Josh And Nessa Kiss Novels & Stories

Josh whispered as he pointed at his eyes " Ohh goodness, enlighten us with what you saw Josh?" I asked him sharing the drama " Shh! Malik kissed Elene." He said in a very low voice " Shoot it Josh!" Theo said " WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled surprised " I didn't believe too." Josh said He... What? What's happening these days? I sat up and asked him, " Shoot the details Joshua " " Josh, you should have shut it, we can't gossip about our boss." Theo said, shaking his head

The Alpha’s Luna is the only person who an Alpha should submit to, but it’s usually done in private. Josh’s eyes move from confused to happy and he smiles wickedly at me. “Well, in that case…” Josh pulls me closer to him. Just as he leans down to kiss me, he surprises me by pulling me down into a deep dip, then he kisses me. The pack goes nuts with cheers, laughter, clapping and wolf howls. I giggle with delight when he pulls back from the kiss, “Just thought I’d give’um a show, beautiful.” He sassily states with a wink as he sets me back on my feet.

He stepped closer to me, and everyone's eyes gradually shifted towards me. "Hey, Bro. You got a girlfriend?" one of the guys from his team asked him. "Of course, Josh has a girlfriend!" Ramil, who was standing next to Byron, answered with a grin. The surroundings buzzed with small whispers from the people around. Apart from them, my heart was also pounding loudly as Josh approached me. I wasn't prepared for what Josh did next. He quickly kissed me on the forehead, causing another uproar among everyone. Some even started taking pictures of us.

The same Josh who’d pinned me against the sink, breath reeking of cheap vodka, whispering that grief made girls “easy.” The same Josh I’d kneed in the groin hard enough to make him puke before I ran out crying. The same Josh who’d spread rumors afterward that I’d “asked for it.” He was kissing Elena. Not a peck. Not a sweet goodbye. He had her face cradled in both hands, mouth devouring hers like he was trying to crawl inside her skin. Her fingers twisted in his shirt. Their bodies pressed so close the camera angle caught every slide of tongue, every hitch of breath. Someone in the back row wolf-whistled low. A few giggles rippled through the open mics.

Me: “Please, Nessa… please, please let me fuck you.” Her smile deepened as she leaned closer, pressing her lips to mine in a slow, claiming kiss. Her hand roamed my chest, fingers brushing over my skin. Nessa: “Your heart is racing. Relax.” I nodded, trying to steady my breaths, it was useless. Nessa: “Look at you… dripping so much pre-cum already.” She kissed along my neck, her words sending fire through me. I bit my lip, trying to hold on, but I was losing it.

“Do it properly, or tomorrow your father wakes to find the debt unpaid.” Her throat tightened. Rage surged in her veins, but so did desperation. Slowly, hesitantly, she lifted her face again. This time, her lips brushed his, soft, fleeting, but real. A kiss. The world seemed to stop. Heat shot through her veins, uninvited, unwanted. For a moment, she felt the strength in his stillness, the danger coiled beneath his restraint. His lips didn’t move against hers, but his hand tightened on her wrist, steadying her as if she might break.

“I will never hurt you.” Josh reaches down and kisses me passionately, not caring that his family is looking out the window. “Looks like we have an audience,” I said to him as we unlocked our lips. “Who cares.” Josh glances over at the window and turns back away to head to the RV. “Let’s go home.” As we head back to the RV, Josh helps me in and climbs back into the driver’s seat. “See guys, I told you we wouldn’t be long at all.”

So it could be that whatever she was feeling was overwhelming so kissing her was the only thought that crossed his mind. Alex responded with this fervor as his. Josh increased his tempo of thrust because his own orgasm was building up. He kissed her hard and both of them exploded at the same time. It took Alex some seconds for her to be able to see clearly. Josh collapsed beside her, breathing hard and after he had calmed down, he gave her a hot kiss, "you are so sweet."

Rolling my eyes, I pick up a fuzzy pink throw pillow from her bed, whacking her on the arm with it as she giggles and squirms away. “Okay, yeah.” I admit. “He’s hot as fuck. Obviously. But he’s also a grade A douchebag.” Nessa’s brows draw in. “What happened?” I press my lips together in a tight line, wondering if I should say it out loud. Like admitting it will give the moment weight that it doesn’t deserve. Nessa’s staring at me expectantly, though, so I force the words past my lips. “I told him to kiss me.” “You what?!” she squeals, jerking upright, eyes wide.

But for us it has always been our reality. “Done being nursed?” Joshua’s bombastic voice cuts through the moment. “Or do you need a nappie and cuddle?” I see Ariella roll her eyes. “Real men change nappies,” Ariella says, glaring at Finley. “Yes, ma’am,” Finley nods. “Enough of this crap. You made a challenge. I’m here to answer it,” Joshua snarls and turns to return to the field. “I love you,” Lewis tells Caleb, and they kiss. “I love you,” Caleb walks off to meet Joshua.