Kill Him With A Kiss Novels & Stories

she whispered, her eyes blazing, grabbing his shirt, pulling him in. She kissed him, fierce, desperate, a fire to shut his doubts. Kai’s hands cupped her face, his lips hungry, their third kiss a surrender to passion. They stumbled to the couch, her fingers in his hair, his hands on her waist, their bodies pressed, the world fading to their need. Her tank top lifted, his shirt unbuttoned, their touches urgent, a line crossed—until guilt surged, the summit, Dante’s scheme, Alessio’s secret a shadow.

I sarcastically retorted earning a low laugh from him. See? He's guilty. It was his fault in the first place. Yeah he will take full control over the kiss but that doesn't mean he can remove my clothes too. "That's how I kiss, darling. Yours is a punch kiss right? Mine is different" he smile sheepishly. I shot a glare at him. "What's wrong with my kiss? Punch kiss or not, it still consider as a kiss" I fireback. "Ah huh?" He wiggle his brow. "Just so you know my wife, I don't consider it a kiss if only the lips is involved. That's not exciting" he wink at me.

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.

He gripped my chin pulling me up from the floor "You let go so quickly. I have to reward you" he said "Ah you wanted a kiss." he scoffed "how silly of me to forget but anyway we don't want to leave you with nothing. I’m a gentleman who keeps his word, so here you go" he kissed me on my forehead softly. His lips felt cold, like the kiss of death. I clenched my fists. Sadistic Bastard!!

After he stared at me in the dark for a while, he obeyed. I used the moment to get my phone ready and when Steven stopped drinking, I crushed my lips into his. Snapping a photo of it, the light illuminated my mask and his face with his gray eyes wide opened. A ridiculous way to kiss someone! Not sure if this was proof that he wasn’t gay, I kissed him again before he could see that I was giving half my attention to my mobile. It was like kissing your brother, no passion, no sparks. Just two wet mouths moving.

I told him. He brought his face closer to mine and my heart started beating fast and hard against my chest, he grabbed my jaw and guided my face closer to his. "You are like a drug, I want to kill you and have you at the same time." He whispered before kissing me. What did he mean by killing me and having me? Why does he always speak in riddles? I don't understand what that means but I ignored it, his kiss wasn't letting me think anyway. I opened my mouth for him and let him suck on my lip, my tongue and I let his hand trail down from my face to my breast.

“Just let me go or I would have no other option than to hit your groin before you even say ‘A’ ‘’ I said angrily. I immediately raised my leg up in an attempt to hit his groin. He blocked my knee and because I wasn’t expecting that, I almost slipped off but, he supported me against falling. Standing back on my two feet, I looked at him and said. “Just let me go, what do I have to do to get away from you..?” I asked, defeated. “a kiss” He said. Please, No… Never! Not after how he rudely ratted out that we fucked “No” I replied “Not an option” he said. “ You would have to kill me then” I said “Is kissing me that bad?” “Yes!” Obviously..(rolling eyes right now)

She had to accept her loss to be over. Jane got out of his embrace for a while and looked straight into his eyes. There were emotions in there that she longed for, but she had been dismissing them. Right at that moment, she wanted to be touched. She wanted to be loved and caressed but didn't know how to ask for it. She raised her body on her toes and gave him a deep kiss on his lips. Fred was stunned for a moment, but he felt the atmosphere change. He felt her desire.

"Freak out? I’m just glad you’re okay, Alpha Killian can be really unpredictable.” “He kissed me!” I blurted out, pausing for her reaction. “But I’m not supposed to tell anyone because then he would really kill me.” I concluded, recalling the few minutes he had me pressed against the wall and kissed like he would die if he didn’t. Even if I had some experience to compare it with, I really doubt any experience would top that.

He leaned down and slammed his mouth onto mine. The kiss was sudden, fierce, and entirely possessive. It wasn't a gentle attempt to comfort me, nor was it a quiet plea for sanity. It was an assertion of absolute control, a dark, commanding claim that instantly shattered the hyperventilating terror in my lungs. He pressed his lips hard against mine, stealing my breath and consuming every ounce of focus I had left.