neither do I. And I don’t know who kisses who first. Maybe he turns to say something, and I meet him halfway. Maybe I turn too fast, and we collide. But then his mouth is on mine, and I’m gone. Completely, stupidly gone. The kiss isn’t soft this time. It’s not tender. It’s hungry. It’s clumsy and desperate, like we’re making up for all the things we didn’t say and all the ones we did.

I will try to do faster updates, I hope you guys will support me in ending this book on a pleasant note <3 Hearts & Kisses

At this moment, the air crackles with tension and unspoken desire. As they lock eyes, a tender spark of longing passes between them. Kalix's gaze shifts to her lips, and with an aggressive touch, he leans in to press his lips against hers. The kiss is wild, filled with a mix of passion and desire. Time seems to stand still as they get lost in the intoxicating moment, their bodies drawing closer in a warm embrace.