Isabella Paradise Kiss Novels & Stories

She closed her legs tightly trying to suppress the pleasure that smuggled through her, but nothing was quenching this burning thirst that her body and pussy felt. Perhaps a kiss would do. If she locked her mouth against his for a minute; perhaps all of this thirst would die off. Isabella leaned in and kissed his lips, taking his lower lips into hers for a few seconds before pulling away. “Thank you for the ride, Daddy. I will get going.” Confusion washed through Ignazio and he watched her sheepishly for some seconds. “Going?” No princess. You can't go. You can't kiss me and go off.” He pulled her back by the neck, slamming his lips against hers.

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

Isabella opened the door and was surprised to see Isaiah waiting for her. He stood with his back to her as he stared out the window. “What are you doing here?” Isabella asked curiously, closing the door behind her as she walked closer to him. He turned swiftly towards her, without a response, he marched up to her and crashed his lips on her. The kiss was rough and hard— so fierce and possessive, she wrapped her arms around his neck as their tongue tangled together leaving them utterly breathless.

With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, she made her decision. "Okay," Isabella responded, her voice resolute and brimming with unwavering determination. As the words escaped her lips, the air seemed to crackle with anticipation. In an instant, Adam, unable to contain his longing, closed the gap between them, his lips passionately meeting Isabella's in a fervent kiss. Their connection ignited a spark, sending a surge of electricity coursing through their bodies.

Isabella's voice almost came as a cry as she felt his fingers invade her tight pussy. Caught in the heat of the moment, she kissed him, and Lorenzo responded with a kiss of his own. While they were lost in their passion, Isabella's phone began to ring. She tried to answer the call, but Lorenzo prevented her; he pinned her hands above her head and deepened the kiss.

It was trust. Real, deep, soul-deep trust. “You promise?” she asked quietly. His lips brushed hers. “On everything I have.” And then his mouth found hers fully—slow, steady, and reassuring. It wasn’t passion this time. It was peace. A rare moment of stillness between two people constantly surrounded by chaos. The kind of kiss that didn’t demand anything. Just existed. Like a vow. --- Later that day, Isabella sat in her home office, the file on The Serpent spread out across her desk. Paper trails, financial ledgers, coded messages—all of it designed to mislead.

She turned and looked at me and smiled. “We can look at the curse and see if I can unwind it, and I have some more text coming that will be of help,” Isabella leaned back against the counter as she talked “If I can figure the origin I might be able to-” I walked up and pulled her into me pushing my lips against hers and kissed her passionately. All the memories of our times together came flooding back, and I started to get hard just thinking about it. Isabella quickly reciprocated and put her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a deeper kiss. I pulled her fully into my body and ran my hands down her strong but slender frame to her hips and pushed her against the kitchen counter with my

Because her smile means the world to me. Isabella POV I was so desperate when Gabriel kissed me in the meeting room. I want him to kiss me because he wants to, not because he hates to see other men kiss me. His kiss was more like a child who hated his toy being taken away from him. But his kiss now is different. This one is more like the one who treasures me. Full of love and adoration. Gabriel's kiss is getting rough and demanding, but I don't mind. I missed him touching me like this. I want him to want me desperately, like I want him. These few days made me realise I wanted him. I want him. Not just my lust speaking, but because this man grows into me. His gentleness, his protectiveness, h

Isabella was clad in a bikini which made Chris lost in staring at her. Without trying to hold himself he kissed her tenderly savoring her lips. Isabella responded. Gently he unclasped her bra and took her pinkish nipple into his mouth suckling and nibbling. Isabella's cries filled the surrounding. He flipped his tongue around her earlobe licking and sucking. He gently licked it down her neck while using his hands to play with her boobs. "I love you." "I love you so much" Isabella kept muttering. He licked from her belly down her toes leaving her pussy.