Kiss Cousin Novels & Stories

The kiss was deep. He didn’t even give me time to breathe before he slid his tongue into my mouth like he had been holding himself back for two weeks. I moaned softly into his mouth as he bit and sucked my lips. He broke the kiss shortly, only to pull my shirt over my head, then he kissed me back. The cool air touched my skin first, his hands followed, then I felt his mouth. He kissed me down my throat, across my collarbone, then he moved his head lower and closed his lips around my nipple, sucking hard enough that my back arched.

The kiss took me by surprise, but not for long as I found myself kissing him back. Tyler ended the kiss and looked at me with a sly grin. I raise my eyebrow at him. "That was in case your parents were watching us." I laughed to clear my head from the giddy feeling that Tyler's kiss created. "That makes sense." Tyler chuckled. "See you tomorrow." I waved at him as he walked away.

I said and he nodded. I and Sabrina went to the parking lot and find her car. "Who is Felix?" She asked... "My cousin," I responded. "Oh, I thought he's your boyfriend," she teased and I glared at her. She laughed and I rolled my eyes "Just kidding, catch!" she said and throw me her key to her car. ..... Sabrina's house was not that far away from where we'd been. Her house is actually big and nice...

I said “Even if you become busy after you take over your businesses, we can meet and spend time like this. There’s no need to think like we won’t see each other after you achieve whatever you are struggling with.” He remained silent. “By the way, what does your family do? Though we are becoming close, I still feel we are distant.” “So, you want to know about me?” he asked, to which I nodded my head in reply. “If you want my information, you should also give me something. Give it and get the information.” “What?” I narrowed my eyebrows. He came so closer to me that made me bend a little back. The look that could easily scare anyone was back on his face and he put his palm beside me making a t

I have a feeling that our lives are about to become very hectic and it may be a long time before we get any quiet family time together. “I agree.” My dad says. “Who is this young man with you? He looks familiar and I can tell that he is a strong gamma. Is he family?” “This is Gamma Torrence Richards from the Luna Moon pack.” My cousin says. “Isn’t that another cousin pack to the royal pack?” I ask. “Yes, he is a distance cousin to the twins, so in a sense, he is your cousin on your mother's side and very distant on our side.” My mom gets up and walks over to him and gives him a hug.

"Elena… it's Enzo. Sofia his cousin she sent me photos. Him shirtless, her lipstick all over his chest, kissing him everywhere. He went to her for some 'family emergency' and… God, they were on a bed together. He let her. I saw it myself. Packed my stuff and left. I hate him." Elena's heart splintered hearing her best friend shatter like that. "Oh honey, no. That's… that's awful. Don't cry listen, you don't deserve this. Don't worry, okay? I'm coming to see you soon. Stay there, yeah? We'll fix this."

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

"What did you just say?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Cousin? Timothy Jones is your cousin?" I never imagined I would sleep with someone four years younger than me, let alone my ex-boyfriend's cousin. It finally clicked why Timothy had given that look last night. My best friend, Candice Fields, asked in disbelief, "Are you telling me you slept with Timothy's cousin? Isn't he supposedly studying abroad?" I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache coming on. "I had no idea Ian was his cousin. He was helping with the drinks, and I thought he was a waiter. I even tried to pay him…"

Her swollen lips and flushed cheeks were a testament to their little canoodle earlier. I turned my attention to her. Casey pulled her blouse down as if she had something to hide and explained in a fluster, “Jessica, d-don’t get the wrong idea.” “What’s there to explain? It’s a blizzard out there, and the roads are bad for travel, so Casey is staying the night,” Shawn said flatly, his tone cold and final. Casey was the girlfriend of Shawn’s brother, who had passed away before the lovebirds could tie the knot.

He closed the distance between us in a single, terrifying stride, his long fingers snapping out to cup the back of my neck, tangling fiercely in my hair as he forced me up onto my tiptoes, trapping my airway against the pressure of his palm. "Listen to me very carefully, sweet cousin," he whispered, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, burning hot and dripping with venom. "You are not a secret. You are a liability. And if you ruin this for me right now, I swear I will make sure everyone—from our family down to the last person on this campus—knows every single filthy detail of what you begged for on these sheets." The threat hung suspended between us, thick, dark, and utterly suffoc