Jenna Ortega Kiss Novels & Stories

But most of all, I tell him that I'm sorry he's not free to live a different life, a life free of darkness, away from the cartel. When I try to break the kiss, he stops me. His hand goes to the back of my head, cupping me. He crushes me to him, pressing his lips hard against mine, taking what I was offering and then so much more. Andres' kiss is desperate as he thrusts his tongue inside my mouth. When I try to pull back again his other arm slides across the back of my shoulders and he anchors me against him, forcing me to accept his kiss. I taste his desperation mixed with dominance and rising passion. And while my body quickly responds to his demand, like in the shower, my mind rebels.

I closed my eyes, ready to have my fantasy become a reality. “Aiden?” A deep voice called. At his name, he turned and once again the spell was broken. My hand dropped to my side. I was beginning to think I was cursed when it came to kissing him. Ben, wearing khakis and a polo shirt and looking very professional was looking down at us from the path back to the resort. “I heard a shriek. Everything okay down there?” “Everything's fine,” Aiden assured him. I smiled at Ben, but I really just wanted to hit him. This was the second time he had interrupted a kiss.

Renata closed her eyes, her body relaxing under his touch. "May I touch you?" Jean asked. "It will be an honour." As the water rippled around them, Jean found his thoughts drifting back to Alexa. He looked at Renata, her eyes closed. Jean leaned in, capturing Renata's lips in a kiss. It was a kiss filled with desperation, a longing for something he couldn't have. Renata responded, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. Their kisses deepened, becoming more passionate. Renata's hands moved to Jean's chest, her fingers lightly tracing the contours of his muscles. Jean responded by deepening the kiss, his hands moving up to cradle her face. Then, their body united, the first time after mon

Kai’s jaw tightened, their passionate kiss—Gianna’s fire, their brief surrender—a spark that burned through his focus. Gianna Moretti stood by a window, her black leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes sharp as she monitored comms. Her arm graze was a faint ache, her unconfessed secret—Alessio’s order to steal Castellano intel—a weight. Their kiss, Kai’s hands on her, had cracked her walls, but vulnerability scared her, her heart a battlefield. She glanced at Kai, their bond a fire, their trust tested by the burner phone, now a distant shadow.

The kiss was a silent declaration, a promise of devotion that resonated deep within her. Kayla sighed into the kiss, savoring the way he always made her feel cherished. Victor’s touch was always reverent, his affection a steady flame that warmed her soul. When they parted, she moved toward Elliot, who smirked and tugged her close, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth before stealing a proper one. His kisses were always teasing, playful, leaving her breathless, a whirlwind of sweet, stolen moments.

I moved over her, my body pressing against hers, feeling the softness of her curves beneath me. Her eyes met mine, filled with desire and anticipation. I leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths with fervent intensity. As we kissed, my hands began to roam over her plump, inviting body. I groped her breasts, feeling their full weight in my palms, my thumbs circling her hardening nipples through the thin fabric of her lingerie. Jenna arched her back, pressing her breasts more firmly into my hands, a soft moan escaping her lips.

But before I panicked, I saw Orlando’s face coming closer. A warm tingle ignited as soon as our lips connected. Orlando Cortez is kissing me. A gasp of disbelief was all he needed to deepen the kiss. Oh, boy, was he a good kisser. His tongue swept against mine briefly, and I was too shocked to respond. Just as it started, it finished. I blinked to clear my hazy vision. I realized I was doing that a lot these days. “Turn around.” “Huh?” “Unhook your legs from my waist.”

Their lips met in a dance of tenderness and longing, an unspoken understanding passing between them. As their lips fervently met in a passionate kiss, Mateo's hands began the gentle task of undressing Ariana. The room was filled with an electric tension as their bodies intertwined, their desires merging with the intensity of their emotions. Ariana, lost in the moment, surrendered herself to the sensations, her focus on the kiss that enveloped her.

And then, with a surge of affection, she pressed her lips against his, initiating a passionate kiss. Ethan reciprocated Camila's kiss, their lips melding together in a tender dance of affection. Time seemed to slip away as their emotions deepened, their emotions intertwining in the passionate exchange. After several blissful minutes, Camila gently broke the kiss, her eyes locked with Ethan's. A smile illuminated his face, mirroring the joy that radiated from within her.

“Let’s not forget I own you, little princess, I can have you anywhere I choose to and anyhow I want to.” “Now, on the table, he commanded, pointing towards it.” Jenna was glued to her spot, she wasn’t going to let him have her here, it was unethical. Before she could say anything, he hijacked her and placed her on the desk. He gave her a salacious smile before taking her lips in his warm mouth. He sucked them softly and then lightly bit her lower lip. They kissed desperately like they had been craving each other for ages. His hands slid to her back unzipping her dress as he kept stroking her back driving her crazy.