Kiss And Kill Novels & Stories

Watching the meat buns thrown a long way in the back of the automobile being taken away by way of a wild canine from nowhere, she felt so unhappy. "Kevin George!" she shouted vaguely, and her beautiful eyes were spitting fire. She couldn't wait to chunk him to loss of life. "nobody dares to call me via my full name." Kevin's faint voice echoed within the car, as if there was a three-dimensional echo, which made him the best one in the world who had the utmost appreciate. He kissed her at the lips with a tough and deep kiss... Arosh become stunned and rolled her eyes after that forced kiss.

"Instead you chose another, far deadlier path. You stole my entire existence and ran like a fucking thief in the night. For that you will pay." Before I can respond he takes my lips with his in a brutal kiss. This is not a kiss of passion or love, this is a kiss of pain and revenge, of a man who thinks he has been wronged. This is the worst kiss of my life. He seeks entrance with his tongue and I refuse him. He releases one of my wrists, reaches up and grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open. One of my lips grinds against a tooth, cutting. Blood fills my mouth and I cry out, but the sound is swallowed by his vicious kiss.

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

Each one of them knew that if they had stayed in that room for longer then the boss would have turned his anger out on them. The moment they were alone in the room, Killian grabbed Lisa by her hair and yanked her to her knees. Lisa cries out due to the pain in her scalp, She looks up at the killer with confusion, but in the process, she notices something that sends her senses on alert. Killian doesn't wait for her to acknowledge it, he grabs her hand and places it on the obvious tent in front of his pants. His tongue darts out to lick his lips, and his eyes are filled with raw lust as he stares down at her. "You have no idea how hot that was "

Vincenzo smirked. It was obvious that one kiss wasn't enough. He leaned forward and grabbed Wade by the collar, smashing his lips against his, devouring his mouth and tongue hungrily. A moan slipped free from Wade's lips. "Fuck you," Wade moaned. "Fuck you back," Vincenzo flipped Wade and pushed him onto the table. "Wait..." Before Wade could protest, lips and sharp teeth found their way to his skin, sending shockwaves of pleasure up his spine. He ran his fingers through Vincenzo's silky strands as Vincenzo kissed his neck all the way to his throat.

Kiss what now? "In order for this to work, you have to kiss me. It needs to look and feel real. You and I are the only ones who need to know it's just business," Marco spoke, his voice steady, as if he were reading from a script. Honestly, it was the longest sentence I had ever heard him say since I met him. The weight of his words settled on me like a stone.

“There’s movies for us to watch while we pass time. Since there’s no internet connection for you to go and bury your face in spreadsheets or world domination, this is a perfect plan B.” Killian groaned like I just handed him a spoonful of poison. “Can’t you just leave me alone? What is this—your perfect pretty plan? We watch a movie, then we kiss, then we live happily ever after? Is that it?” I blinked. “That wasn’t even in my head. So wait… does that mean the kiss is still in your head?” I gasped dramatically. “Oh my God—Killian wants to kiss me. Killian wants to kiss me!”

Her breath hitched. “Killian…” “Last chance,” he growled, panting. “Tell me to stop.” She stared into his eyes…wild, dark, dangerous. And then she whispered, “Do it.” He slammed into her in one brutal thrust. Her scream broke into the dark. He swallowed it with his mouth. She didn’t know if it was the pain or the stretch that made her cry out..but Killian swallowed it with his mouth, dragging her into a kiss that was teeth, tongue, and war.

Her nails grazed his jaw as her mouth pressed to his, her tongue pushing past his lips like she had every right to be there. Killian didn’t move at first. He stood rigid, caught between shock and something else, something darker. But Calla didn’t stop. She deepened the kiss, her grip on his tie tightening until the silk strained between them. When he finally responded, it wasn’t gentle. His hands shot to her waist, pulling her flush against him. The kiss turned into something messy, dangerous, and charged with the kind of tension that didn’t come from romance, it came from two people who both knew exactly what the other was capable of.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her: