Jax X Pomni Kiss Novels & Stories

I asked. He pointed at the lunch box I had brought, now almost empty. “You make amazing pasta.” A shy smile slipped onto my face and I mumbled, “Thanks.” “Now, about that kiss…” Thank goodness for the bell. ****************** Jaxon was starting to question everything. He could not tell if he was still pretending or not. And that made him angry. He was beginning to mess everything up where she was concerned. He did not have time for mistakes. But she was getting into his head, finding her way under his skin. And each day, she sank in deeper. And he was letting her.

The line was about summer clothes with different designs from the normal clothes. He thought he had time but the pictures have already been taken. So the only thing that was holding them back was the name. The name that he had no idea off. "How about I just call it, Kimberly?" She laughed at his joke. "And why that?" she had to ask even though she could guess his answer. Chris lifted her chin so that she was gazing at him, "So that the whole world can know that I love only one lady," he pecked her lips once more, "let them know that you're and always be the one."

Wish I could kiss you right now. Elias bit his lip, heart racing. The distance made every message feel more intense. He replied with a teasing photo of his water bottle and the rink in the background. Elias: This is all you get for now. Jax: Not fair. I want the real thing. The conversation flowed all afternoon, flirty, sweet, sometimes heated. Jax sent a selfie from the locker room, shirtless after practice. Elias saved it quickly and replied with a voice note, whispering, “You look good. Miss your hands.”

From nowhere, I hear a smack sound and Alex lets go of me immediately. "Let go of my wife, you jerk!" Xavier growls out possessively. Alex balls his fist to fight him but I rush towards Xavier and slam my lips into his, as we pour out every other emotion into the kiss. This time, it is much more passionate. It is filled with love, hurt, want, need, joy and happiness. Which I hope and pray to last forever. Till eternity.

His hands cradle my face, holding me close. The kiss ignites a fire within, melting my doubts and fears. I surrender, my lips responding eagerly, our passion unfolding like a wildfire. The world narrows to the sensation of Xander's mouth on mine, the taste of his desire, and the promise of forever. Breathless, we break apart, eyes locked, hearts racing. The music swirls back to life, but our connection remains, a palpable spark. Xander's gaze holds mine, his voice barely audible over the music, "You're mine.”

"What makes you think that, buddy?" "Because you look at each other funny. And you hold hands. And yesterday I saw you kiss Mommy." "You were supposed to be napping," I said. "I woke up." Nova's eyes went wide. "You KISSED?" "Grown-ups kiss sometimes," Jaxon said diplomatically. "But only when they love each other, right?" Nova pressed. Jaxon's eyes met mine across the table. "Right," he said softly. Nova and Rowan exchanged a look, then started giggling.

“To please, please, pretty please, kiss me because I need to be distracted.” Slowly, Jax leans in, his lips brushing against mine in a tender, almost reverent kiss. The touch is gentle but conveys a depth of emotion that words cannot capture. I respond, meeting his kiss with equal tenderness, allowing myself to get lost in the moment. His hands cup my face, his thumbs gently caressing my cheeks. The kiss deepens, but it remains soft and intimate, a quiet expression of the bond we share. I feel his love and devotion in every touch, every caress. It’s a reminder that even amidst the chaos and pain, we have each other- something solid and real to hold onto.

“Did you miss me, ma doudou?” I snicker at the sound of Tee’s pet name for Jax. ‘Pheata’ translates to pet and ‘Doudou’ loosely translates to pookie or security item like a blanket. Jax’s reply is to kiss Tee in such an obscene manner that embarrassment creeps up my neck watching them. They are adorable together. I wish I had someone that I could be that open with, practically making out in public. When the kiss breaks, Tee lets out a soft chortle, “I’ll take that as yes.” Jax rolls his eyes, stepping out of Tee’s embrace.

Xavier dominated the moment with one hand firmly on the nape of my neck and the other gripping my hip. "Xavier," I moaned, calling out his name, which was met with a deep growl, signalling his increasing pleasure. The intensity of our connection brought us to a mutual climax. We shared a deep, passionate kiss, a testament to the moment's intimacy. After helping me redress, Xavier swiftly pulled on his pants. With magic at my fingertips, I quickly refreshed my makeup just in time. The door opened, revealing our awaiting clients. The relief that they hadn't walked in earlier washed over me.

Groping her soft fleshes. Cring! Cring! Cring! Before their kiss could lead them to bed Ajax's phone interrupted. Both of them started panting hard after leaving each other. Ajax's lips were cut so was Xenia's because of those savage bites. Xenia was ten shades red by now so she looked somewhere else in the room while Ajax kept looking at Xenia's lips like a hungry wolf. How can she taste so sweet? Ajax wondered. He went to receive the call while Xenia looked at the tv. The movie was already finished when they were busy kissing. Xenia shut her eyes tightly. Why did she even like this kiss?