Isabella Paradise Kiss Novels & Stories

“Your father would fire me. Or worse. This could ruin both of us.” “That’s what makes it so hot,” she breathed, kissing his neck. Her hand slid down to hold the growing bulge in his trousers. “I’m tired of being the perfect CEO’s daughter. Tonight I want to be bad. I want you.” Their mouths crashed together in a desperate, hungry kiss. Nathan groaned, lifting her onto the edge of the conference table. Papers scattered as he stepped between her spread thighs. Isabella’s dress rode up, revealing her panties already damp with arousal. She moaned into his mouth as his hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples through the thin fabric.

then I proceeded to licking her nipples, like it was some candy, I licked it so hard that I felt my member standing tall and huge, I was sure at some point she will cum, cum undone, but not yet, I really do want to see how far she can go to get this built in vulcano erupting. Isabella's POV I could feel someone kissing my neck so badly, if not for common sense, I would mistake them for a vampire, but before I could register that, I felt some sort of strange wave hit me like a tsunami, I was longing, longing for more than just this, the kiss, I longed for something more, something immoral, something forbidden, the knot in my lower belly kept tying harder, and harder, with every kiss, every ni

she replied quickly. Clark walked closer. Very close. Too close. She could feel his presence. His eyes searched her face like he was looking for something hidden. She swallowed hard. Clark leaned down suddenly. Before she could say anything, he kissed her. Hard. Deep. Possessive. Isabella stiffened for a second, then slowly relaxed. His lips pressed against hers passionately. His hand moved to her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss was intense. Claiming. Almost like a warning. When he finally pulled away, his lips hovered near hers.

“You made your choice. You signed your name. You chose me.” Before she could argue, before she could even gather her thoughts, his hands were on her, spinning her around with brutal efficiency. His lips crashed against hers, raw and possessive. The kiss was a storm, fierce and unyielding, leaving no space for hesitation, for doubt. Isabella gasped as his forcefulness took her by surprise. Her body reacted—betrayed her—responding to him before her mind could catch up.

Isabella extended a perfectly manicured hand, her smile still bright, though something about it seemed dimmer up close. “Leila,” she said, her voice cool and smooth. “A pleasure.” “Isabella,” I replied, taking her hand briefly. A polite, professional exchange. Then, Kai did something unexpected. He leaned down, just slightly, and planted a soft, lingering kiss on Isabella’s cheek. A European greeting? A familiar gesture? Whatever it was, I saw Isabella’s bright smile… reduce. Just a fraction. A flicker of something unreadable in her eyes before it was gone.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

All his fears vanished the very second a pair of soft lips landed on his. The kiss was slow and delicate, like she was familiarizing with his lips. This sent waves of heat across his entire body as he kissed back, gently pulling her to himself for a better contact. Her fingers slid through his abs and lingered on his chest before snaking around his neck as she deepened the kiss. Dylan took the initiative and ran his tongue slowly across her lower lips, begging for entrance, but she didn’t budge. Instead she pushed herself hard against him, earning an excited groan from the back of his throat, giving her access into his minty mouth. Their tongues moved in a slow and steady rhythm, making it f

He dipped his head and kissed me demurely on the cheek as I stepped inside. I had expected the little beach cabana to be empty, but instead, it looked like a paper tornado had hit. Sitting sedately in the center of the wreckage was a petite, adorable, redhead. She had her hair cut in a pixie-cut style that made her sexy and cute at the same time. She wore running shorts and a tank-top that accented her fairy-like body. I was really, really glad Noah had warned me about her. If he hadn't, I would have been incredibly jealous. Even as it was, the green-eyed monster in my stomach wasn't terribly happy about the situation. “Hi!” the girl chirped, hopping to her feet and holding out her hand. “Yo

Isabella's POV His lips move on mine and the kiss isn't rough. It is sweet, soft, slow, and passionate. It is the exact thing I have always envisioned for my first time. Something as soft as the feathers of a hummingbird, something as sweet as my favorite wine, Adrianna Vineyard, something as slow as the current music, and something as passionate as what is between Jayden and me. At first, the kiss caught me off guard but I did not waste any more time by thinking about the kiss instead of enjoying it while it lasted.

SHE SAID YES! As she was lifted to the stage, the beautiful girl tried her possible best to show her displeasure but she couldn’t wipe the huge grin off her face. She stumbled slightly and he caught her in his arms just right before she face planted and ruined the romantic moment. “I’ve got you.” He smirked slightly, pulling her in for a short kiss that had the entire auditorium going wild. Isabel was honestly still dazed, still trying to make sense of everything that had happened.