Josh And Nessa Kissing Novels & Stories

Jonas I get on top of her and kiss her. We kiss for a long time. "Now, you're going to learn how to fuck a woman! Are you ready?" "Yes, I'm rather impatient!" "Very well. Since this is your first time and I'm taking your contraceptives, we'll do it without a condom. Does that suit you?" "Whatever you want, Clarisse. I'm game." "Okay, I see you're very ready, you're quite hard. Position yourself properly between my thighs, that's it, penetrate me slowly."

“I…don’t understand…what happened? Has the event happened already?” “No, it hasn’t....and it doesn’t even have to anymore.” Maria giggles beside me. “I….dont…” “I understand, child.” She turns to Maria. “Please, show her.” Maria pulls me to a television, and I nearly fall in my steps. My face, along with Adonis’s, is plastered all over it on the news, but that isn’t what makes me stop; it’s the headlines and the playing video… On the screen is the video of Adonis and me from earlier; our kiss is all over the news, the way it happened, the way he held onto me, the angry clash of our lips, and the words.

His hand gripped the side of my face and he leaned in, about to kiss me. * SMACK! * My hand flew instinctively to his cheek, slapping the life out of him. The sound echoed through the auditorium as everyone gasped in terror. Judah just stared at me with eyes wide open. "Taya? What's going on, dear?" Mrs. Zee's voice cut through the dead silence. "He tried to kiss me!" "Well, duh," he said shamelessly. "Why'd you do that for?!" "It says it on the script, Jack and Rose kissed," he said, pointing to a part on the script.

But unlike everyone else, I had as much interest in ass-kissing and small talk as I did in injecting bleach into my veins. Knowing Ava, her laugh was real. Poor girl. The world would eat her alive once she left the Thayer bubble. Not my problem. “Yo.” Josh appeared beside me, his hair tousled and his mouth stretched into a wide grin. His hangers-on were nowhere—wait, nope. There they were, dancing to Beyoncé like they were auditioning for a gig at The Strip Angel while a circle of guys watched them with their tongues lolling out. Men. My gender could use a little more standards and a little less thinking with their small head. “Thanks for showing up, man. Sorry I haven’t said hi till now. I’

he asked, his gaze seeking. I bit my lip. “I certainly don’t want to stop,” I hedged. “But,” he finished, reading the word in my gaze, “we need to keep our pants on?” I nodded, loving the way he understood and respected me. “For tonight, anyway.” His head bobbed up and down. “Cool.” Then he leaned in to kiss me some more. “As long as we don’t have to stop the kissing yet.” “Never.” And we didn’t. Though our mouths remained fused, no more articles of clothing were removed. By the time I yawned hours later, I felt thoroughly ravished. Catching the yawn, Ezra decided to head home… To let me rest up for the next night, he said.

I gently massage his skin, feeling his muscles tense beneath my touch. As we kiss, Josh moves his lips down my neck, causing me to moan with pleasure. I feel the heat radiating from his lips as they travel down my chest. He finally reaches my stomach, taking his time kissing and licking every inch of my skin. His touch is so gentle and tender that it sends a shiver down my spine.

Jessa By Monday, it felt like the whole school had watched that kiss in slow motion. They probably had. I’d had an amazing weekend — which, honestly, still felt weird to think about. Saturday, Noah and I hung out on his back porch, sharing junk food and listening to music while his little sister made fun of us for “being disgusting and in love.” Sunday, we spent way too long on the phone, talking about nothing and everything until my battery died mid-sentence.

She didn’t understand what kind of situation she landed herself in, because less than fifteen minutes ago, she only wanted to enjoy her last instant noodles. However, not only could she not eat her noodles, but also the Alpha barged in, ate her dinner, and now was only a breath away from kissing her. Keagan leaned over, his warm breath fanning her face. His scent was intoxicating, and so was her scent for him. “Al—Alpha… this is not right…” Nessa’s protest was swallowed by his kiss. His lips pressed against hers gently, as their bodies didn’t leave any space between them. Nessa was shocked. She was being kissed by the alpha of the Howling Wolf Pack!

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.

Holding her in her arms. "Are you okay beautiful?" She examines Josie's neck gently. Without another word, Josie grabbed Nessa's face and kissed her deeply. Actually, more like tried to eat her face. I see Nessa's hands firmly grab Josie's ass, making her gasp as she pulled away from the kiss. Josie blushed and looked away but Nessa grabbed her chin and made her look at her.